This was a final show of respect for their fallen senior.
They took one last look at the tranquil forest and the Martial Artist resting peacefully beneath a tree. Then they turned, leaving the miracle of life behind and returning to the cold, silent ruins on the surface.
"Mission objective recovered," Qin Feng said over the team channel. "Time to submit and head back to the university."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
The three seniors replied concisely.
Qin Feng immediately selected "Submit Mission" and "Request Return" on his tactical terminal.
The next moment, four brilliant white pillars of light descended from the sky, precisely enveloping the four of them.
The scene before them began to distort and fold. The Death Planet's sallow sky, its rusted ruins, and the pervasive smoke of war all faded and dissolved into the blinding white light.
A flash of light, and the dizzying sensation was gone in an instant.
