Chapter 96 Going Home
After walking and stopping for nearly a month, the scenery before him finally made Wang Yu feel slightly familiar.

Bo City has arrived
The reason why he felt slightly familiar was that the current Bo City was very different from the one in his memory.

This southern town that was once severely damaged has been rebuilt, but everything looks different and different.

The city's layout and architecture have been largely restored to their original appearance, but the newly built houses, bridges, and roads are brand new and neat, lacking the original traces of time, forming a sharp contrast with the remaining old buildings.

Some of the ruins that have not yet been restored quietly tell the story of the tragedy of the past disasters and remind people of that unforgettable tragic history.

Although the newly planted trees and flowers are full of vitality, they have not yet grown into a lush state. Together with the surrounding open spaces that have yet to be regreened, they form a mottled green puzzle, which is thought-provoking.

The streets are not densely populated. The once bustling market seems empty and quiet because so many people have left. There are few vendors and only two or three pedestrians. It lacks the hustle and bustle of the past.

Most of the rebuilt shops have either not reopened or are doing very poorly, and only a few shops supplying basic necessities remain in business.

The park that Wang Yu used to like to go to is now even more deserted. The children's play facilities stand alone in the sun, waiting for the children's laughter to return.

When these different scenes passed by, Wang Yu couldn't help feeling a little lost, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

Wang Yu walked on the familiar streets with mixed feelings. He felt sad for the city's past traumas, but was also shocked by the tenacious vitality it showed in the face of adversity.

The air is filled with the fresh smell of spring mud, mixed with the smell of new building materials. It is a breath of new life and construction.

In the rebuilt residential quarters, there are occasional residents who are reluctant to leave and tend to the flowers and plants on their balconies or take walks around the community, unable to hide their expectations and longings for a new life.

Finally, the car stopped in front of the gate of the orphanage. The stone tablet engraved with the five big characters "Bocheng Orphanage" was still standing, but the years had left some mottled marks on it.

There is no construction without destruction. After a year, it is time for these people to let go.

The director's voice was trembling a little. A pair of old but warm hands tightly held his hands. At the same time, he looked up and down at the child in front of him, who had become more confident and mature even though he had not seen him for only a year.

"You didn't even tell me you were back. Have you eaten yet?"

The trees along the street are beginning to show their new leaves, and the tender green branches are swaying gently in the breeze, as if whispering the tenacity and hope of life.

The spring sunshine shines on the streets and alleys of Bo. Although there are few people, every inch of land is silently nurturing vitality.

And although it is a little hard to accept, we have to admit that after experiencing the bloody crisis, Bo City has become more attractive.

The flowers and plants on the park's green space have begun to exude fragrance under the careful care of the workers. Although they are small in size, they are enough to brighten up the city and attract occasional residents or tourists.

Wang Yu took a deep breath, picked up the gifts he had bought on the road, and walked towards the door that would open his life journey.

The willow trees by the river have sprouted new buds, and the hanging silk ribbons have cast dancing shadows on the water, bringing a touch of liveliness to the quiet Bo River.

He knew that this spring was the first spring that Bo City welcomed after the Red Crisis. It might not be as lively and prosperous as he remembered, but it was the starting point for Bo City to be reborn from the ashes and move towards the future.

When the old dean saw Wang Yu, he was stunned for a moment, then a light of surprise flashed in his eyes. The water pipe in his hand fell to the ground, and he walked towards him quickly.

Wang Yu's footsteps startled the old dean who was watering the flowers in the courtyard. The old man turned around, and his wrinkled but still kind face instantly overlapped with the image in his memory.

Looking at it from another angle, the power of spring is trying to awaken this once prosperous city.

That’s right, tourists, although Bo is small, the tourism industry was once one of its economic pillars.

In the distance, tower cranes on several construction sites are still busy working, and the sounds of excavators and earth-moving trucks are particularly clear in the tranquility of spring, which is the pulse of the city's continued recovery.

The door was gently pushed open, and what came into view was a familiar courtyard. The sun shone through the leaves, casting mottled shadows, and birds were singing happily on the branches.

"Xiaoyu! It's really you!"

Wang Yu smiled and replied: "I ate on the roadside. It's a rare opportunity for me to have some free time. I can come back anytime I want. I'm a college student now."

