Qing Lan had not lied. After leaving the Purple Heaven Palace in the Outer Heavens, he returned to the Time and Space Supervision Department and did not slack off at all.
He finished all the accumulated work and was planning to have a good rest.
But the alarm bell within the department rang, a total of nine times.
He was startled, because the number of bell rings represented the level of the alert.
In order to better supervise all worlds, Hongjun had placed three magical treasures in the Time and Space Supervision Department when he established it. One was called the Eight-Level Bell.
Another was called the Qiankun Mirror, and the last was the Time and Space Gate.
These three magical treasures were a set and shared information.
In fact, their core was the Heavenly Dao Disk, which was equivalent to the main computer.
The Heavenly Dao Disk, guided by the Heavenly Dao, monitored the operation of all worlds.
As long as the operation of a certain world deviated from the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao Disk would detect it and activate the Eight-Level Bell in the Supervision Department to warn them.
It was to remind the members of the Supervision Department to deal with it as soon as possible.
The number of bell rings represented the level.
And nine bell rings meant the highest level.
It was so serious that it was not just one world that was being destroyed, but potentially the entire universe.
The Qiankun Mirror was equivalent to the Heavenly Dao Disk's screen.
It was just a wall in the Supervision Department, without any light spots.
It only displayed textual descriptions of the problematic worlds.
And the Time and Space Gate was the means of transportation to enter the problematic worlds.
It was responsible for sending those sent on missions by the Supervision Department to the corresponding worlds.
With the Eight-Level Bell ringing nine times, Qing Lan dared not delay.
When he arrived in front of the Qiankun Mirror, he saw at the very top, four large characters flashing: Severe Alert. After reading the description below, Qing Lan became worried.
After a few minutes of contemplation, he broke through space and time to find Ming Yue.
"That's right, it's your mother.
To be precise, it's the mother of the original owner of this world.
If it were about fighting, killing monsters, or vanquishing demons, I wouldn't have come to you. It's just that your mother's issue is an emotional one, which I don't understand."
Qing Lan's voice grew softer and softer.
He suddenly realized that he was out of his depth.
He had lived for tens of millions of years since the time of chaos.
He had always avoided romantic entanglements and had never been in a relationship.
He truly couldn't handle this matter.
"Anyway, I've already notified you. You are the Supervisor.
This mission also concerns you, so you have to handle it."
Qing Lan suddenly shouted loudly, trying to cover up his nervousness.
Then he tore through the void and disappeared as if fleeing.
He left Ming Yue and Ji Shiyou looking at each other in bewilderment.
"It seems I really have to resolve this mission myself.
I need to go back to Tian Long Star twenty-five years ago and help my father win my mother back."
After a long time, Ming Yue finally sorted out the whole matter.
She said with some helplessness, thinking to herself, what kind of situation is this?
However, she had to go. Although that was the mother of the original owner of this world, if she had fallen for someone else and not married He Si, then the original owner would not have existed later, and her soul from the Great Wilderness would have had no place to reside, dissipating into the wind.
And then there would be no future. Even if Ji Shiyou had gone through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation for a hundred thousand years, he would still not have found her. Therefore, she had to intervene.
"Fortune is what leans on misfortune, and misfortune is what hides fortune.
It might not be a bad thing. Are there still openings for Supervisors in the Time and Space Supervision Department?
Give me one, and I'll go with you."
Ji Shiyou looked at Ming Yue, raising an eyebrow with a hidden meaning.
Ming Yue understood instantly and smiled. With a thought, the Heavenly Dao Disk flashed, and Ji Shiyou's identity as a Supervisor was recorded.
"Dad, how have you been these past few days?"
Ming Yue didn't set off immediately. Instead, she went to find He Si first.
She knew nothing about the love story of He Si and his wife, so she wanted to understand the original version first.
This way, she would be prepared when she went there.
"Ming Yue, why have you come to see me?
I'm doing quite well. Everyone knows you're my daughter, and they take good care of me.
See, they've even set aside a separate room for me.
You're so busy, you don't need to worry about me."
Seeing his daughter come to see him, He Si looked surprised.
Then he smiled heartily and pulled her to sit on the bed.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I've been busy these past few days and neglected you."
Looking at He Si's happy expression upon seeing her, and his silver hair, Ming Yue felt an inexplicable pang of sadness. She felt she had been too remiss.
Whether at the Yunmeng Mountain base or upon her return, she had not paid deliberate attention to He Si. Even though her father was right beside her, she had never actively initiated a conversation with him.
She had always been busy, neglecting her closest kin.
He Si was just an ordinary person without special abilities. In this post-apocalyptic world, although he had everyone's help, it must have been difficult. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had white hair before the age of fifty.
But He Si had never complained to her, perhaps because he didn't want to trouble his daughter.
Originally, Ming Yue had intended to directly ask He Si about his love story.
But now, seeing the look in He Si's eyes as he looked at her like a treasure, she couldn't bring herself to ask.
"You are my daughter, there's nothing to apologize for.
Dad knows you're busy. Those are matters of life and death for everyone.
For such a long time, whether at Yunmeng Mountain or here, Dad has been proud of you. My daughter is amazing.
It's just that when you were missing, Dad's heart ached terribly.
But Dad knew you were fine because a few months before the apocalypse began, Dad also felt pain, and you were fine then, weren't you?
I'm an ordinary person, and I'm getting old. I can't help you much.
All I can do is not be a burden and not cause you trouble.
Just being able to see you every day is enough for me.
But Dad still has something to say: Daughter, don't be too tired!
I know that in everyone's hearts, you are their hope for survival, their backbone.
But in Dad's eyes, you are just my daughter, a fragile girl.
These things shouldn't be weighing on you. Dad feels sorry for you."
He Si rambled on, holding Ming Yue's hand.
His eyes held a benevolent glow, and he spoke endlessly.
"Dad!"
Ming Yue threw herself into He Si's arms and burst into tears.
This was what parents were like. Others only cared if you flew high.
Only parents cared if you were tired.
She had always borne her burdens alone, not wanting to trouble her children. Even though He Si spoke lightly, Ming Yue could guess how tormented he must have been after her self-detonation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had white hair and looked so aged at just over forty.
"Good child, don't cry.
It's just that Dad is old and likes to nag.
Dad won't talk anymore. Whatever you do, Dad will support you."
Seeing Ming Yue cry, He Si patted her back and said with a hint of guilt.
"Dad, you're not old!
Drink this, and we'll both turn back into young men.
Wear this safety rope.
Don't take it off. It can protect you."
Ming Yue finished crying and reluctantly pulled away from the warm embrace.
She took out a bottle of Water of Life and handed it over.
Then, using the forbidden profound meaning of the Creation Red Silk, she condensed a red rope.
"No need. You keep it for yourself.
Your mother has been dead for so many years, who would I show my youthful looks to?"
He Si, like fathers all over the world, refused repeatedly, wanting to give all the good things to his children.
Ming Yue naturally wouldn't agree. Without further ado, she tied the red rope to He Si's wrist.
Then she gave He Si two drops of the Water of Life.
She stuffed the rest into his pocket for emergencies.
"Dad, how did you and Mom get together?"
Looking at He Si, who had become younger after drinking the Water of Life but still looked ordinary, Ming Yue asked curiously.