The clock on the desk ticks away, the calendar on the wall flips through pages, the room is empty, and the curtains sway in the wind.
New Era Calendar, October 27, 533.
New Era Calendar, November 11, 533.
New Era Calendar, December 6, 533.
...
New Era Calendar, December 31, 533.
"Your feelings, my heart, accompany you deep into dreams at night. Welco everyone to the ’Better Than Nothing’ late-night radio. I am your host, Ince Bronk, also your favorite competition host."
On the late-night radio channel, the man’s tone is witty and humorous, and soothing music plays.
"Today’s ’Better Than Nothing’ late-night radio is a bit different. Anyone care to guess what is different?"
": The host’s voice is more magnetic?"
"Haven’t I always sounded like this?"
": Is that lady about to release a new album in Oasis?"
"Miss Tang, you an? No, no, no, recently the family found traces of her, and they’re intensifying the search in the Wastelands. Our lady is beautiful and kind-hearted, wanting to avoid any conflict with them, you know..."
Ince gestures as if zipping his mouth.
": You have to admit, Ince, today you seem in better spirits than usual. Did those talks, which could be considered toxic waste, actually work on you?"
" : Push Bad Won (chiefly pushes Dark Gold Rose): Co on, don’t keep us in suspense, Ince. You do seem a bit... festive today?"
"Bingo!" Ince snaps his fingers, "Congratulations to this audience mber nad ’Push Bad Won,’ you got it right, it’s festive. Your reward is a photo album of from the Dreamland Hotel."
": Push Bad Won (chiefly pushes Dark Gold Rose): That’s not necessary!"
"Ahem." Ince clears his throat, "Not joking anymore. Let give you a hint, listen carefully."
"The leaves leaving the branches return quietly, fragrant years co leisurely. I shall put past events to rest, waiting quietly for the plum blossoms to bloom in sequence."
": ?
": ?
": What gibberish are you saying?"
"I can’t with you guys." Ince shakes his head, "The answer is yuan dan."
": Round egg?"
": It’s New Year’s! It’s an important festival among the Jiulong people. That’s when it hit , tomorrow is New Year’s!"
": It signifies ushering out the old and welcoming the new. For the Jiulong people, this day holds special aning. People long separated reunite on New Year’s, set off firecrackers, watch fireworks, viewing the pyrotechnic display, counting down in the square to the New Year."
"Flowers and the moon separate, life always accompanies with regrets, how many distant wanderers can’t reunite on this day with their loved ones?" Ince’s tone becos sentintal.
": Stop, you’re giving goosebumps."
": That’s how the Star of Art people are."
": Different circles don’t force a fusion."
"For once I wanted to be sentintal, but you guys just won’t let . Ha!" Ince chuckles.
"It seems you’re not very interested in this topic, how about discussing the finals?"
"Or rather, without any surprises, Light Chasing Garden and Queen’s Armant have been sweeping through... without any troubles, eting at the finals."
"This Light Chasing Journey is finally coming to an end. Who will the Key, symbolizing world power, ultimately belong to?"
...
": Alas, I still feel Assassin’s Creed lost so regrettably, I kind of feel sorry for Xiao Lu."
": Who would have thought the truth behind the black box was a super virus?"
": Hence why they say curiosity opens the doorways of destruction. Everything the Revolutionary Army did was to make Hera suspicious of the black box, suspicious to madness, ultimately opening the black box themselves."
": No one in the transport chain knew the truth of the black box, yet they all unhesitatingly passed the fire on, even at the cost of their lives. Perhaps this is the fundantal reason the plan succeeded."
": The black box virus collapsed all super intelligences, the virus-driven mad Hera controlled the Titans to destroy the entire Skyline City, the Revolutionary Army rebuilt the city on the ruins post-war, and Firefly withdrew from the New Federation."
": I must say, there were no winners in the Second Firefly War, everything was too tragic."
": What’s with saying Ausen Tech Innovation’s building stood up (just kidding), that giant Titan left such a deep impression on , the last entry in the Skyline City compendium. Too bad I couldn’t see the big scene of defeating the BOSS."
": The moon has its waxing and waning, the base of Assassin’s Creed is now empty of people..."
": Life always accompanies regrets, there’s no perfect life. Look ahead, move forward."
...
Nightmare City Military District.
"Invasion detected, invasion detected!"
The piercing alarm reverberates overhead, the civilian staff in the corridor is montarily taken aback.
In the command room, Deputy Commander Feng Hejingye of Nightmare City Military District looks grim as he walks over to the Defense Minister.
"Invasion? Is it the High-level Insect Race’s invasion, why choose this ti?"
The Defense Minister, sweating profusely, doesn’t know how to answer. His panicked expression draws Feng Hejingye’s dissatisfaction, and the man reprimands loudly.
"Straighten your back, don’t forget you’re the Defense Minister of Nightmare City Military District, you’re a soldier, act like one. Where’s the invader now, is it the ventilation duct or so maintenance channel, conduct a full sweep!"
"Or, you’d better take a look yourself?" the Defense Minister swallows and says.
Feng Heliuming glances over, his heart suddenly surging with waves.
The enemy wasn’t in the ventilation duct or maintenance channel; rather, this figure didn’t even bother to hide, casually strolling in through the base’s main gate!
In the darkness, a pair of dazzling golden eyes light up; the girl smiles and greets them, then hundreds of surveillance screens simultaneously flicker wildly and explode, sparks flying.
"Damn it, Dark Gold Rose, how the hell is she here!?" Feng Heliuming is shocked and appalled.
This deputy commander feels like a helpless rookie for the first ti in his life.
A Light Prism Tier Cleaner, not to ntion the tiny Nightmare City Command, this person could likely enter and exit even the Light Chasing Tower at will.
With the current defense power of the Nightmare City Military District, there’s simply no way to fend off such an entity.
"Relax, I won’t do anything."
The calm uplifting tone echoes in the command room, Feng Heliuming’s heart skips a beat, and the invisible pressure suddenly descends upon their shoulders.
The last madman who frequently mouthed this phrase had the codena "Gloomy Blue Tide"!
"I’m just here to test your defense capabilities, consider it a tiny pop quiz."
"Otherwise, if the High-level Insect Race cos and you can’t muster the energy, the losses would be more than a little."
"Take your pop quiz seriously."
Xu Xiaoyou raises her eyes, hundreds of ’Tyrant’ automaton guns simultaneously aim at her, a few ’Migratory Bull’ Titans thunderously descend from the sky, crashing in front of her, waist-mounted close-in defense cannons, shoulder-mounted plasma turrets all locking on.
"If the grades are too unsightly, a teacher’s punishnt awaits."
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