The Last Sentinel

After a crisp clap of hands, Ye Feng left the dark matter world.

This dark matter world is suitable for communication and secret talks, but to actually conduct interstellar travel, one must travel to the visible matter world of the universe.

The black flames in the archive vanished instantly, and a dark matter portal appeared. Ye Feng stepped out of the dark matter portal and found an old man sitting at his desk, sipping a drink.

This person is a camel!

No, he should be called "The Watcher of the Great Wall" now, or rather, the Sixth Speaker.

Great Wall Watcher glanced at Ye Feng, pointed to the dishes on the table, and said, "Come on, have some! The dark matter world is very physically and mentally taxing."

After the speaker said that, Ye Feng really felt an indescribable sense of fatigue and exhaustion.

Ye Feng took a few sips of his drink. "When did the Speaker arrive?"

"It won't be long. Just call me Camel, no need to keep calling me Speaker, it's too formal. Eat your food!" Camel picked up a peanut and continued, "So, how's it going? Did that Jerry guy try anything funny?"

Ye Feng placed the key to the black iron ship on the table.

Camel picked up the black iron ship key and examined it closely. "The Red Iron Fist! That old fox is very generous! He actually gave you his spaceship!"

Ye Feng asked, "Is this spaceship very powerful?"

Camel said, "This spaceship is one of the three he brought from Terra into the Milky Way. Besides the Red Fist, there's the Flying Dutchman, captained by Dave Jones, and the flagship Black Pearl, captained by John Sparrow!"

Ye Feng said with a self-deprecating smile, "These Western guys are really honest. They make movies based on whatever they have. Warhammer 40K, Pacific Rim, and now Pirates of the Caribbean is real too. But our Captain Jack Sparrow has sailed from the Caribbean to the stars and the sea."

The camel pushed the key back. "You guys are probably going to be doing interstellar travel next, aren't you?!"

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Yes, Jerry gave me a trade route and asked me to try to see if I have any talent for trade. It may take about two weeks."

"Heh," Camel said, "Be careful of this old fox. Don't let him sell you out. Hughes was tricked by him back then. After that, Hughes preferred to use other alien criminals as trade channels and swore never to deal with Jerry and his gang again."

At this point, Camel paused for a moment, then asked, "Did you ask Jerry for directions home?"

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat; sure enough, the Watcher Camel was waiting for the path to all the heavens and myriad worlds.

Ye Feng said, "I'm sorry, I asked Jerry, and he said he couldn't explain it either. It was purely by chance that he was able to come to our plane back then. They accidentally entered an ancient undead ruin, opened a stargate left by the undead, and then came to the solar system."

Camel rested his chin on his hand and hesitated, saying, "These words are not exactly the same as what David Jones and John Sparrow said before, but they are very similar."

"Could it be that Jerry, that old fox, wasn't lying?"

Ye Feng said, "A clever lie is often nine parts truth and one part falsehood."

Camel picked up his wine, took a sip, and said, "You mean, they did enter the Warhammer Necropolis, but how did they get to our dimension, instead of just randomly opening a coordinate as they claimed?"

Ye Feng said, "I suspect that their arrival in the solar system was also arranged by the Necropolis."

The camel said, "Don't overthink it. Bringing the wanderers home isn't as simple as putting an elephant in a refrigerator. There are many steps involved, such as planetary ascension, civilization advancement, technological breakthroughs, breakthroughs in the laws of physics, breaking the 1999 Treaty, and defeating the Sabit aliens."

Ye Feng said, "That's indeed the case."

After a moment of silence, the camel murmured, "You can contact the wanderers of all the heavens and worlds, right?"

Ye Feng nodded. "Okay."

The camel said, "I have a few words to say; could you please pass them on to them for me?"

Ye Feng blinked. "No need for that. Just tell me directly, sir. I keep the chat group live stream running all the time; they can see us eating and talking from a god-like perspective!"

