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

Before Milon could even speak, Sardin's mind was already racing.

This person knows Mi Long, and judging from his tone, their relationship is quite close.

Since he is an acquaintance of Milon, things haven't gotten out of control yet, and there's still room for maneuver.

Sardin explained, "It's like this: Milon is cooperating with me. In the future, when I conquer the galaxy of Devil's Footprint, I'll let him defeat me, so that I can once again win as a hero in front of the world, wash away Milon's past humiliations, and incidentally use this publicity effect to find his sister, Migi."

"This is a mutually beneficial cooperation for both of us. I, Sardin, always keep my word and will never treat Milon unfairly."

Mi Long walked over, lowering his head somewhat embarrassed: "Senior Brother Ye, he's right, that's how it is."

Ye Han patted Mi Long on the shoulder: "It's not difficult to do all this. Just don't associate with these pirates. Otherwise, you'll get sold out and still be counting the money for them."

"No, no! I've always been a man of good character, I would never betray my comrades." Sardin shamelessly approached, then changed the subject: "With your exceptional strength, would you be interested in joining our Pentagon Legion? With your power, the position of vice-leader is undoubtedly yours. Then, the resource star systems within the Devil's Footprints..."

"Alright, you don't need to tell me all this. That's enough for today. Go back to where you came from."

Ye Han quickly patted Sardine's forehead, and the moment his fingertips touched the dark purple rainbow stone, he collected the energy points.

The speed was so fast that no one noticed the small movement.

[Energy Points Gained: 16]

[Energy Points: 18]

After glancing at the panel briefly, he put it away.

Sardin must have some skill to have gotten this far; keeping him around is better than killing him. I have a feeling he might be useful in the future.

"Alright, alright, we'll be leaving now and won't bother you any longer."

Sardine gave Kalia a wink, and Kalia immediately understood, instructing those who were still able to move to drag their unconscious companions one by one onto a small spaceship.

We left this place of trouble.

McDonald and Hama walked in from the doorway.

McDonald looked at Ye Han, still brimming with excitement: "Ye Han, I didn't expect you to be so strong! That sword strike just now cleaved the entire spaceship in two, that was amazing! I thought you were just an ordinary person like us, looking for clues! You've been hiding your strength well."

Ye Han smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with McDonald and the other man: "You didn't ask either. Be careful next time, don't get scammed. I've taken care of those pirates on your spaceship, and the explosives on the Hengxing have been defused. Get ready for things on Jupiter."

"Thanks, Brother Ye! You've helped us again—no, including the time at the noodle shop, this is the second time." McDonald scratched his head and chuckled.

"When we get to Jupiter, I'll treat you to dinner, the kind I cook myself. I'm pretty good at cooking, Hama can vouch for that."

"Okay, okay."

After the spaceship was destroyed, the Rorowu people who had been trapped by high voltage were also freed.

They destroyed the equipment and came out.

Mamaka and the others extended a friendly invitation, saying, "Thank you all for your help. If you don't mind, please stay and have a seat."

Bebeli stood not far away; for this consistently stubborn person, silence itself was a statement.

Everyone stayed after being invited.

Georgies had returned to the sheepfold and was squatting by the fence, gently comforting the frightened sheep.

The sheep gradually calmed down under his soothing words. Their wet black eyes were no longer filled with fear, and some even rubbed against his palm before lowering their heads to eat again, as if the sudden disaster that had just happened was just a dream.

The actions of the Rorou tribe have left too many bad memories in the universe.

They laid down their war, sealed the Horned Sword with an oath, and have since sought refuge throughout the universe.

Wherever they went, they were met with cold rejection.

No place would accept a group of warriors who once struck fear into the hearts of the entire universe.

During their time wandering through the universe, they encountered Mai Mai Sheep.

This docile, unassuming little creature possesses an almost magical ability to turn the rotten into the miraculous.

As long as they are there, useful plants can regrow in any extreme environment.

Wasteland becomes grassland, sandy land becomes ridges; a planet originally unsuitable for life can be slowly transformed into an environment suitable for life under the hoofprints of the sheep.

For a group of homeless people with nowhere to go, this is not just a companion, but hope itself.

But Maimai Yang is timid by nature. As soon as he sees the fierce and menacing appearance of the Luoluo people, he will be frightened and run away, and there is no way to stop him.

Only Gorgos is different.

MaiMaiYang was willing to accept his smile.

Because of that smile, the Rorowu people finally took root on this remote red land of Mars and grew their first crops from the soil with their own hands.

These stories came out of Mamaka's mouth in a calm tone: "At our peak, we had tens of thousands of people, but now there are only thirty or so left."

McDonald took a bite of a piece of fruit he had just taken from the fruit platter on the table and said, "You guys used to be so good at fighting, how come there are fewer and fewer of you later on? The change is too big."

Mamaka said, "Yes. We only realized later that in an endless war, the more you gain, the more you lose."

"In those years, we conquered countless planets and fought across half the universe, but looking back, our old comrades fell one after another, and newborn children didn't even know what their fathers looked like. In the end, we realized that the most precious things had been lost in the flames of war. We deeply regret it."

"Everything happens for a reason. It's not too late to turn back after hitting a wall. You're doing just fine now." Ye Han sat to the side, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

Such a life may be too mundane for a once-warlike race, but compared to being wiped out on the battlefield, this ordinariness is the most precious blessing.

The topic then shifted to Milon.

Ye Han looked at Mi Long: "Mi Long, your plan to defeat Sardine, who rules the Devil's Footprint, is a charade that could easily backfire. If it gets exposed again, you'll never be able to recover for the rest of your life."

You should know better than anyone the damage caused by the backlash.

These precedents had occurred frequently in Ye Han's previous world, and there were quite a few instances of things going wrong.

In today's interstellar age, with the internet so ubiquitous, information spreads faster than light, and any tiny clue can be dug up, magnified, and interpreted.

Once it's exposed, it will only be more intense and faster than that video from back then.

Ye Han continued, "It's almost impossible to reverse Mi Long's image and get his sister to find you this way."

"The universe is so vast that there are always some technologically underdeveloped planets that are not connected to the cosmic network. No matter how much we do, there will be people who cannot see it."

Milon listened in silence, offering neither rebuttal nor explanation.

Ye Han wasn't trying to preach; he was simply stating objective facts.

"Then what should I do?" Milon asked.