What Xue Dili didn't expect was that after the old Undead left, he indeed returned to his own world with his phone and power bank.

At this moment, his body, which was no longer physical and only consisted of armor, seemed to reveal a smile like a "flawless plan."

"Hehe, now I have the coordinates of that world. As long as we perfect the cross-world Teleportation Gate and can stably open it to this world, then I can meet Xue in real life! Hahaha, this is the extraordinary wisdom of an old man like me!" In the world, this Guardian let out a strange laugh, "Kekeke."

"With my extraordinary wisdom, future grandsons of the Balak Family will also have the genes of Light!"

The World Consciousness of that world, drowsy and disoriented, opened its eyes, found nothing amiss, just a magical tool from another world returned, and turned its head to continue sleeping.

"Alola, Alola, see what grandpa brought back as a treasure..."

...

Xue Dili never thought he and Old Deng were so in sync, with Old Deng playing mind games with him.

Now he simply appreciated the newfound peace, without the usual urging from Old Deng about marriage, and how different it was from before. Thus, his lifelong education hadn't been entirely wasted; the old man had learned to be considerate of others, and the path would never stop.

"Oi!" Cowherd Howard waved at Xue Dili from afar.

Here, it was actually much quieter. Just now, Odysseus had come by and discussed with Howard their plans for the future.

It was only now they learned Howard wasn't American but Turkish, with his father only immigrating to America in this generation as a recruited scientist.

So many of the Ancient Greeks' first destination was Turkey, and even on the map, they were amazed to find that Turkey was indeed the "Troy City" of Greece.

Now Greece was long separated from Troy, with Greece covering the original regions of Attica, Athens, and Sparta, but many city-states had been divided into other countries.

Their first aim was to return to their hometown and see how it had developed over three thousand years.

Just that heroes from Troy might feel sorrow because Turkey was still mired in the swamps of war, as it was three thousand years ago, and it remained so three thousand years later.

However, perhaps after this apocalyptic event, there might be a ceasefire there.

One by one, the heroes dashed into the sea, intending to swim across the Atlantic back to Greece.

Swimming across the sea was no big deal to them, something they used to do often, even participating in an Ancient Olympus swimming race around the Aegean Sea.

Now, only Cowherd Howard and Old Mystic Scholar Austin were left, watching the Greek heroes wanting to swim back to Greece across the Atlantic, silently praying in their hearts: "Hope they'll be alright."

Even in the worst-case scenario, where they might cramp up in the Atlantic, there was a makeshift boat with fake armor, which would be a small lifeboat when laid on the sea surface. It would then be a young boy's magical drift, not dying for sure, just depending on how much hardship they'd face.

"Mr. Xue Dili, I have to leave now too." Cowherd Howard said, no longer with the previous strained expression, but full of spirit, holding a group photo in his hand, taken just now.

"So, any plans for the future?" Xue Dili casually asked.

"I'll return to Harvard University, as I am still a professor of paleontology there, but I'll write about this experience and share it in this world, as I was once a member of the Savior team." This Cowherd shyly scratched his head.

He indeed felt fortunate that when he was incognito at the Cowherd Shop, he saw a message from Old Austin, debated for a long time before deciding to respond, which led him to meeting Austin, Odysseus, and the three old men of craftsmanship.

They came here together to witness the grand and glorious event.

When he grows old, perhaps he could boast to his children and grandchildren about his glorious past, being part of the Savior team.

Even though he never got to board the ship in the end.

"I should start a family too, so I can talk to my kids and grandkids about my stories, right, didn't those Mystic Scholars kill my ex-wife? Oh! Yeah!"

"For my next wife, I want to find an Oriental girl, one who is good at managing the household, unlike my ex-wife who wanted to take half of my Mystic technique after the divorce. Oh, and speaking of Odysseus's ancestors, I have to find a way to secretly help them. Even if I'm not in the open, I want to bring in some old friends to support them with logistics. I'll first return to Harvard, goodbye!"

Howard waved the scarf in his hand, seemingly a keepsake left by Odysseus for his descendant.

Xue Dili: "..."

Maybe you shouldn't look for an Oriental girl... what you see on TV isn't real, and once you walk into the reality of a membership-only restaurant, you'd just show more awkward expressions.

With your conditions, you might be better off joining your ancestors to combat evil, perhaps even end up connecting with a distant young female relative from a thousand years ago and get married under the witness of your ancestors. At least then, if emotions run into problems, your ancestors can back you up.

Yet, the Cowherd vanished in an instant, leaving no trace; who knows why he got so excited.

Old Mystic Scholar Austin just shrugged: "Howard has always been like this, a bit like a husky; that's why when I came into this world, I trusted him to contact him, knowing he wasn't complicated."

"Oh," Xue Dili understood, meaning a bit dense, huh?

"What are your plans?" Xue Dili finally asked.

Now, the old Mystic Scholar didn't have to die, able to solidify his soul using Fantasy Materialization, just like his old Greek friends.

