On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

She has mastered the Eight Extremes Heaven technique and improved her barrier abilities. Right now, she just wants to catch up with the team as soon as possible and enter that legendary place with everyone.

Back then, the story of Merlin leading the fleet into the Devil's Footprints was known throughout Tianxue Star, and that legend had captivated her since childhood.

Just now, Bai Xue learned that Xue Liuxing could grant wishes, which added another layer of longing to her.

As long as Ye Han is there, no matter how dangerous the place is, it's nothing to her.

"Prepare the necessary supplies in the next couple of days, and we can set off." Ye Han said, turning his head to look at Dia, who was wiping her mouth with a tissue. "I'll have to trouble Dia then; only you can solve the clues left by your grandfather."

Dia folded the tissue and placed it next to the plate: "Hmm. All we need to do is go to Uranus, use Ulala to receive the information from the Golden Cube, and we can decipher the coordinates of the Devil's Footprint. With the coordinates, the Eternal can jump there directly."

Lingling pressed, "Master, are you really going to share the coordinates of the Devil's Footprints with McDonald? That's information we've worked so hard to gather for so long, are you just going to give it away to them for nothing?"

"Okay, once you've confirmed the coordinates, you can send them to them." Ye Han picked up his water glass and took a sip. "Although McDonald can be a bit unreliable sometimes, I still have a lot of faith in him."

The conversation turned to McDonald, which piqued Dia's curiosity once again.

Dia asked a question she had been wanting to ask but hadn't found the right time to ask: "Ye Han, after Storm Famila last time, you said that Red Eye and McDonald were family."

"Red Eyes is the defector manager of Galaxy Eyes, and McDonald is the son of Red Devil Merlin. How did these two get connected? I was completely confused when I heard this, and I never had a chance to ask in detail."

Ye Han put down his water glass and recounted the information he had obtained from Bai Yan about the Red Eyes and the Shadow Clan from beginning to end.

GalaxyEye has limited knowledge of this information.

After that, the chatter at the dinner table never stopped.

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Under the same sea of ​​stars, hundreds of thousands of light-years away, on a planet called Luna Spirit.

The midday sun hung high above the training ground, making the ground scorching hot.

Heat waves rose from the sandy ground, looking from a distance like a layer of flowing water on the ground.

A row of towering flagpoles stood at the edge of the training field, and the interstellar alliance flag with its blue background and gold stars fluttered in the wind.

Hundreds of new recruits are training under the scorching sun.

They were wearing uniform dark gray training uniforms and divided into more than a dozen square formations according to their numbers. Some were practicing basic combat moves, some were running laps with weights, and some were simulating tactical drills.

Sweat rolled down everyone's foreheads, soaking their collars and chests, but no one stopped to wipe it away.

A female instructor stood on the high platform.

She was in her early thirties, tall and slender, her gaze sweeping over each new recruit like a hawk. There was no smile on her face, but it wasn't the kind of sternness that intimidated people.

What's most eye-catching is her hair—a thick head of long red hair.

Her name is Xiaomi.

She's called Xiaomi, but she didn't actually have a name originally.

More than 20 years ago, the Interstellar Alliance rescue force found her on a planet that had suffered a natural disaster.

The planet was called Mido Star, and she couldn't remember the details of the disaster.

She was too young when the accident happened, and her head was severely impacted in the disaster, erasing a large part of her memory.

She doesn't remember what her parents look like, what her name is, or where she comes from. She only remembers a name that is so vague it's almost indistinct: Xiaomi.

Doctors in the rescue team speculated that this was probably her childhood nickname, a term of endearment that a deceased relative had repeatedly called out to her.

So this nickname naturally became her official name and was written in her file.

According to the Interstellar Alliance's post-disaster resettlement procedures, unclaimed underage survivors should be sent to shelters to await adoption. At that time, she should have been placed in an orphanage for adoption.

But Xiaomi was unwilling to leave the officer who saved her, Haifiel.

She didn't know the officer's name at the time, only that when the officer pulled her out of the ruins, he wrapped her in his coat.

It gave Xiaomi a strong sense of security.

Heffield, seeing that she was young and helpless, took her in and cared for her with the clumsy care typical of soldiers.

He stayed for more than 20 years.

Haifiel took Xiaomi under his wing, provided her with education, and taught her all sorts of knowledge.

Xiaomi did not disappoint Haifeier. He was admitted to military academy with excellent grades and graduated with the highest score in all subjects. After enlisting, he served as a combat platoon leader.

He takes each step faster and more steadily than his peers.

Ultimately, based on a long list of undisputed outstanding achievements, she was successfully selected as an instructor at the Haifa Star Training Base, specializing in training qualified soldiers for the Interstellar Alliance.

He successfully obtained a rainbow stone from the alliance and became a free agent.

Many of the new recruits she trained over the years have become the backbone of the Allied Fleet.

When the whistle blew to signal the end of training, the recruits lined up neatly to salute, and then dispersed in twos and threes to rest.

Xiaomi stepped down from the stage: "There are some promising talents among this batch. Nurture them well, and they'll have a bright future..."

Halfway there, a sharp, intense pain suddenly exploded from my left temple.

Xiaomi immediately grabbed the armrest with her left hand to steady herself.

"here we go again."

This illness has plagued her for over twenty years ever since she was rescued from Mido Star.

It flares up irregularly, with no discernible pattern. Sometimes it won't happen for several months, while other times it can cause pain several times a day.

We've investigated and treated it.

Heffield also took her to the most advanced medical centers in the Interstellar Alliance, where she underwent countless brain scans, took various medications, and tried various treatments.

But this problem just wouldn't go away; it was like a thorn stuck in her nerves that she couldn't pull out or get used to.

She's practically memorized the doctor's diagnosis report.

A major life event during childhood can cause the brain to block out relevant memory areas as a self-protective mechanism, resulting in some nerves being under long-term pressure and triggering intermittent neurological headaches.

There is no cure other than confronting past traumas and addressing the root causes of psychological problems.

In other words, this headache will stay with her until she grows old and dies.

Xiaomi habitually reached into her shirt pocket, her fingertips groping across the empty fabric several times, but she found nothing.

"You forgot your medicine again." A kind female voice sounded from the side, her tone tinged with a mixture of helplessness and heartache.

Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Mi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and she blurted out, "Aunt Hai!"

The visitor was none other than Haifir.

Time has left fine wrinkles on her face; she is nearly 360 years old, and her hair is streaked with silver.

For a race with a lifespan of up to five hundred years, this is considered quite old.

Haifiel handed over the medicine bag and took a small bottle of water: "Okay, take your medicine first. I've told you so many times, you must carry this medicine with you at all times. Migraines are no joke."

Xiaomi took the item and swallowed it directly.

"Aunt Hai, weren't you on vacation? You said you were going on a trip in our last video call, how come you're back on Moon Spirit Star today?"

"I brought it to you because you left without your medicine this morning. But it's not just about that; there's something else too."