Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

At the same time.

Iron Ridge City, 10,000 kilometers away.

Southern Military District.

Lin Hui had just closed the chamber of commerce's group chat interface when he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Brother Lin! Are you there?"

Lin Hui got up and opened the blast door, where Company Commander Mark was standing.

Mark whispered:

"Brother Lin, the Grand Master of the Horn Knights, Isol, came to the camp to see you personally. He said that Lord Walden is hosting a private banquet at the Lord's mansion tonight to clear up the misunderstanding between you and Orlando."

Mark paused, his tone somewhat strange, "He also said that, to express their sincerity, the City Lord's Mansion is willing to offer 100 mid-grade Starshine Stones as an apology."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hui's eyebrows shot up sharply, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"100 mid-grade starstones? That old geezer actually agreed?"

It's important to know that since the incidents involving creatures that counteracted certain types of pollution occurred in various locations last night, information about the Starshine Stone's ability to counteract pollution has already spread among the Empire's high command. The value of the Starshine Stone has now skyrocketed, more than tripling in value.

Company Commander Mark said, "Brother Lin, these are extraordinary times. I suggest you decline the offer directly."

Lin Hui stroked his chin and laughed, "If we don't go, wouldn't we be missing out on these 100 mid-grade Star Stones that are practically handed to us? To be honest, I'm really short of these right now."

"but......"

He then changed the subject: "You're right, one should always be wary of others."

"By the way, didn't the higher-ups arrange for a group of high-level psionicists to secretly protect me? Call out the best fighter among them, and have him come with me to the banquet tonight."

Company Commander Mark's eyes lit up.

That's right! Those high-level psionicists are the Empire's top combat force, personally selected by the War Commander. Even City Lord Walden wouldn't dare to touch them easily!

"Wait a moment, I'll contact the Valerian Legion Commander immediately. If there's any unusual activity at the City Lord's Mansion, our military will surround and reinforce the area immediately!"

"Thanks!" Lin Hui said with a smile, "Then please tell that guy named Isol that I'll be there at six o'clock sharp tonight."

……

An hour later.

Lin Hui met the high-level psionicist who had been sent to protect him in the reception room on the first floor.

He was a black-haired young man in his late twenties.

He was wearing a smart dark blue tactical trench coat, with a handsome and sculpted face and deep-set features, giving him a mixed Chinese and Western look.

The black-haired youth walked up to Lin Hui, stopped, and said calmly:

"Mr. Lin Hui, hello. My name is Yan Jin."

"Peak 8th Rank, Psychic-type Psionicist."

Upon hearing the other person's self-introduction, Lin Hui's pupils contracted slightly.

So young, yet already at the peak of Rank 8?! And he's the most balanced and extremely lethal psychic among psionicists! It seems the War Commander really went to great lengths to protect himself.

but......

"Precise?" Lin Hui looked the other person up and down, surprised. "Your name... there are very few naming styles like this on Planet Torres, are there?"

The explanation was rigorous:

"My father is a gamer, and he comes from a place called Huaxia. My mother is a native of Torres."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hui suddenly understood.

That's it!

The longest possible mission to Torres is one year.

It makes perfect sense that within a year, players could fall in love, get married, and have children with local residents.

However, Lin Hui noticed a problem: players cannot become psionicists, but their descendants can.

After exchanging a few words about tactical coordination, the two prepared to set off.

A meticulous thought suddenly occurred to him.

"Buzz!"

An invisible yet extremely powerful field of psychic energy instantly enveloped the two of them.

The next second, the two of them took off, cutting through the twilight of Ironspine City, and flew straight towards the city lord's mansion in the upper district.

Flying hundreds of meters in the air, Lin Hui looked down at the massive city.

As they flew over the central square of Ironridge City, Lin Hui's gaze was drawn to the enormous statue in the very center of the square.

He was a towering man clad in heavy armor, his hands resting on a holy sword, his head slightly bowed, his weathered face unable to conceal his supreme majesty.

This is the only faith of the people of the Torres Empire, the Lord of Torres, Orencius.

Looking at the statue, Lin Hui couldn't help but turn to Yan Jin beside him and ask:

"I've always been curious, when did this Lord of Torres stop answering the prayers of his followers?"

Yan Jin said, "I don't know the exact time, but it was probably ten years ago."

Lin Hui nodded and silently made a timeline summary in his mind.

One hundred years ago, Orencius emerged out of nowhere, leading humanity, which was on the verge of collapse, in a desperate counterattack, establishing the Torres Empire and setting up a state religion!

Twenty-two years ago, in order to completely end the Mechanical Elf race, he forcibly broke through the shackles of life and ascended to become a demigod! Although he succeeded, he also paid an unknown price for it and declared that he had fallen into a deep sleep.

But during the first twelve years of his slumber, He would occasionally perform miracles, respond to the prayers of believers and warriors, and bestow blessings.

Until ten years ago!

He completely lost all his voice.

Thoughts surged within me.

"Lord Lin Hui, we have arrived." A solemn voice interrupted Lin Hui's thoughts.

The telekinetic field slowly descended, and the two landed steadily in front of the city lord's mansion.

At that moment, the heavy door was wide open.

Isol, the Grand Master of the Knights of Horn, stood on the steps with his hands behind his back and his head held high, waiting.

However, when he saw that not only Lin Hui had fallen from the sky, but also the black-haired youth next to Lin Hui, his pupils suddenly contracted!

"boom!"

Yan Jin removed the psychic field that had enveloped the two of them.

In that instant, a terrifying pressure belonging to an eighth-tier peak mental energy user uncontrollably spilled outwards in a trace.

"Snap!"

The stone steps beneath Isol's feet were starting to crack!

Isol's breath caught in his throat for a moment, and his body instinctively assumed a defensive stance, his right foot uncontrollably taking half a step back.

"You..." Isol stared intently at Yan Jin, a layer of cold sweat instantly seeping from his forehead. The intimidating gesture he had prepared was swallowed back down.

Lin Hui smiled slightly:

"What's wrong, Commander Isol? Why do you look so pale? I brought a friend along tonight's banquet to freeload, you wouldn't... be unwelcome, would you?"

Isol gritted his teeth and slightly turned his body to make way:

"How could that be, gentlemen... please come in!"

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PS: Dear readers, I'll be posting two chapters tonight.