Chapter Forty-One: The Coastal City of Saint Rose Port

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In the Heroes’ Apartment, Zhao Tianhe was packing his luggage. He couldn’t take along large items like kitchenware, of course. The thought of two ovens he still hadn’t finished paying off in installments made his heart ache a little.

“You’re leaving, Zhao? And you’re not being transferred to Piltover either?!” Lainis looked at Zhao Tianhe, then glanced at Elé, Artoria, and Jeros, and her heart twinged with pain...

Would she never again see so many beautiful men and women gathered together? And… she’d lose her phone! Although, truth be told, that game had started to bore her lately...

As for Zhao Tianhe, his looks and status in Lainis’s eyes were on par with the stove or the bedside table—useful for recognizing who he was, and nothing more.

“Don’t be like that, I’ll come back to visit from time to time! By the way, Pixie, do you want to come with me?” Zhao Tianhe asked the little sprite who was playing with her phone nearby.

“Obviously!” Pixie shot Zhao Tianhe a glare, flew to perch atop his head, and whispered, “Did you forget about that matter? I’m definitely important—a key figure!”

“Alright, alright, you’re key, you’re important…” Zhao Tianhe replied absentmindedly, then glanced at Lainis. “Sigh, the schedule’s tight. Everything happened so suddenly that I don’t even have time to get together with Lian, Liu Tie, and the others before leaving... Just say hello to them for me, will you?”

At that moment, only Lainis was left in the Heroes’ Apartment. The others had all gone out shopping, having fun, or just wandering around. After all, being a hero was a high-paying job, and with such spending power, who wouldn’t want to enjoy themselves whenever they had the time?

“Alright, alright—for the people!” Lainis recited the heroes’ oath with a smile.

“For the future,” Zhao Tianhe replied, grinning, and then, together with Jeros, soared into the sky.

As Rogue Town gradually disappeared in the distance, Zhao Tianhe was filled with emotion—after all, he had struggled here for over a year.

“By the way, why aren’t we being assigned somewhere closer?” In the Piltover departure hall, Zhao Tianhe asked Jeros.

“There’s already a lot of attention on the nearby areas, and a lot of people have been sent as reinforcements. In exchange, you have to support somewhere else,” Jeros explained. “In simple terms, Piltover is full. But the place we’re headed to is a good one.”

Jeros pointed to a name on the departure hall’s screen. “You’ve heard of it, right? A vacation paradise, the jewel of the Golden Coast on the Endless Sea—Saint Ross Port.”

Zhao Tianhe looked around at the other waiting passengers and nodded.

Everyone else, apart from the two of them, wore very revealing clothes; a few girls were chatting about swimsuit styles and such. In this world, bikinis weren’t called bikinis, but for convenience, let’s just call them that.

Zhao Tianhe had long heard of the Golden Coast—a vacation paradise with beautiful scenery. Because it was located by the Endless Sea, daylight hours far surpassed those on land.

There was no sun in this world. The principle by which the sky emitted light was unknown; no powerful being had yet discovered the source. But the daylight hours varied from place to place. The region called the Endless Sea had far more daylight than the mainland, with higher temperatures and a humid climate.

As for the so-called Endless Sea, the name was a bit of a misnomer. That sea area had long since been brought under the control of the Elven Empire. Its vast size covered a third of the territory of the Alliance of Sentient Races—the Holy Council—but it was not truly endless. It was merely a name given by the ancients of this world.

The Endless Sea was rich in resources, but also teeming with dungeons, most of them high-level. Some deep-sea dungeons were so harsh and the monsters so powerful that, until the appearance of the new northern dungeons, they had always topped the list of the most difficult dungeons.

In fact, because underwater exploration was so difficult, many hidden dungeons remained undiscovered, and monster tides would occasionally erupt from them.

It was a region yet to be fully explored, won for the first time during the last Grand Expedition of the Holy Council, with the Elven Empire at its heart.

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The Golden Coast was an exception. The surrounding seas were completely safe; all dungeons within several hundred kilometers had been thoroughly explored and subdued. There were rarely any major problems.

A massive magic airship landed on a nearby platform. Jeros patted Zhao Tianhe’s shoulder, and the two stood up to line up for ticket inspection.

Powered by magic, the airship was called an airship, but it wasn’t the bulbous Kirov-type; it resembled more a passenger jet, since air resistance still had to be considered.

Inside, Zhao Tianhe found the environment remarkably similar to that of an airplane, though the capacity was much larger—it had three levels. After all, magical engines and enchanted metal were far superior to earthly engines and alloys, easily achieving feats that Earth’s technology could only dream of.

“Ah! Are the meals here expensive?” Zhao Tianhe suddenly remembered he hadn’t completed his midday daily task and quickly asked.

“Don’t worry, the ticket includes three meal boxes, which should be enough for you. If it’s not, I can give you mine too,” Jeros replied with a smile.

