Then, he said seriously, “If you want to repay your benefactor with this method, it’ll only cheapen you and your benefactor at the same time. ” The girl lowered her head and did not speak for a long time. Philip patted her on the head and said, “Never do such a stupid thing again, no matter who it is, unless you meet someone worth entrusting your life to for the rest of your life.” “Can’t you be the one?” the girl asked with wide eyes. “Uh, another girl has entrusted her life to me.” Philip smiled and said, “What you need to do now is to take good care of yourself and your brother. When your brother grows up, you can leave this place too.” “Yeah…” The girl was a little lost. Walking to the window, Philip stared at the moon outside the rust-stained window for a while and said to the girl behind him, “You should go back to sleep.” Soon, Philip heard the sound of the door closing. *** Early the next morning, Philip left without saying goodbye and only left a short letter. He arrived at the edge of the desert, his car wrapped in a gust of wind. Although the sandstorm was huge, not even a speck of sand and gravel penetrated in. About two hours later, Philip came out of the desert, arriving on the fifth continent. Not far away, there was a mechanical lookout station every few miles, which eyed Philip as soon as he came out of the desert. A message was sent to Philip’s communicator: [You have entered the fifth continent, the territory of the green ox royal family. Please enter the continent through official channels to avoid any unnecessary problems]
Was there an official channel for this? Philip wandered around the edge for a while before he found a checkpoint with a queue. He wondered if the communicator of the White Marsh royal family could be used here. Philip drove his car and joined the queue. A few staff members in light combat uniforms saw Philip’s car at a glance. The hover cars here mostly looked battle worn, so why would a cool sports car suddenly appear? It was soon Philip’s turn. The staff asked Philip through the window, “What are you doing in the green ox royal family’s territory? How long will you stay? What’s your personal data?” A series of questions were placed in front of Philip. It was not their fault. This was what it should look like during a war. Philip was allowed entry after paying a toll and applying for a temporary pass. “How much do you think his car cost?” A staff member asked the person next to him. “No less than three million.” “Are people from the White Marsh royal family so rich?” “It’s not surprising to find a few rich people in a poor country.” If Philip heard this, he would have sighed. Discrimination between regions had started manifesting. After going through the checkpoint, he entered a big town that seemed quite prosperous. Philip lowered his altitude and landed.