Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

In the next three days, the residents of the city were very excited to see Cheng Mo return to his original form. The uneasiness caused by the news that there was an external threat in this world gradually dissipated. In their hearts, as long as Cheng Mo was there, there was nothing to be afraid of! After all, Cheng Mo was the messenger of the Beast God!

On the first day, Cheng Lingqu put all his belongings in order, then ran out to find his friends and gave away all the things he could. His friends were very confused by his sudden generosity and didn't understand why he became so generous.

The next day, Cheng Lingqu found Xiong Bo, followed him closely, and repeatedly reminded him: "Grandpa High Priest, you must take good care of yourself in the future! Live a good life, eat well, and supervise my father and make him eat on time!" Xiong Bo sensed a hint of uneasiness from Cheng Lingqu's words, but no matter how he asked, Cheng Lingqu said that he was fine.

On the third day, Cheng Lingqu didn't even go to school, but followed Cheng Mo around, in and out. Cheng Mo seemed to have acquiesced to his behavior and did not stop him.

As night fell, a bright moon hung high in the sky, casting its silver light on the earth. Cheng Mo held Cheng Lingqu in his arms and sat in his yard. The gentle breeze gently brushed across their faces, bringing a touch of coolness and tranquility.

As usual, Cheng Mo told Cheng Lingqu one story after another. Cheng Lingqu snuggled quietly in his arms, listening attentively.

Just when the story reached its climax, Xing Heng appeared in the yard without warning. His appearance broke the tranquility of the night and interrupted the rhythm of Cheng Mo's storytelling. Cheng Mo's voice stopped abruptly, but he quickly regained his composure. He slowly stood up, hugged Cheng Lingqu tightly in his arms and asked, "Is it time?"

Xing Heng nodded silently. Cheng Lingqu held back his tears and tried not to cry out loud, but in the end, the tears still rushed out like a flood. He choked and said, "Dad, I'm leaving... You have to take good care of yourself..."

Cheng Mo gently stroked Cheng Lingqu's hair, his eyes full of love and reluctance. He stood up and gently pushed Cheng Lingqu to Xing Heng's side. Xing Heng silently held Cheng Lingqu's hand without saying anything. The figures of the two gradually became blurred, as if covered by a layer of gauze, and gradually walked away.

Cheng Mo stood quietly in the courtyard, motionless like a sculpture, as time passed. Finally, a faint, almost imperceptible cry came from the courtyard...

On the fourth day, Cheng Mohuan found that the people around her seemed to have forgotten the departure of Cheng Lingqu and Banmu. They were like they had never appeared in this world and were forgotten by everyone. Everyone still lived their lives as usual, going to school and work as usual. Only occasionally someone would suddenly remember that the teacher of cultural courses should be a child, but when they saw Xiong Bo working hard on the stage, they felt that their previous idea was really a fantasy.

*

It is said that time can heal all wounds and pains. However, for Cheng Mo, although he does not seem to be too sad on the surface, his heart has already been eroded by endless sorrow.

He still worked as the mayor of the city, and went to work every day. However, this time, no one would come to greet him when he got off work; no one would talk about the day's experience at the dinner table; no one would hold him to sleep...

Cheng Mo tried hard to control himself from thinking about these things. He worked twice as hard, relying on the fatigue of work to numb himself. However, every time when it was late at night and there was silence around him, his eyes would always involuntarily look towards the empty courtyard...

*

A year has passed, and the City of Enlightenment has become the center of the entire continent. The orcs are proud to live in the City of Enlightenment.

City Lord's Office——

Duoduo walked into the room and gently placed a plan in his hand on Cheng Mo's desk. He smiled and reported to Cheng Mo, "Lord City Lord, we have contacted the chiefs of other tribes, and a new trading point will be set up here. The hotel you arranged to build has also been completed, and you will be required to attend the opening ceremony in person."

Cheng Mo picked up the plan and read it carefully. After reading it, he looked up and said to Duoduo: "Very good, you did a great job. Let's proceed according to the plan."

After getting Cheng Mo's affirmation, Duoduo showed a happy smile on his face. He bowed slightly to Cheng Mo, then turned and left the room to continue his own business.

Cheng Mo sighed softly as he watched Duoduo walk away. Over the past year, he had devoted all his efforts to building roads, expanding territory, and searching for resources. However, some tribes that had originally cooperated with him misunderstood his intentions, thinking that he could no longer suppress his ambition to become the king of the orcs, and some tribes that were dissatisfied began to make small moves.

But Cheng Mo's mind was all on development, and he didn't care about those people's little tricks. However, if they dared to go too far, Cheng Mo would not show mercy and would not mind using the method of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys to warn them. The strange thing was that although those tribes always liked to jump out and make trouble, they just wanted to get more benefits from Cheng Mo at most, and they would never dare to try other excessive things. Therefore, Cheng Mo never had the opportunity to use the strategy of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.

“Knock, knock, knock.” There was a knock on the door. Cheng Mo came back to his senses and shouted, “Come in!”

As soon as Xiongwu entered the room, he rushed directly to Cheng Mo and shouted loudly: "Lord City Lord! I heard that you plan to arrange Hen Yi to protect the safety of the trade market? His injuries have just healed not long ago, how can you let him do such a thing! Otherwise, let me go instead, I am definitely more reliable than that guy!"

Cheng Mo helplessly watched Xiongwu constantly complaining in front of him, secretly sighing in his heart, these two guys are really something! I don’t know if it’s because of their horoscopes, but the two of them would quarrel whenever they got together, and there was no moment of silence.

Cheng Mo silently picked up two balls of cotton from the side and stuffed them into his ears with skillful movements. It was obvious that he was used to the ferocious crow's behavior.

Xiong Wu vented his dissatisfaction and complaints towards Hen Yi to his heart's content. However, when he finally stopped talking, he was surprised to find that Cheng Mo was concentrating on handling the matters at hand with his head down, completely ignoring what he had just said.

Xiongwu couldn't help but slammed the table hard, raised his voice and asked: "Lord City Lord! Were you listening to me just now?"

Cheng Mo raised his head expressionlessly, slowly removed the two balls of cotton stuffed in his ears, and then replied nonchalantly, "I didn't hear it."

Xiongwu lay on Cheng Mo's desk like a scoundrel and said, "I don't care! You are not allowed to let Hen Yi do anything. Let him rest at home!"