After regaining his composure, the camel solemnly said, "Fellow travelers of the Great Xia from all the heavens and myriad realms, I am Zhao Changcheng, the guide left behind in my hometown by Sentinel Lin Qilin. This is my first time meeting you all formally, and I apologize for my intrusion."

"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone, on behalf of the Sentinels. When we crossed over, we didn't ask for your permission before sending you all out."

"That's very rude, I'm sorry."

As he spoke, the camel bowed deeply to Ye Feng.

A brief silence followed in the chat group.

Hongmeng's First Affection: Haha, this is nothing! Speaker, you're too kind! Although the Sentinel was a bit impolite, our first angel investment after transmigrating, the Golden Finger System, was provided by Sentinel Lin Qilin. Afterwards, the Sentinel did his best to find our way back, even though he ultimately failed! How could we blame the Sentinel!

Immortal God of Magic: That's all in the past. Back then, when the Sabitian army was pressing in, if we didn't come out, who would carry out the Wanderer Plan? Would we all just sit there and wait to die?

Great Love Immortal King: We did not travel through time for our own sake, but for the Great Xia Dynasty, for our loved ones. Great love knows no bounds, great love is without sin, great love is without fault.

Wuji Demon Lord: Anyway, the Sentinels have frozen time, and our families are still here. With the continued development of the Human Alliance's gene-based drug technology, we will eventually return to our homeland and be with our families. We have not suffered any losses. On the contrary, your direct teleportation has allowed a prodigal son like me to completely lose my humanity and successfully become a demon, enabling me to thrive and rise rapidly in the Demon Heaven Continent. Without you, I might not have become the Demon Lord I am today.

A single word from Wuji is worth more than a thousand words.

For a villain to use so many positive words makes it hard not to suspect that Wuji has recently developed a mental demon.

Ye Feng hurriedly said, "Sir, sir, everyone in the group has said that these are all things of the past. They don't hate you. The situation back then was indeed severe, and the Wanderer Plan was imminent. All of this is understandable."

Camel sighed with emotion: "Thank you all for your understanding, fellow travelers of Great Xia. On behalf of the Sentinels, I thank you all for your profound righteousness. I will now do my utmost to promote the planet's dimensional ascension and civilization's advancement, so that the Homo sapiens race can reach the highest civilization as soon as possible, shatter the fourth wall, and go to all the heavens and myriad worlds to bring you all home."

Ye Feng said, "The leaders all understand the Speaker's intentions. They advised the Speaker not to rush, to take it slow in advancing civilizations and upgrading planets!"

The camel nodded. "Alright, everything's fine now. I have no regrets. Let's go!"

Ye Feng hurriedly said, "Sir, I'm going out to do business this time. Aren't you going to give me some initial capital or something? I can give you a share later!"

The old camel looked troubled. "Kid, didn't Jerry give you the principal? You're trying to rip me off!"

Ye Feng said, "I just wanted to earn some dividends for you, sir!"

The camel thought for a moment, "I have no money, but I do have some people! How about this, the dragon people are yours."

Ye Feng was taken aback. "The Dragon Clan gave it to me? My lord, what I want is the principal, the money."

"No money!" Camel rolled his eyes arrogantly, "I'll repeat myself, I! Have! No! Money! Only people! Dragonmen, elves, dwarves, and druids are the people I can offer. Pick any of these four races as capital, whether you want them to work as your crew or sell them as slaves on other planets, I don't care!"

With those words, the camel waved and left.

Ye Feng is at a loss. He wants his principal back! His principal back!

You tell me that you can pick any slave you want, that all four ancient human races were slaves, and that you can sell them as you please without me interfering.

I'm cooking, what are you interfering with?!

You wish I would sell all four ancient human races to aliens as slaves, leaving only Homo sapiens on Earth!

But the camel is no longer the ordinary old man who used to watch the parking lot; this is the Speaker of the Human Alliance, the No. 1 on the planet!

Who do you think you are, sentry?! You'd better stand up straight even when a camel is talking!

You're trying to reason with a camel? Do you think that'll work?