"And this is a surprise for you. Here, I brought it for you and the kids."

As Wang Yu spoke, he took down the large and small bags from the back seat of the car.

The old dean was stunned by the Shanghai five-spice beans, West Lake Longjing tea, Jiaxing rice dumplings, Chun'an walnuts, and Wuyi rock tea.

"It's not easy for you to be alone in Shanghai, and you're still spending money recklessly. Really."

The old dean criticized him, but his face was filled with relief and joy, especially when he saw the box of West Lake Longjing and Wuyi Rock Tea.

"Hehe, this is nothing. You don't know, there is gold everywhere in Shanghai. I am very rich now." Wang Yu said proudly, patting his chest.

I remember that when he left, he only had tens of thousands of yuan in his pocket, but now he is a small wealthy man worth tens of millions. This may be unimaginable to the elderly.

"Even if you have money, you can't squander it like this. Don't forget the hard times and be prepared for danger in times of peace," the old dean continued.

"Hey, okay, okay, come in quickly, I have a lot of things to tell you."

"This year in Shanghai has been really wonderful," Wang Yu said with emotion, then changed the subject.

"Of course, what I miss most is you and everything here."

"You little bastard, your mouth is still so sweet."

The dean patted Wang Yu's shoulder with relief and said, "Come in quickly, let me take a good look at you."

Walking into the familiar dean's office together, Wang Yu sat down and couldn't wait to talk about his experience in Shanghai this year.

The excitement of the beast fighting contest, the magic and terror of the three-step tower, the urgency and severity of the scaly-skinned banshee incident. The dean listened quietly, nodding in approval from time to time, asking with concern, his eyes that saw through the world were always full of love and understanding.

Whenever Wang Yu talked about difficult times, his grandfather would always hand him a cup of hot tea and encourage him with the familiar words: "Difficulties are temporary. As long as you have faith in your heart, there will be no obstacles that you cannot overcome."

As they talked, the setting sun shone through the window, casting a glow on the two of them, creating a warm halo.

Wang Yu looked at the old man in front of him who had accompanied him growing up, his heart full of gratitude and respect.

He understood that no matter how far he went or how high he flew, this place would always be his spiritual home, and the dean would always be the beacon of his life.

"A year has passed. Have you found a girlfriend in the Magic City?" Perhaps all elders in the world are the same. The old dean brought up this topic without anyone noticing. "Hey, yes, her name is Mu Nujiao." Wang Yu blushed shyly.

"Why don't you bring you back so that I can see you? What's so good about you!!!" Upon hearing this, the old dean's expression instantly became serious and he began to blame.

". Old man, that's not what you said just now." Wang Yu was speechless, but he still explained patiently:
"We have a very important exam at the end of the semester, and she is in the critical stage of training, so I am the only one who came back this time."

"Exam??? Then why did you come back? Why don't you practice seriously?" The old dean's face changed again, and he said earnestly:

"You are still young, so don't be lazy. The competition in Shanghai is fierce. If you fall behind, you will be left behind by many people."

The old dean talked incessantly. Wang Yu listened to these very familiar words that he had often heard during the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination. For a moment, he felt helpless and emotional.

He finally couldn't help but say until his ears were almost callused:
"Stop, stop, stop. Old man, I'm very powerful now. I will definitely get you first place later."

However, it would have been better if Wang Yu had not said this. After he said this, the old dean became even more excited.

"Pride goes before a fall!!! What can I say to you? Did you tell me the stories from our childhood in vain? Let me tell you something."

I don’t know if it’s because the elderly are too lonely, but until nightfall the old dean was still talking eloquently about those old-fashioned truths.

He didn't stop even when he was thirsty. He took a sip of the West Lake Longjing tea that Wang Yu brought and continued talking. He looked so depressed.
Fortunately, after a while, the children from the orphanage who were attending school went home after school.

When they heard that Wang Yu had returned, they all gathered around him. The old dean was pushed aside, which helped Wang Yu out of the predicament.

Afterwards, Wang Yu waved his hand and distributed a wide variety of gifts, and also gave each child a big red envelope.

He also specifically told the children to eat less and save space in their stomachs in the school cafeteria tomorrow night, as he would treat the entire school to dinner at the restaurant.

