"...I want to visit the homeland of the Si Ming Ancestor."

In the office, upon hearing Wei Fan's words, Qin Zhendong and Lin Ziming both displayed a slightly peculiar expression on their faces.

To be honest.

In fact, the organization had considered the possibility of Wei Mansion making such a request a long time ago.

After all, with the increasing interactions between Wei Mansion and the mainland, such a demand was almost inevitable.

It was only a matter of whether it would be raised by Wei Fan or the Patriarch Wei.

It was precisely because of this consideration.

Wei Siming's younger brother, Wei Siyuan, was dispatched to the Damo Realm early on, and has been found to have decent three spiritual roots. He is currently responsible for the population statistics in Sheepback City.

According to the original plan of the command center, Wei Siyuan's identity would be revealed to the people of Wei Mansion at an appropriate time.

But later, Wei Siyuan showed a strong opposition to enjoying the privileges that would come with his identity being exposed, so the organization indefinitely shelved this idea.

Therefore, Wei Fan does not know that he has actually already met and even spoken to his ancestor's younger brother.

So objectively speaking, Wei Fan's request is not really unreasonable, and even came a bit later than the command center had expected.

After all, tracing back to one's roots is an instinct etched in the bloodline of every Huaxia person...

But instinct aside, the matter of the Wei Family is honestly something that can't be reasoned through with common logic.

You all can imagine:

A fifty-something Father Wei and Mother Wei are farming in the field, when from afar, a few white-bearded old men like Gandalf arrive flying on swords, kneel upon meeting them, and then tell them they are their great-great-great-grandsons...

This scene is just too sanity-draining, isn't it!

Even in the core layer, a place full of intellectuals, it's hard to make decisions easily when it comes to issues concerning logic and ethics.

Because this matter requires considering the emotions and wishes of Father Wei and Mother Wei, and no one can say for sure whether they can accept such shocking news after losing their eldest son for over a decade.

Perhaps noticing the odd and conflicted expressions on Qin Zhendong and Lin Ziming's faces.

Wei Fan pondered for a while, quickly realized the crux of the matter, and promptly added:

"Mr. Qin, perhaps I might have expressed myself incorrectly.

What I mean is... it's sufficient if I just go visit those two elders on my own.

There is no need to reveal my identity, and the existence of the Wei Family can also be kept confidential for now.

Additionally, if there's a chance, could we relocate the Si Ming Ancestor's tomb back to the mainland?

After all, it's also one of his last wishes..."

Upon hearing Wei Fan mention Wei Siming, Qin Zhendong's expression turned serious.

He thought it over carefully, then finally said:

"Clan Leader Wei, I will truthfully report the last wishes of Comrade Wei Siming to the core layer—this is something I can promise you, ensuring that our comrades' wishes to return home are fulfilled.

However, the specific process and the location after the relocation can't be solved immediately; the entire process requires some time, so we must wait for the higher-ups to discuss and come up with a plan.

As for your proposed visit to the parents of Comrade Wei Siming...

Qin Zhendong hesitated for a few seconds before making up his mind and said:

"I will do my best to facilitate this matter. When the time comes, we'll set the way forward based on the situation, perhaps going to visit Comrade Wei Siming's home in the form of a routine comfort visit.

In any case, Clan Leader Wei, you just need to wait for the notification; I'll get back to you within three days."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ziming discreetly gave Wei Fan a subtle signal, reassuring him.

Although Qin Zhendong said "do my best," it was just the customary rigor of people in the system.

A big shot of his level saying this basically amounted to a guarantee, with very high credibility.

Subsequently, Qin Zhendong and Wei Fan exchanged some other matters, thus concluding their first meeting.

There was still no press conference, no lavish banquet.

Only a pack of Little Panda cigarettes gifted by Qin Zhendong.

After leaving this office.

Lin Ziming and Wei Fan were taken to an open area in the construction site and left the enclosed site via a 'cargo truck.'