Creatures in this world generally had large appetites, hence the three meals.

“Hmm… can I buy extras?” Zhao Tianhe asked again.

“Uh, not sure, but I can ask. Since you’re an otherworldly heroic spirit, if it’s a system requirement, they’ll probably make an exception.” Jeros stood up, a bit helpless, walked over to a flight attendant, and showed his B-rank Summoner credentials.

Jeros’s appearance and status were highly persuasive. Soon enough, several attendants were going around, asking each passenger about their needs in advance. In the end, they brought Zhao Tianhe a staggering fifty meal boxes!

“These must be expensive, right?” Zhao Tianhe looked at the pile of meals and sighed.

“Don’t worry, it’s covered as travel expenses. We’ll reimburse you,” Jeros said with a laugh.

“That’s good.” Zhao Tianhe nodded and disappeared, hugging the meal boxes.

“Isn’t this a bit perfunctory today?” Artoria asked, frowning at the tableful of meal boxes Zhao Tianhe had brought.

“Trust me, airplane food is usually pretty tasty. I know from experience!” Zhao Tianhe lied through his teeth.

“Well…” Artoria reluctantly opened a box and started eating. Zhao Tianhe braced himself for criticism, but then—

“Oh, this is actually better than what you make.” Artoria’s eyes lit up. “This seafood fried rice is delicious! Try it!”

Skeptical, Zhao Tianhe picked up a box of seafood fried rice and sampled it—only to find it really was good!

Hmm… Though it stings a bit, aside from those flashy tricks back on Earth, I really can’t compare! Should I try learning from this chef? After the fried rice, Zhao Tianhe sampled a noodle soup with braised pork and pickled vegetables. It was equally impressive. Whoever made these airship meals was truly a master chef—you could tell from the cooking and pairing alone.

“Come to think of it, I’ve never flown before,” Elé commented, glancing at Zhao Tianhe as she ate.

“It’s an airship, but close enough. I’ll summon you in a bit, but don’t complain if you get bored!” Zhao Tianhe said. “Also… there’s only one seat…”

“That’s fine, we can just sit together, can’t we?” Elé gave the answer Zhao Tianhe had always dreamed of!

“I’ll summon you right away!” Zhao Tianhe was so excited he ended his daily task on the spot.

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“Come forth—my dream!” Zhao Tianhe cried out, exhilarated.

Then, a small figure appeared.

“See? In daily quest mode, your body can actually be adjusted!” Elé laughed, taking Zhao Tianhe’s hand. “This way, I won’t be too heavy on your lap. But first, I want to look around! Let’s go, let’s go~~”

At that moment, Elé looked about ten years old…

Honestly, I could handle a bit more weight, even if it were Artoria sitting on my lap… Zhao Tianhe drooped his head in mock despair, but seeing the eager look in young Elé’s eyes, he forced himself to perk up and accompany her on her exploration.

“Um… who’s this?” Jeros looked at Elé, who was munching on dried squid snacks while sitting on Zhao Tianhe’s lap, and asked in confusion.

“You’ve met her,” Zhao Tianhe replied. “Elé, the Lancer heroic spirit.”

“That lady? Why is she like this now… and she seems like a regular person?” Jeros frowned.

“System task,” Zhao Tianhe said nonchalantly, offering the perfect explanation.

Jeros nodded in understanding. After all, the unique systems of otherworldly heroic spirits always came with strange quirks and limitations—he’d read plenty about them in the Hero Academy’s textbooks.

When the airship arrived, Zhao Tianhe and Jeros checked out and flew straight to a hotel.

“Today’s your free time. Tomorrow you’ll take over a new dungeon, so you can explore the area, especially the beach,” Jeros handed Zhao Tianhe a room card. “See you tomorrow.”

Zhao Tianhe nodded and wandered the streets outside the hotel.

As a large city famous for tourism and fishing, and the most important port for countless islands in the Endless Sea, Saint Ross Port’s prosperity was leagues beyond that of the inland Rogue Town, and even surpassed third-tier Piltover. On the main streets, magical airships streamed by overhead, while floating command ports hovered in the air. Traffic officers patrolled constantly, monitoring airship loads and ensuring magical inspection stickers were up to date.

After all, magical airships were convenient and fast, but if one went out of control and crashed, the damage would far exceed a car accident.

The more convenient something is, the higher the price paid behind the scenes.

Zhao Tianhe sampled the signature dishes of several restaurants along the street, preordering a few for his evening daily tasks.

The feeling of having money is truly wonderful. And starting tomorrow, I’ll be responsible for C-rank dungeons—whose reward is… one gold coin! Zhao Tianhe’s eyes glistened with tears of joy.

After all, one gold coin was roughly equivalent to ten thousand yuan in purchasing power. That meant from now on, Zhao Tianhe would be earning over ten thousand a day, several million a year! Something he’d never even dared to dream of in his previous life!