Demon Lord 3

I know he wants to live in isolation from the world, and I promised him that I would send him home after the mission is completed. Later, we also discussed carefully how long it would take for us to return to the small world if we work hard here. In the end, it would take at most half a year. No matter what, my father would train us well, and then send us to the small world to live slowly. We will definitely have to go through a lot of ups and downs, but the first world will lead us to the small world where Wu Luansen is. There, he can complete those tasks, leave it in his own place, and live a good life for a while. We will experience other small worlds and then leave everyone in our own world. We will not contact each other for the time being. Later, we will continue to launch new tasks and carry out meaningful joint actions. Wu Luansen was very happy to think that he might see his wife and children soon. He might even cry for joy, but I told him to stay well. He worked tirelessly here. After all, we were modern people, so we did a fantastic job over there, shocking everyone. We also had so many little inventions and creations that they immediately praised us to the skies, saying we were smart, capable, hardworking, and skilled. While these words pleased me, I knew they were just flattering, hoping to gain some advantage. I didn't expose them. After all, what they said wasn't wrong. Everyone does that. If someone could benefit us, we'd definitely give them a professional compliment. But ultimately, we still think they're good. We'd deliberately praise them if we genuinely believe they have some strengths. I wouldn't be able to praise someone who has absolutely no strengths or who I find distasteful. Wu Luansen wanted to go home; he'd been thinking about it for a long time. I wanted to support him, but I hadn't found a good reason. Knowing I was going back this time, I was excited for a long time. I worked incredibly hard there, hoping to get back soon. The tasks my father assigned him were all very good. After all, it was only natural that he would see his wife and children first when he returned. He just needed to do more work. My father was quite shrewd, and we were perfectly matched here. Everyone thought of us while working over there, but they also toiled hard, believing we must be having a hard time here, too. It was true that my father's calculations were correct, and he had our future plans all mapped out. But were we sure we could win? Aren't these calculations just superficial, arrangements for us? What would we do if things got out of his control? Would we start judging ourselves? Do we still have what it takes? Speaking of going home, I also began to miss home. Maybe my home is not here at all, nor is it the so-called spiritual world. It may be the big world, or some other place. I don’t know where my home is. Maybe it’s because I haven’t seen my relatives for a long time. I may miss them a little bit, my mother, grandfather, grandmother, and my sister whom I have never met. There must be more of my relatives there waiting for me slowly. In addition to being able to see my father every day now, I miss them very much most of the time. Although my sister has never met me, she often appears in my dreams, slowly enlightening me and teaching me, so that I can live well here. I want to live my life to the fullest, so that one day I can stand in the big world and stand with her to resist foreign enemies. I used to think my sister was a love-brained person, but later I realized that wasn't the case. I always thought my brother-in-law treated her badly, but I didn't expect that slowly I also think that my brother-in-law has his own qualities that we can appreciate. My brother-in-law is a bit selfish after all. He feels that he has no results when he does things, so he can only complain about everything every day, or he doesn't want to make progress. My sister has argued with him many times because of this. Later, after having a child, she began to become depressed. I have had good grades in these past few lives and have done better than her, so my sister has no place to use her skills. Yes, one day we will all return home, sooner or later, more or less, closer or slower, or sometimes we will miss each other often. On the road of missing each other, we walk further and further away, and we also get closer and closer to home. I shouted to the distance, saying I want to go home, but there was no answer, only an echo.