Chapter 222: The plan is sufficient
Wang Yao's heart was calm.
Although he learned from Zhuge Liang the secrets of the canyon battlefield and the truth about the soldiers being deceived, he also learned the secrets that even most heroes didn't know, as well as the fact that he would become a hero with a whole new meaning in two days... and so on.

Wang Yao knew all the top-secret information that was enough to shake the existing order, both what he should know and what he shouldn't know.

He shouldn't be so calm. He can be excited, angry, anxious, proud, or even crazy, but he shouldn't be so calm.

Is not it?
From this moment on, he will be one of the very few "insiders" who knows most of the world's secrets! He is also about to become a hero, a powerful being standing at the top of the world, worshipped by all living beings, and with unpredictable power in his every move! At this time, shouldn't he roll on the spot like the protagonists in Marvel when they first awaken their superpowers, and then look up to the sky and howl a few times to vent the ecstasy or sadness that seems to burst even his chest?

nothing.

Wang Yao's heart was calm at this moment.

This subtle state of mind is hard to describe, and Wang Yao is puzzled. Is it because he has experienced more and become more mature? Or has he lost too much, causing his heart to become numb?
On the way back to his house, Wang Yao thought about this question as he walked, but he still couldn't come up with an answer until he reached his doorstep.

Of course, Wang Yao didn't have much time to spend on this, because as soon as he entered the house, a familiar figure packing packages in the hall attracted his attention.

That's Huang Zhong.

After not seeing him for one night, this stubborn old man who usually argued with him seemed to have become much older. But why was Huang Zhong packing his bags?

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Wang Yao walked over and asked curiously.

This was the first time Wang Yao used honorifics to address Huang Zhong. Huang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then turned around, glanced at Wang Yao, and said calmly, "Little guy, where have you been so early in the morning? Why didn't you hide in your room and cry?"

With just one sentence, Wang Yao felt a little embarrassed. He could only smile and say, "Uncle, please don't embarrass me."

Huang Zhong looked at Wang Yao quietly, but he was a little puzzled. As a sharp-sense shooter hero, he noticed at a glance that Wang Yao's state was actually a little scary, which was in sharp contrast to his miserable and depressed appearance last night.

What calmed this little guy down?

"Did something happen last night?" Huang Zhong couldn't help but ask.

"Yesterday? Nothing happened!" Wang Yao shook his head guiltily, fearing that Huang Zhong might notice something unusual. He quickly changed the subject, pointing at the bundles scattered on the ground, and said, "Uncle, what are you doing? Are you going on a long journey?"

"No." Huang Zhong's attention was diverted by this question. He shook his head and turned back to pack up. "I went out for a drink with Yun Chang last night. I thought about it all night and decided to move out."

"Ahh?!" Wang Yao was stunned. What was going on? !
Huang Zhong said helplessly while packing his things: "After all, a girl can't be kept when she grows up. I, an old man, can't take care of Luna for the rest of her life, right?"

Because the incident happened suddenly, even Wang Yao was dumbfounded for a moment.

Huang Zhong actually wanted to move away? Was he still the stubborn old man who had been guarding against him getting close to Luna like a wolf? Or was the Huang Zhong in front of him actually the disguised "Wu Jian Puppet" whom he had never met before?

"Kid, what are you thinking about?" Huang Zhong turned around and saw Wang Yao's face was full of uncertainty. He thought Wang Yao was up to something again. His eyes suddenly became stern and he glared at him fiercely, "I warn you, even though I am gone, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want! There are some things you can't cross the line, do you understand me?"

"Yes, yes. I understand." Looking at Huang Zhong's 'meaningful' fierce eyes, Wang Yao's mouth trembled unconsciously. At this moment, he was very glad that Huang Zhong was not at home last night.
Seeing that Wang Yao was unusually obedient to him, Huang Zhong's face gradually became more gentle. "Regarding your comrades and subordinates who died in battle, I feel sorry for you, but young man, failure is okay. The most important thing is that you can't escape. If we have mistakes, we can correct them. If we don't have experience, we can slowly explore. If we don't have experience, we can slowly accumulate it. But we can't let ourselves fall. In this world, the strong will always be strong. Who would pity a person who gives up on himself?"

Huang Zhong said with emotion: "You and the little girl are both in their early 20s, you are still very young, and there are still many difficulties waiting for you. If you give up because of a small setback now, how will you go on the long road of life in the future? Remember, the real strong is not the one who has no tears, but the one who has a heart that never gives up after experiencing countless failures!"

Seeing Huang Zhong teaching in a gentle voice, which was unusual for him, like an elder with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, Wang Yao's heart couldn't help but warm up a little.