This cargo truck looked like an ordinary van from the outside but had several service personnel accompanying inside.

The Wuling Hongguang, huh, fitting seven or eight people inside is not something new.

These service personnel are responsible for the entire journey of Lin Ziming and Wei Fan until they reach the cultivation base.

According to the arrangement of the main camp.

They would depart from Modu to Bai Xia, fly from there using a special plane via a secret transfer station, and finally arrive at the largest cultivation base.

And inevitably, this process would pass through the city area of Modu.

Thus, as soon as the vehicle left the construction site, Wei Fan was greeted with a scene he had never witnessed in his life:

The vehicle was driving on a wide asphalt concrete road, and although it was a one-way lane, the width was at least over twenty meters.

At this moment, various types of vehicles were traversing this road, which was even wider than the Chixian City Lord's Road.

Lin Ziming, beside him, was enthusiastically making introductions, after all, since going to the Damo Realm, this was his first time back in the city area of Modu:

"Clan Leader Wei, that luxury car with a three-pointed star inside a circle is a Mercedes-Benz.

The trapezoid split into four parts over there is Roewe, the green plate means it's a new energy vehicle, usually driven by ride-share drivers.

Hmm? Seems like there's been an accident ahead.

Oh, a T? Then no problem...."

As Lin Ziming continued his introduction, Wei Fan's gaze kept expanding outward.

At this moment, the vehicle took a turn and came near an intersection.

On the streets flanking the road, there were rows of modern buildings, including clothing stores, snack shops, milk tea shops, Zheng Yuan Yuan Foot Care Rooms, and so on...

At the edge of his view, several towering skyscrapers reached into the clouds.

Further, on the pedestrian paths where the buildings met the road, numerous pedestrians wandered and lingered, creating a lively scene.

These passersby were of different genders and ages; some were clad in thick winter clothing, while others disregarded the cold and bared their legs.

Yet regardless of their gender, age, or attire differences, they all shared one common trait—they all appeared very healthy.

Though some might look distressed or worn out due to work pressure or life's setbacks, looking somewhat numb or lacking vigor,

their figures and complexions were nonetheless normal.

Unlike the commoners in the Damo Realm who looked emaciated, with sallow skin, leaning weakly against walls, lifeless.

It was evident that, in terms of living conditions, these people were unlikely to suffer from a lack of food or clothing.

Watching the scenes unfolds before him, Wei Fan was overwhelmed and couldn't help but murmur softly:

"Is this... the prosperous age Si Ming Ancestor mentioned?"

Lin Ziming, hearing this, gently glanced at him and sighed slightly before saying:

"Prosperity? That depends on the person.

To those who once went through hardships, nowadays it's undoubtedly a prosperous age, a dream-like paradise.

But for those born in peaceful times, everyone's judgment differs."

Curious, Wei Fan glanced at him, and asked:

"So Colonel Lin, what do you think? Do you consider the present mainland a prosperous age?"

After contemplating for a while, Lin Ziming said:

"A prosperous age... well, I think it is, but I believe it's only the dawn of prosperity, far from perfect.

We've only tackled the basic issues of food and clothing, yet there are still this and those shortcomings or even problems.

Honestly, there are things that even someone like me finds infuriating.

But such pests encountered while trekking mountains, though troublesome and bleeding some, can eventually be removed.

The truly deadly obstacle on the journey is not the pests, but the possibility of taking the wrong path, ending up at a cliff when originally intending to climb a mountain, and then it's over.

Fortunately, at present, the direction of our journey is correct, and that's sufficient.

Of course.

Clan Leader Wei, you've just arrived on the mainland, and relying solely on my words isn't enough; you have to witness it yourself.

However, I must say... you're quite lucky."

Wei Fan blinked:

"Colonel Lin, why do you say I'm lucky?"

"Because... you're about to meet the most adorable, most respectable group of individuals."

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