Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Messages kept popping up in the group chat.

Invincible Swordsman 123: "We've arrived? How's it going over there?"

Tempering and Refining: "The Black Tower Space Station! I've heard there are many strange and unusual collectibles there!"

Changchang's only account: "Have you met any interesting people?"

He desperately pleaded, "Mr. Lin! I'm still looking for that card! Give me a little more time!"

Lin Si looked at Qing Que's message and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

People came and went on the platform, with researchers in various uniforms hurrying by.

Occasionally, someone would glance at him as they passed by—or more precisely, glance at the golden wheelchair he sat in.

Then the people around them pointed and whispered about him, this guy sitting in the golden wheelchair, grinning foolishly.

Lin Si didn't care about those stares.

After all, sitting in such a wheelchair is indeed a bit conspicuous, but he has no other choice.

He chatted in the small group of five for a while, and then Lin's parents arrived.

"Mom and Dad!"

Lin Si waved to the distance, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.

"I'm here!"

Lin Si's mother saw him from afar and quickened her pace.

"Oh, son!"

Chapter 311 Mother, am I dreaming?

"Ms. Nguyen Mai will be coming tomorrow."

Lin Si's mother pushed the golden wheelchair, walking at a leisurely pace in the spacious corridor of the space station.

"I heard that another genius will be coming as well,"

She tilted her head, as if recalling something.

"I don't know who it is."

Lin Si leaned back in her wheelchair, twirling the temporary boundary anchor in her hand, and replied upon hearing this.

"We'll find out tomorrow."

He paused for a moment.

"Mom and Dad, are you getting used to living here?"

Lin Si's mother chuckled softly, but didn't stop pushing the wheelchair.

"Mom is still used to it,"

She paused for a moment, then turned her head slightly to glance at Lin's father beside her.

"It's your dad; he can't sleep at night."

Lin Si was taken aback and turned to look at her father walking beside her.

"What's wrong with Dad?"

Mr. Lin didn't say much throughout, his hands were behind his back, and his gaze was fixed on the end of the corridor ahead, as if he were looking at something very far away.

When Lin Si asked, he simply waved his hand and did not answer.

Lin Si's mother shrugged and didn't continue.

But Lin Si understood.

As a former advisor to the Cloud Cavalry Army, my father must know all about the recent events that have occurred on the Immortal Ship: the unusual activity of the Jianmu Tree, the secret teachings of the Medicine King, the Illusionary Cloud, and the Great Lord of Annihilation.

Although he did not participate in the main battle, those messages could not be kept secret.

He hasn't come back these days, most likely because General Jingyuan told him not to worry, but how could he really not worry?

He must still be thinking about Luofu day and night, wanting to know how he is doing, wanting to know how his son is doing. It would be a miracle if he could sleep well.

And on Lin Si's mother's side, although she said she was 'used to it', the faint dark circles under her eyes were no less than her husband's.

“Mom and Dad,”

Lin Si's voice was a little softer than before.

"It's alright."

He leaned back in his wheelchair, looking up at the flowing lights above the corridor.

"The crisis has been resolved. I'm telling you, General Jingyuan is now thinking about retirement."

Lin Si's mother was taken aback, then laughed.

"Really? General Jingyuan is finally thinking about retiring?"

She pushed the wheelchair at a slower pace, her voice carrying a hint of relief that he had finally come to his senses.

"Was that the spot where Lord Fu Xuan was supposed to pick him up?"

Lin Si nodded.

"Yes, Lord Fu Xuan is now acting as general in Luofu."

At this moment, Lin's father finally stopped and turned to look at his son.

He was silent for two seconds.

Then he spoke, his voice a little deeper than before, carrying a complex feeling of 'I've actually thought a lot but don't know how to say it'.

"Little Linzi,"

Lin Si looked up at him.

"You did very well."

Lin Si looked at her father and met his gaze. There was something indescribable in his eyes, as if a lot of words were condensed into those four words.

Lin Si felt a warmth in her heart.

That is,”

He smiled slightly, and his tone returned to its usual casual manner.

"Don't you even know whose son I am!"

Mr. Lin was taken aback for a moment, then finally smiled. He reached out and patted Lin Si's shoulder with just the right amount of force.

"Son,"

His gaze fell on the golden wheelchair, and he looked it over from head to toe.

"Although our family has some wealth, this gold wheelchair is still a bit too flashy."

Lin Si's mother, who was standing next to her, also nodded.

"Yes, son. You must understand the principle of not flaunting your wealth."

Lin Si grinned foolishly, then looked down and pointed to the inscription on the cushion.

“Mom and Dad, I also think this thing is really ugly, but it’s a ‘magic weapon’ that Chang Letianjun gave to his son.”

He shrugged.

"If you have a divine artifact and don't use it, then Aha is just wasting it."

Lin Si's parents paused for a moment.

They looked down at the words on the cushion, their gaze lingering on them for several seconds.

Then Lin Si's mother raised her head, her voice carrying a cautious confirmation.

"Did Chang Le Tian Jun give it to you?"

Lin Si nodded, then reached into the air and a longbow appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"The Emperor's Bow Master also gave me a bow,"

He weighed his bowed body in his hand, speaking casually.

"So I'm now fully equipped with divine gear!"

He paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

"So, for your son me, the situation with the Immortal Ship back then was nothing at all~"

Lin Si's father stared at the bow, stunned.

Lin Si's mother was also stunned.

The Emperor Bow Master did bestow some 'treasures' upon the messengers; those items are recorded in the history of the Immortal Ship.

But the bow is the weapon of the Emperor's bow, an extension of His power.

The Emperor bestowing a bow upon a person is unprecedented in the history of the Immortal Ship.

That represents a significance far beyond 'a weapon' itself.

"........"

Lin Si's father opened his mouth, then closed it again. He reached out, wanting to touch the bow, but stopped just before he touched it, as if afraid of disrespecting something.

“Mom…”

His voice sounded a little weak.

Am I dreaming?

Lin Si's mother glanced at him, her expression subtle.

"have no idea,"

She thought about it.

"How about I slap you and see?"

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed in the corridor.

Mr. Lin covered his face, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly, very slowly, a smile appeared on his face.

Lin Si hadn't seen that kind of smile on her father's face in a long time; it was a complex emotion that carried pride, relief, and the feeling that 'my son actually managed to do this.'

"It's not a dream."

Lin Si's mother also breathed a sigh of relief and clapped her hands.

"Yes, it wasn't a dream."

Lin Si's lips twitched as she watched this scene.

But I also felt relieved.

The two elders must have been very worried during this time, but they should be able to relax a little now.

After confirming that this was not a dream, the joy on the faces of the two elders, who thought, "My son is so successful," was almost overflowing.

Lin's mother pushed the wheelchair with a lighter touch, and Lin's father even hummed a few lines of an unknown tune, which was quite rare for him.

“Come on, son, let’s go see the acting stationmaster of the space station first.”

Lin's father patted Lin Si on the shoulder, his tone much lighter than before.

He paused, as if he had remembered something.

"Speaking of which, this acting station manager is the granddaughter of my dad's friend."

“You young people must have common topics.”

Lin Si leaned back in the wheelchair, letting her mother push her forward, and tilted her head when she heard this.

"Acting station manager?"