Although he was a stubborn old man, and although their world views were very different, and even when they first met, they were incompatible, it was undeniable that after living together for so long, Wang Yao slowly discovered that Huang Zhong was indeed a respectable elder.

"I've remembered that!" Wang Yao replied firmly.

"Well, then I'll be leaving." Huang Zhong nodded, carrying a few huge packages in one hand and the metal cannon that he regarded as his own on the other shoulder, and then walked out the door.

"Um, uncle," Wang Yao asked from behind, "Aren't you going to tell Luna?" "I've just gone upstairs to see her, Wang Yao, you better take care of yourself. If the little girl gets wronged by you, the old man will be very angry!"

Leaving behind these words, which were not sure whether they were a warning or a caution, Huang Zhong's tall figure slowly disappeared in the bright sunshine of the street outside the house.

Suddenly, Wang Yao was the only one left in the hall. Somehow, it felt cold and empty.

Ever since Huang Zhong moved in, Wang Yao had been trying to get rid of this old man who always opposed him and always prevented him and Luna from spending time together. But when his plan came to fruition, he was not as excited as he had expected. Of course, he was not reluctant to leave, after all, they were still living in Jingzhou. It was just that this building was no longer as lively and exciting as before.
When he reached the second floor, Wang Yao came to Luna's bedroom door and found that the door was not closed. The girl was sitting on her pure white bed, her hands wrapped around her bent knees, her eyes lowered, and it was unknown what she was thinking about.

At this time, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly. Outside the window, rays of sunlight slanted in, setting off the girl's fair skin and soft and graceful figure. She was so bright and beautiful, as beautiful as an angel visiting the world.

dong dong——

Wang Yao leaned against the door frame and knocked gently, attracting Luna's attention.

As if awakened, Luna turned around and looked over. When she found that it was Wang Yao, her almost transparent face blushed slightly: ".You're back?"

"Yeah." Nodding, Wang Yao walked closer, and a familiar sweet body fragrance came to his face. He liked the smell of her.

"Uncle is packing his bags downstairs and leaving."

"I know." Speaking of this, the girl suddenly felt a little lost. She rested her chin on her knees and stared at her bare toes. "He said that there is a place to stay in Brother Yu's mansion, and he said he would take good care of himself. Or something like that."

Wang Yao couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw the depressed Luna. He could also sense that the girl didn't want Huang Zhong, who had watched her grow up, to move away. But now it was already this time, and it would be impossible for him to go and bring Huang Zhong back.

So in the end, I could only comfort him: "It's just that you moved to a new place, it's not like we won't see each other anymore. Besides, we can still invite uncle back for dinner when we have time, right? Or..."

After a pause, Wang Yao suddenly smiled evilly and pinched the girl's smooth cheek, saying, "Or are you afraid that I will bully you now that your uncle is gone?"

Luna blinked her clear eyes in confusion. At first, this slow-witted girl didn't understand what Wang Yao meant by "bullying". But when she saw Wang Yao's sinister smile, she seemed to understand something. Her originally fair and almost transparent face suddenly turned red.

Seeing Luna's bewildered and slightly shy look, Wang Yao laughed even more happily. From the past to now, he just couldn't help wanting to tease this girl who was always so slow that she made people feel cute.

However, when Wang Yao was halfway through laughing, he suddenly felt a warm sensation on the back of his hand.

"Then, from now on, will you only be nice to me?" Luna asked cautiously, holding the back of his hand.

"Of course!" Looking at Luna's serious yet somewhat anxious face, Wang Yao felt puzzled: "Why are you suddenly asking such a stupid question?"

Luna pinched the hem of her skirt awkwardly, and said in a soft voice that was barely audible: "When I was little, I always heard the sisters in the tribe say that you men are fickle, and there are many female heroes who are prettier and better than me. Will you, in the future, do that?"

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing again.

What did the women of the Xing family instill in Luna when she was little? Just because you met the wrong person, you don't have to blame everyone else!
Having said that, Wang Yao did not say anything else, because rather than making empty promises, he always hoped to prove something with actions.

"Eh?! Ugh."

[PS: Thanks to the Ender Evil God from Qidian for the 1000 reward, and the Great Protector who always forgets to give reward support.

I happened to see a friend comment that the soldier is a mudslide in the King of Glory novel. I laughed to myself for a long time. I thought he was praising me.
Maybe I am just used to taking unconventional approaches? I saw too many people writing about competitive games, and it always felt like there were only a few ways to go back and forth, so I changed the direction of writing. For example, a normal match takes about 15 minutes to 30 minutes, so I converted the time of each war from one minute to one day. I guess no one will pay attention to such details. I have always been self-admiring, haha, uh, what a cold joke ==]

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