"Me?" Austin scratched his head, saying, "I guess I'll go back to Boston University. I'll focus on studying the 'Evil Spirit Summoning' technique, to see if I can perfect it into 'Summoning of Heroic Spirits' under the existing technique."

Xue Dili: "..."

And when the summoning technique leaks, people from all over the world will summon Heroic Spirits, starting a cup war, right?

"Anyway, I've fulfilled my dream, and from now on, I'll fully immerse myself in research." He said.

"Then I might open a 'Magic Academy' in the future, interested in being a teacher? Or a librarian?" Xue Dili asked.

Though he had always entertained this idea, it was Old Green's final dream, perhaps with a bit of influence from the Great Sage, Xue Dili thought there was nothing wrong with starting a Magic School.

At that time, he would become Dumbledore and then find a talking owl. A hapless boy fond of his senior sister would enroll and travel the world with his senior brother...

Wait, I got sidetracked...

"Of course, I'd be delighted." Old Austin smiled as he also left, ready to return to Boston University.

Xue Dili waved his hand. Finally, everyone was sent off. Subsequently, he turned his head and saw the last woman.

"Are you done?" Aunt looked at this child who seemed to exist only in her memories from a thousand years ago.

But over the millennia, her recollection had blurred.

Time is truly the deadliest poison. At this moment, Xue Dili couldn't recognize this as the Ancient Greek woman, that deranged person from before. Now she exuded a sense of the decay and tranquility that comes with immortality—detached, rational, and emotionally restrained.

It was as if just standing here, she might inadvertently fall asleep, only to awaken years later.

After thousands of years, she had completely transformed into another form.

Even to Xue Dili, she had entirely become another person.

Especially after he accepted the memories of this world's "Doctor Xue Dili," he couldn't recognize which witch this might be, and a faint sense of kinship seemed to emerge.

For Xue Dili, only a little more than a month had passed, but for her, she had wandered this world for thousands of years, continuously erasing the effects of the Divine Era.

But now she didn't need to handle that work anymore, as the 33 Greek heroes would perfectly take care of it. After all, she was just a witch capable of using "Fake Curse Blood," with true combat power still far inferior to those famed Greek heroes.

Looking closely, Xue Dili noticed that her hair was completely white, except for a hint of black-gold at the tips. Her hair had turned almost entirely gray, and her pupils were very clouded.

Perhaps until now, he was the only Divine Era creature left in the entire world.

Time, truly the deadliest poison.

"Would the family mind having a granny who could help you babysit the grandchildren in the future?" The witch lit a cigarette, "Perhaps one more pair of chopsticks for meals."

"I..." Xue Dili wanted to speak, but that sense of kinship from deep in his mind silenced him.

He shook his head, realizing he was still influenced. After all, he was an ordinary person, perhaps not much different from others, just having experienced a bit more.

"What should I call you from now on?"

"Call me Aunt still, I'm used to it." She took two puffs, watching the slowly descending sunset, "Oh, I have a new name, Xue Sesi, which I've used for several centuries."

"Alright, Aunt."

Xue Dili scratched his head.

And finally, this world's wife...

Xue Dili smiled, facing everything openly: "Sorry for disturbing your original life, you probably know he's me, but I'm not him, and I don't really understand him, the one in this world."

"Hmm..." But the tea-haired girl's pupils dimmed instantly.

She actually wanted to say she was willing to go back, but in the end, she didn't have the courage. She wasn't without ties in this world; she still had family and friends.

Xue Dili knew that even if she went back, the most likely outcome would just be assimilation into the "self" of the Main World, just like when Xue Dili arrived in this world and automatically merged with this world's self.

Perhaps to her, merging with the original and dying weren't much different.

So forgive him, this is the last time.

The white mask turned into a wanderer's cowboy hat, and Xue Dili pressed down the brim of his hat. Under the setting sun, Xue Dili played the harmonica, heading towards the direction of the setting sun, with Aunt following behind.

The light of the sunset reflected on the water, and she realized that person did not belong to her, just like the sunset in the water didn't belong to the sky. The wanderer-like man didn't need an encumbrance, nor would he develop feelings of that nature.

Because his love was for all humanity.

...

The young lady got up from the beach, but suddenly she saw a boy in the distance, wearing glasses and deep in thought, walking back slowly from the sunset.

"You..." She looked at this "22-year-old Xue Dili," now dressed in a lab coat, wearing thick glasses, identical to the doctor in her memory, and not like a wanderer.

"Let's go, let's go home." The doctor wiped his glasses and looked back towards the direction of the sunset, nodding to its edge, putting his hands into the pockets of his lab coat, and walked slowly.

They were all the same entity, inherently indistinguishable from each other, but at this moment, Xue Dili smiled as he looked at the sunset.

It turned out I had always persisted in my childhood dream.

"Farewell."

With the setting sun, the girl and boy walked side by side on the beach, their shadows stretching long.

In the orange-red sunset, the girl put her hand into the boy's lab coat, and their shadows drew close together.

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