The whole courtyard was filled with laughter and joy. The old dean smiled with satisfaction again, but he still accused Wang Yu of wasting money.
After sending away these energetic children, Wang Yu, led by the old dean, returned to the dormitory where he had lived for many years.

The room was still the same, without much change, and a familiar feeling made Wang Yu feel warm in his heart.

After riding for a long time, he suddenly felt sleepy. The old dean knew that the long journey was not pleasant, so he told him to stay at home for a few more days and then left.

"Home? Yes, even though I am an orphan, I also have a home."

Wang Yu let out a long sigh, then rushed straight to the single bed that he hadn't seen for a long time.

The hard bed board, the green quilt, the smell of moldy sawdust, everything is exactly the same as when I was a kid!!!
Wang Yu closed his eyes slowly with a smile, and slept until the next night.
“Ahhh!!! It feels so good!!!”

Wang Yu, who had been sleeping soundly for a long time, slowly opened his eyes. His whole body and mind recovered to the best condition during this long sleep.

The children had already finished school at this time, and the yard was filled with the chirping of joy.

While playing, the children looked towards Wang Yu's room with anticipation from time to time, and it was obvious that they couldn't wait for the upcoming dinner.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Wang Yu's mouth curled up slightly. He used to be so carefree and could look forward to a big meal for the whole day.

Then he quickly got up, opened the door and went to fulfill his promise from yesterday.
In this way, Wang Yu stayed in Bo City for half a month in a peaceful and prosperous manner before he reluctantly mounted the Shadow Hunter Blade again.

In fact, he wanted to stay a little longer, but students who have lived on campus should understand that if you go home for one day, you are a treasure, but if you come back for three days, you are worse than grass.

When you first return home, you are pampered, but after a while it is inevitable that it is treated as "commonplace" and you can only try to bring back the "fragile" family affection by doing housework.

The old dean kept nagging and urging Wang Yu to return to the Magic City to practice and study seriously, even though he swore that he was far ahead of his peers.

"Be careful on the road, and be sure to bring Jiaojiao with you next time you come back, otherwise don't come back!!!"

The old dean "threatened" him half-jokingly and half-seriously, his words full of concern and expectation for him.

With the old dean's reluctant but hopeful blessing, Wang Yu mounted the Shadow Hunter Blade and left with full of memories.

However, Wang Yu did not return to the Magic City directly. He followed his memory and headed in one direction.

Gradually, the city was left behind, and in front of it was a large piece of wasteland outside the city and one mountain and forest after another.

The forest is very green and deep, with lush branches and leaves and overgrown weeds nearby, and scattered mountain peaks and dense clouds in the distance.

After a while, a solitary mountain appeared in front of us.

Xuefeng Mountain is the border point of Bo City. If you go a little further, it is no longer within the An boundary.

After riding forward for another half a day, a small village-like building appeared in front of Wang Yu.

Although it is called a small village, it is not a simple village or anything like that.

The small post station is backed by extremely steep cliffs on both sides, which are hundreds of meters high. You can only see the sky by looking up completely.

The cliffs on both sides formed natural barriers, and the valley road was locked by two huge stone gates at the front and back. The entire post village was completely like a fortress town stuck in the valley.

At the Xuefeng Mountain Post, military mages were stationed on the edge of Bo City to defend the city’s first line of defense.

Except for those flying monsters or high-level monsters with powerful climbing abilities, this Snow Peak Mountain Fortress Town is enough to keep most of the evildoers out of the safe world.

During the bloody crisis, it was the military magicians here who used their lives and blood to temporarily hold back a large number of demon wolves, otherwise the casualties of the disaster would have been even greater!!!
"Please stop the car for inspection and show your ID."

There were sentries on both sides of the stone gate. Seeing Wang Yu coming on a bicycle, a soldier quickly stopped him.

Wang Yu looked around and found that there were also great changes here.

As the first barrier to block the army of demon wolves, it is not difficult to guess the fate of the Xuefeng Mountain Post, which was almost completely destroyed.

Now that it has been rebuilt, there are many more buildings and military mages on mobile patrol than before, compared to when he came here for field training in high school.

Its overall strength has also been significantly improved. The mid-level magician who was rarely seen in the past is now just the captain of a patrol team.

(End of this chapter)