After finishing the "hunt," everyone began talking about serious matters.
Oleg didn't have much of a clue about the Stellaron, but he thought Svarog might know something.
During this part, the members of the Express Crew also joked around a bit, chatting about age and the topic of long-lived species.
After that, Nero suggested the idea of calling in the parents for help, but unfortunately, Dan Heng vetoed it.
"So how old is Little Fish, exactly? He says he's not even one year old yet. I definitely don't believe that. What about you guys?" Siberian Duck said.
[Comparing combat power works too: Not even one year old and already this strong? How high must Little Fish's talent be!]
[Dan-heart Eternal: Feels like Little Fish is hiding a huge secret.]
[I Use Pantene: There's too little information right now. Let's wait for an official update.]
[General in the Rain: What if the robot won't cooperate? Little Fish says just call the parents to help directly!]
[Mr. Yang's Cane: Dan Heng! Dan Heng! How could you do this! Mr. Yang has lost his big robot figurine!]
[Muddled Old Master: Little Fish wanted to give Uncle Yang a robot figurine. Little Fish good. Dan Heng made Little Fish give up on that idea. Dan Heng bad.]
[Wind-Type Solo Stan: Break!]
The discussion didn't lead to any conclusion for the time being.
However, the people who had been sent ahead to bring others back had arrived.
The arrogant drifters and the people from the mining team all showed up.
When the arrogant drifters heard that Nero would be making the decision, they were of course dissatisfied, so one of them got forked out immediately.
"Goose goose goose goose goose!" Siberian Duck laughed so hard she was shaking all over. "Someone, fork him out for this official!"
[Dan-heart Eternal: As you command.]
[Aha's Messenger: Mighty~]
[Vanilla Old Master: Clear skies and ice cream!]
Once someone had been forked out, the drifters behaved themselves.
However, the decision Nero made was hard for them to accept, it felt like having their heads pressed down and being forced to eat shit.
So they refused to accept it. They protested.
And so they got beaten up.
"I agree!" Siberian Duck said. "These guys who never do anything good actually dare to object? Little Fish must teach them a lesson! I'm done speaking, who agrees, who objects?"
[Lan: I agree.]
[Aha's Messenger: I object!]
[Pom-Pom: You object? I'll slap you!]
[Aha's Messenger: Aiya! (Rolling as they fly away)]
[Stellaron Baby: Honest question, why can I watch a movie in the barrage section?]
In the following part of the story, Seele charged into battle without hesitation and had a blast fighting.
As for Nero, he decided to arrange a job for these drifters, so he went to find Sampo.
The game footage even deliberately showed the conversation between Nero and Sampo.
"Support! One hundred percent support!" Siberian Duck said. "That's right, make these guys go work, go through reform!"
[Remember to call me when eating: Damn, as expected of Little Fish. He's completely cut off the drifters' escape routes and arranged everything clearly for them.]
[Nero's Sword: That's just how the Little Sword Immortal does things, very reassuring.]
[Aha's Messenger: The level of reassurance from the Little Sword Immortal is just like his soul-soothing leaping chop, heavy, and it makes your heart feel strangely steady.]
Without a doubt, everyone strongly supported sending these drifters for reform.
They had to properly reflect, properly introspect, and when they eventually came out from under Sampo's supervision, they should have good values and morals, be able to tell right from wrong, know what should and shouldn't be done, and aspire to become people who are useful to the Underworld and to Belobog.
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[In the Game]
Now, all the members of the Trailblazing Squad had returned to Boulder Town.
Although, because it was underground, the lower district couldn't observe changes in the sky and wouldn't experience increases or decreases in light due to the movement of a star, at this moment, Boulder Town was still noticeably dimmer than before.
That was because most of the lights used for illumination had already been turned off.
After all, even lighting requires energy, and anything like that should be saved whenever possible.
In addition, regularly turning lights on and off also served as a signal, telling people in the lower district that it was time to rest. Shutting off most of the lights to create a dim environment also made it easier for more people to fall asleep.
Oleg had already contacted the Trailblazing Squad again, so everyone knew where Oleg had arranged for them to stay.
It was in Boulder Town, not far from Natasha's clinic, at a place called the Goethe Grand Hotel.
This familiar name made the Express Crew feel a bit conflicted, but since there was a bed to sleep in, why sleep on the floor? With that thought in mind, the four of them still headed toward the Goethe Grand Hotel.
Before they even reached the hotel entrance, they could already see, from afar, a woman standing outside.
However, the four members of the Trailblazing Squad didn't just assume that she was there specifically to welcome them because the boss of Wildfire had sent word.
After all, in the underground, although there was an intentional effort to let people follow a normal daily routine, in reality, most people had their day and night reversed, or didn't distinguish between them at all.
For example, even now, there were still quite a few people walking around outside. They knew it was already very late, but they just weren't sleepy. There was nothing they could do about it.
Long-term life underground had made them accustomed to sleeping only when they were tired.
Picking up their pace, the four finally arrived at the entrance of the Goethe Grand Hotel.
The person standing at the door saw the four from the Express Crew and spoke up, "Yo, you must be the honored guests Oleg introduced, right? Welcome to the Goethe Grand Hotel."
Stelle frowned slightly, first murmuring "Goethe…" under her breath. Then she turned to look at the building behind the woman, it was neither luxurious nor grand.
Compared to the glittering Goethe Guesthouse in the upper district, this place looked practically like an outhouse… "Grand… hotel?"
Stelle raised an eyebrow, a bit puzzled.
March quickly reached out from behind and tugged on the little gray-haired girl, whispering, "Hey, that's really rude."
But this enthusiastic woman didn't mind at all. Instead, she laughed and said, "Hahaha, it's fine. You're not the first guest to have that reaction.
"Hundreds of years ago, one of the Goethe family's elders started from nothing, firmly believing that he could grow the business bigger and stronger. And later on, he really did it."
"Have you seen that grand Goethe Guesthouse? Strictly speaking, that's actually a branch of our hotel."
March blinked. "…Anyone with dreams is impressive. That's really inspiring."
"I've seen it, yeah, but the difference between you guys is a bit too big…" Stelle said dazedly.
"Hahahaha," the woman laughed. "The resources of the upper district and lower district are still different, after all. But don't worry, our service won't be much worse. If you need anything, just come to me, Gertie."
Nero looked up at Gertie, rubbed his chin. "…Hmm… To be honest, the experience we had at that hotel up above wasn't very good."
Gertie blinked, looked at the young man in front of her, then continued warmly, "No problem, our main hotel and the branch are still different! Oleg told me to take good care of you. Here are the keys, this is the most spacious guest room we have!"
As she spoke, Gertie handed over the keys, giving them to the most reliable-looking one, Dan Heng.