Ling Cage: Twelve Talismans? I have everything I need.

Chapter 90 Title
Regardless of the little incident just now.

The bustling activity at the village entrance continued, with the handover of supplies proceeding smoothly.

Yang Chen looked at Old Sun and asked gently, "Did you come here specifically to pick up some supplies?"

Old Sun nodded quickly, the wrinkles on his face smoothing out.

"That's right, Mr. Yang. But we also brought a few people over, the ones we took in from the lighthouse who were traveling far away."

"Drake from your Village Number Two contacted us a couple of days ago, saying it's convenient for them to receive people. Also... hehe,"

He rubbed his hands together and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Come over and catch up with Lao Xia. It's been a while since I played a couple of games with him."

Summer came and elbowed him: "Go to hell, what do you mean you're going to kill me? Just wait and see if I can take your underwear."

Ignoring their bickering, Yang Chen nodded knowingly.

"Then just tell me what you need."

"This Antarctic Star has been properly taken care of, boss, no need to worry about it." Old Sun nodded with a smile.

At this moment, Nanjixing leaned close to Yang Chen, winked, and asked in a low voice.

"Boss, where did you two go? You were acting so mysteriously. We haven't seen you all day, and we can't get in touch with you."

Yang Chen glanced at Bai Yuekui, whose face remained expressionless.

He smiled and explained, "It's nothing serious. I just went out with Yue Kui to check the space station where Wumen used to stay, to see if there are any other possible survivors."

Nanjixing said "Oh" and nodded knowingly: "That's probably difficult."

"What was the result?" Xia Tianlai asked curiously from the side.

Bai Yuekui then continued, "There were no living people, but... some things were brought back that need to be studied."

Summer is here and the thought of research gives me a headache, so I quickly changed the subject.

He patted Yang Chen's arm: "Boss, Lao Sun and the others just arrived, and it's also Po Kong's first time here. How about we have a meal together tonight? It's been a long time since we've had a lively gathering."

"I'll go and call Belenkov over later too!"

Yang Chen looked at Bai Yuekui with a questioning look in his eyes.

Bai Yuekui nodded slightly, which was taken as agreement.

"Sure," Yang Chen replied with a smile.

"So, what's the food like later?"

Xia Tianlai immediately beamed: "No need! There are so many people, there's not enough room at Fanshigang. Let's just go to Aodeng's training ground and set up a few more tables."

Yang Chen, Bai Yuekui, Xia Tianlai, Lao Sun, Nanji Xing, and several others walked towards the village together.

Po Kong followed closely beside his grandfather, his bright eyes unable to resist curiously surveying every corner of Dragon Bone Village.

A little distance behind them.

Hongkou gently nudged Po Xiao's arm and whispered, "Hey, Po Xiao, did you hear that just now? That kid's name is 'Po Kong'."

"This name is quite similar to yours, it sounds like we're from the same family. Could it be that your ancestors knew each other?"

Upon hearing this, Po Xiao's previously calm face instantly darkened, and he glared at her irritably.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Just because the names sound similar doesn't mean we're from the same family?"

"Tch, it's boring."

Hongkou pouted, about to tease him a couple more times, but her gaze was drawn to the commotion on the other side.

The lighthouse travelers who had just disembarked from the convoy were being arranged to board the vehicles and head to Village No. 2.

The man they had met last time, named Old Chen, glanced unintentionally at Honglu, who was standing by the car directing traffic.

In that instant, the old man's body suddenly froze.

He stared intently at Honglu's striking red hair and the familiar yet more resolute profile, his eyes bulging almost out of their sockets, his mouth unconsciously agape.

"General...General...General..." His companion next to him followed his gaze and was also instantly petrified.

Stuttering, the title "Commander" stuck in his throat, impossible to utter. Red Egret clearly noticed the intensely burning and terrified gaze directed at him.

She slowly turned around, her gaze calmly meeting the faces filled with disbelief and fear.

“You didn’t see wrong.” Red Heron’s voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly pierced through the surrounding noise.

“It’s me, Honglu. I’m not dead. There’s more to the story than meets the eye back then.”

Her words were extremely concise, offering no explanation of details and no intention of reminiscing.

She pointed to the transport truck that was about to head to Village No. 2.

"Get in the car. Drake will arrange accommodations for you when we get there."

The lighthouse workers, still shaken, instinctively obeyed, scrambling onto the vehicle almost on their hands and feet, their eyes still fixed on the red egret, filled with confusion and awe.

After dealing with her old subordinates, Honglu turned her attention to Hongkou and Poxiao.

Her facial features softened slightly: "And you? Are you coming back to Village Number Two with me, or..."

Hongkou looked at her sister, shook her head, and had a hint of apology on her face.

"Sis, let's do it tomorrow. Dawn and I haven't reported to Instructor Ulan for training for a while, so we need to go and tell him today."

As she spoke, she gently squeezed Dawn's arm.

Dawn immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes, Sister Honglu, we'll go to Village No. 2 to find you again tomorrow."

Honglu understood, smiled and nodded, and did not insist.

"Okay, we'll have plenty of time to meet later anyway."

Yang Chen and Bai Yuekui walked side by side at a slightly later position.

Ahead, Xia Tianlai, Lao Suntou, and Nanji Xing, along with Po Kong, were enthusiastically discussing what to eat for dinner and how many tables should be set up at the Wulan Aodeng training ground.

The surroundings quieted down, leaving only the faint sound of shoes stepping on the gravel road and the distant shouts coming from the training ground.

Just then, Bai Yuekui slowed his pace slightly and subtly moved half a step closer to Yang Chen.

Her gaze remained fixed straight ahead, as if she were merely casually admiring the village scenery.

But the voice was kept extremely low, like a feather gently brushing against Yang Chen's earlobe.

"Hey~" she said, her voice trailing off with a barely perceptible lilt.

"That kid just called me Sister Bai...it sounded quite nice, didn't it?"

Yang Chen didn't stop walking, but turned his head to glance at her.

A faint, yet distinctly mocking smile played on her lips.

He immediately became alert and decisively replied, "I won't call."

Bai Yuekui seemed to have anticipated his refusal and was not annoyed.

Instead, she softened her voice, as if stating an objective fact, yet with a hint of persuasion.

"In terms of age... I'm quite a bit older than you, you know?" She paused, then slowly added.

"So... it's not like you're at a disadvantage if you call me Sister Bai, is it?"

He immediately looked away, staring straight ahead, his tone even more resolute than before.

"Tsk... I won't call out."

Yang Chen even quickened his pace slightly, trying to create some distance.

Bai Yuekui looked at his slightly reddened ears and his feigned composure in profile, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

She didn't press him further, but simply followed him with light steps, walking alongside him again as if their "whisper" had never happened.

However, before they had taken more than a few steps, Bai Yuekui brought it up again: "Are you really not going to reconsider?"

"not called."

(End of this chapter)