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The smile doesn’t disappear, it just shifts.

The teasing expressions on everyone's faces could no longer be concealed, but they couldn't burst into laughter in front of everyone in the Pantheon.

All that was left for Morana and the others was embarrassment.

Alexei turned his head away and sighed helplessly.

I warned them long ago not to be so arrogant. At least figure out the situation before you act all high and mighty.

But then again, you really can't blame Morana and the others.

It's unimaginable to normal people that Zhang Yi could traverse the Dark Sun Forest so quickly.

Over the past six months, Morana led the Pantheon deep into the Arctic Ocean.

They have grown tremendously, and their strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

Therefore, Morana had anticipated that her current strength was comparable to Zhang Yi's.

Even though he's not Zhang Yi's match, the gap isn't too big, roughly 5.5 to 4.5.

So how could she have imagined that Zhang Yi would arrive here so quickly?

A rare blush appeared on her usually cold face, and she quietly clenched her fist.

The louder the warriors of the Pantheon laughed just moments ago, the more embarrassed they became now.

The most impulsive one, Dariberg, wished he could dig a hole in the floor and crawl into it right then and there.

Zhang Yi finally stepped forward, glancing indifferently at the men from Fremont: "Brian is right, the crisis on the moon has been resolved by us. Everyone relax, it's time for us to return to Earth."

These words did not make Zhang Yi appear arrogant; on the contrary, they carried a sense of matter-of-fact calm, as if he had long been accustomed to the "magnificent deeds" of these human heroes.

The warriors of Fremont were stunned, especially Morana, whose eyes began to show a complex emotion, and the turmoil in her heart was hard to quell.

She knew Zhang Yi was no ordinary person, but she never expected him to handle such a big problem on the moon so easily.

"You...how did you do that?"

Morana finally spoke, his voice filled with shock, "That wasn't an ordinary crisis, and you actually managed to..."

Zhang Yi smiled slightly: "You don't need to worry about the fire source anymore. Although your help is very important, only I can come up with the real solution."

The warriors of Fremont were utterly speechless; their pride and smugness instantly turned into embarrassment and helplessness.

Just moments ago they were boasting about their strength, but now they can only look up to Zhang Yi's back.

“It seems,” Zhang Yi looked at them, a helpless smile flashing in his eyes, “that you need to improve further before you can understand what a true strong person is like.”

Brian laughed even harder, patting Dariberg on the shoulder: "Lord Vulcan, you defeated the 45000-point mental polluter, but don't forget, the real danger is no longer at that level."

"Those kinds of beings are as easy for my Chaos brother to crush as ants, one in each hand!"

While there is some exaggeration in these words, it's not that exaggerated.

King Arthur and the others appeared calm, which left Morana and Darzhiborg speechless with shock.

Has the gap between them and Zhang Yi grown to this extent without them even realizing it?

The warriors of Fremont fell into a deep silence, an awkward atmosphere filling the air between them, and they dared not utter those bold words again.

"Alright, the issue of the moon is over."

Zhang Yi clapped his hands. "It's almost time. The others shouldn't be showing up anymore."

"As previously agreed, resources will be allocated based on contribution value after the task is completed."

"You've all worked hard these past two days." Zhang Yi's voice was calm, yet it carried a firm aura. "Your efforts will not be in vain. The resources are ready, and I will distribute them."

"If you have any opinions, you can raise them."

Whether I listen or not is up to me.

Zhang Yi's eyes and tone were indifferent, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

But no one dared to voice their opinions.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Zhang Yi began to take out the resources and distribute them.

He told everyone, "Although many have not returned, I will ensure that every nation receives its due resources according to the rules. Even those who died in battle will have their share."

"I will give you 50% of the resources we obtained from the two great empires of the Moon People."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked on with suspicion.

They weren't dealing with Zhang Yi for the first time, so they didn't believe he would give half of his share to everyone.

"It would be good if we could achieve 20 or 30% success."

Morgan muttered to himself.

Actually, he was overthinking it. Zhang Yi only planned to give them 10% as a consolation prize.

After all, he deserves the main credit this time. Only he knows how many resources were actually available; saying he got 50% is just empty promises to make his buddies feel better.

No one dared to object; they could only watch Zhang Yi expectantly, waiting to receive the resources.

After all, the allocation of these resources is related to their future survival, and many of these extraordinary people came for the resources.

At this time, resources were not only a source of replenishment for them, but also a symbol of proving their abilities.

Fortunately, the two great empires of the Moon are rich in resources, and even if Zhang Yi only gives them a portion, it is enough to make them happy.

Everyone's face was beaming with smiles, and there were no more complaints.

Those who have their own thoughts should just keep them to themselves; after all, they don't have Zhang Yi's abilities.

As for those countries where all the soldiers died in battle, Zhang Yi allocated resources and instructed Yang Xinxin to send people to them after she returned.

At this point, the resources on the moon have been allocated, and everyone has received their due reward. The most important thing now is how to transform these resources into power.

The lunar journey has now come to a complete end.

At Zhang Yi's command, the group began their return journey.

As the spaceship started, Zhang Yi sat on the soft, comfortable sofa by the porthole, looking at the dark universe outside and the barren Earth with a determined gaze.

The road ahead is still long and dangerous, but he is ready to lead them to meet all challenges.

The Colombian crew returned to their own spacecraft, which, along with the Dreamer, departed the lunar surface.

Although they were shocked by Zhang Yi's strength, they also knew that the battles to come would be the real test of their fate.

"Let's go," Zhang Yi commanded in a low voice.

The spaceship's engines roared once more, and the ship steadily ascended, carrying a group of warriors ready to meet future challenges, heading towards the unknown depths of interstellar space.

The shadow of the lunar crisis has finally dissipated, but an even greater crisis and mission await them.