Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1389 Goodbye Rubel

The Yuehua people's weapon shop has an entire street-facing wall made of transparent glass. All the shelves and displays inside are completely unobstructed and can be seen at a glance.

Even the ceiling light strips are the simplest linear white lights, simple and straightforward, illuminating every inch of the interior space like a technology exhibition hall at midday, with absolutely no fancy features.

All the weapons were neatly displayed on the shelves, like neatly arranged fruit in a convenience store.

The only design element is probably the cold-lighting effect below the three characters "Weapon Shop" on the storefront and the icon in front.

Several bald, high-foreheaded, cotton-padded-body Moonflowers were standing in the shop. When they saw customers enter, they greeted them with cold faces.

"Welcome..." The flat greeting paused when the gaze fell upon the Moonbeam weapons tucked into the waistbands of the Noah crew. "All items on display are in ample stock, and there is a trial area in the store. Please feel free to purchase."

As he spoke, he stepped aside a few paces and stood in the corner of the shelf, truly ignoring everyone.

"Tsk! With their service attitude," Antonio couldn't help but complain, "no wonder the store has no business. They might as well use robots."

Along their journey, they passed many shops and noticed that most of the staff were robots, with very few real people in sight.

Antonio had been lamenting that machines were replacing human labor, and discussing with others how easily robots could replace the work of the interstellar people, making life difficult.

Having just enjoyed the rich emotional value provided by two waves of artificial intelligence, the Yuehua people, whose emotional nerves have been cut off, immediately felt dissatisfied again.

Antonio made no attempt to hide anything in his speech.

Anyone else might have been furious. But the people on the Moon, five or six meters away, seemed completely oblivious, not even blinking. This gave the Noah's crew, who were experiencing this at close range for the first time, a concrete understanding of what it's like to have one's emotional nerves severed.

Lin Fan glanced around and realized that the Chinese people in the store had been in the same mood for the past three months. For a moment, he didn't know how to ask about the outcome of the coup.

Did the Hermits lose? Did the power of Moonflower Star ultimately end up in the hands of the Moonflower people?

I was hoping to get closer to them and find a way to answer their questions without revealing my identity, but it seems I'm going to be disappointed again.

As Lin Fan was thinking this, his eyes were drawn to the gun in front of him that was flowing with blue energy.

Moonflower Star's weapons are really good.

There are three rows of shield weapons, and on the other side, there are long tubular compressed particle cannons, as well as various shaped energy guns...

With the thought that since they were already there, everyone dispersed and clicked on the light-sensitive tags below the weapons to examine the information in the pop-up windows.

Some of these weapons were ones Lin Fan had seen before on the Yuehua Star production line, while others were ones he had never seen before.

In fact, Yuehua Qiu Yi was initially included in Cen Fangyuan's list of those to exit the cabin.

Although his mind contained advanced technological knowledge, making him more knowledgeable than Lin Fan and the others, his cotton-padded body was a huge burden—he had to keep his legs moving like wheels of fire to walk quickly, let alone anything else.

Perhaps it is because of the special physical condition of the Yuehua people that they developed so many high-tech weapons in order to make up for their physical deficiencies.

As Lin Fan was looking around, she discussed with Cen Fangyuan whether they needed to replenish their weapons, when she heard someone call her from behind.

"Lin Jian?" The other person seemed unsure, took a few quick steps, and met Lin Fan's gaze as he turned around, exclaiming, "Lin Jian?! Is it really you?!"

Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man with a thick beard who was smiling at him, and felt that he looked somewhat familiar.

"You are……"

"It's me!" The other person's joy was palpable. "Rubelu! Moonflower Star! Rubelu from the dungeon! We've eaten together, gone to bars together..."

He excitedly reached into his pockets, pulled out something, and handed it to Lin Fan.

It was a six-pointed star-shaped badge with a miniature relief of the Noah in the center, and tiny gemstones representing the starry sky inlaid in the blank spaces.

Lin Fan remembered that she had only given out these commemorative badges once. It was during her second entry into the dungeon of Moonflower Star, as tokens for food and as a gift, which she gave to the outcasts of the dungeon.

Ruberu remembered, but that was a child of about ten years old. The middle-aged man in front of her looked to be in his thirties or forties.

Is it because people born in the 19th century age faster? Or is it due to the time difference?

Looking at the badge again, the originally bright silver material had turned dull and black, like Tibetan silver. It seems that they have been away from Moonflower Star for much longer than they recorded.

Ruberu wiped the badge apologetically, explaining, "Sorry, sorry! It's not dirty, it's just oxidized from sweat because I handle it so often. I've tried many ways to clean it, but..."

Seeing that Lu Beilu was anxious and angry, his face flushed red as if he was about to cry, Lin Fan held his hand.

“Rubelu,” she called softly with a smile, “I remember we made a promise…”

"Yes, yes, yes." Rubel grinned, as if he had returned to the innocence of his youth. "We really have reunited in interstellar space! Although I have always looked forward to this day and worked hard towards it, but... but I..."

Rubel's expectations, like the marks of time, have faded with each passing year.

He had been trying his best and remembered their promise, but... so many years had passed, and they hadn't received a single word from the Noah...

Therefore, the Venerable One is...

No one has ever said it aloud, even though everyone has the answer in their hearts. It's as if the outcome won't be settled unless it's said.

He came to the interstellar space, and occasionally dreamed of that past, but his memories slowly became blurred. Until today, everything that had been blurred suddenly came back to life before his eyes!

The Lin ship from the Noah, are they still alive?!

Is that so? Is that so...?

"The Venerable One?" Rubel's eyes were filled with hope, yet he was so nervous that he dared not even breathe.

"He's fine." Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man, whose enthusiasm still burned like a teenager's, and patted his hand reassuringly. "We safely returned him to his home planet..."

"I also solved a major problem for his home planet, allowing him to continue his cultivation smoothly in the future. He can live for another thousand or eight hundred years without any problem. Hey! Rubelu," Antonio walked over and gave Rubelu a big bear hug, making Rubelu take two steps back. "Do you remember me?"

"I remember, I remember." Rubel felt tears welling up in her eyes as she hugged Antonio back. "Antoni, you and Lin Jian haven't changed much."

“That’s true.” Antonio patted Rubel’s back forcefully, then moved slightly apart to examine Rubel’s face closely. “But you, how come you’ve gotten so old?”

"Ahem!" Jin Sichen coughed lightly. This dim-witted guy!

Rubelu didn't care at all and replied with a laugh, "How can I not get old? After all, more than twenty years have passed."

Even though the Noah crew had some guesses, they were still taken aback when they learned that time on Moonflower Star had doubled.

This makes me think of Lanxing. What about time on Lanxing? Is it still the same as theirs? Or has it sped up? Or slowed down?

"Looks like you're doing pretty well these days." Antonio glanced at the other bald, wooden-headed guys. "So, did you guys successfully counterattack the ground?"

The Moon People, who hadn't reacted until now, couldn't help but turn around and stare expressionlessly at the completely oblivious red-haired guy.

"I guess you could call it a success?" Rubel smiled. "It's a long story, let's go inside and sit down to discuss it in detail."

Following Rubel's directions, everyone went to a room that resembled a conference room and took their seats.

Rubelu brought out many things to serve, greeted everyone with a smile, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, he was the first to speak.

"If possible, I would like to know more about His Holiness's situation. Why haven't we received news that he returned home safely? Did something go wrong?"