Even blind box hunters don't choose their partners? I got Su Daji from my blind box!

The command tower crashed down with a deafening roar.

Tianjiao roared and planted his tattered flag into the remaining enemy ranks.

He forcefully pushed the wounded soldier half a foot out from under the tower.

It was only half a foot long.

enough.

Lin Xiao raised his hand.

The Emperor's Sword lightly touched the old fire record board.

"The first person in the South Gate Guard Battalion."

"Return to the register".

The scorch marks have completely stabilized.

A man with a broken body stood firm for a moment in the old Huayang formation.

He doesn't have a complete face.

But he raised his only remaining right arm and gave Lin Xiao a broken military salute.

Liu Bo's eyes welled up with tears, and he cursed.

"Damn it, I've got it."

But Lin Xiao did not stop.

He raised the Emperor's Sword and struck the dark red remains.

thump.

The old battle formation of Huayang is lit up.

The Three Thousand Cities Military Spirit Tower lights up.

The shattered nails on Tianjiao's palm gleamed.

A straight line between three points.

Lin Xiao said in a low voice.

"Old fire roll call."

"Do not question the heavens."

"No need to ask about the file."

"Only ask for the response from the person themselves."

"The man guarding the south gate."

"go home!"

The faceless, armored soldier in the scorch marks suddenly looked up.

He doesn't have a complete eye.

It doesn't have a complete mouth.

But everyone heard that sound.

Shattered.

hoarse.

But it's clear.

"List……"

The gold and white rules were applied.

The royal court has stamped the document, and the matter is about to be finalized.

Lin Xiao placed his palm on the Emperor's Sword.

"continue."

The chests of the wounded soldiers collapsed.

He used the last bit of fire to squeeze out the second word.

"stone……"

Liu Bo's heart tightened.

Only two words.

not enough.

But the next moment.

In that fire, the broken bowl, the wrist guard, the south gate, and the words "Second Brother, the food is cold" all lit up at the same time.

It wasn't him who shouted out the middle word.

It was that meal I didn't get to eat.

It's that door from which I never returned.

It's the person who's still waiting for him.

Together, they filled in the missing piece for him.

The old fire suddenly ignited.

A name was branded on Liu Bo's record board.

Chen Sanshi.

boom!

The gold and white seal of Wang Ting shattered on the spot.

One corner of the command tower was blown up.

Tianjiao's chest was blank, the imperial seal dimmed for half a breath.

Inside the Three Thousand Cities Military Soul Tower, an old lamp suddenly lit up.

Zheng Aiguo stood up.

Qin Weiguo's old bronze badge on his chest was red from being burned.

Bai Potian drew his sword and pointed it at the sky.

The city wall fell silent for a moment.

Then it erupted into a roaring uproar.

"Someone's back!"

"Some of the old soldiers have returned!"

"Chen Sanshi!"

"Make a note of his name! Make a note of his name!"

At Huayang Wuhan University, streetlights illuminate one after another, from underground to the school gate.

The new students outside the school gate stopped in their tracks.

Nobody knows what happened.

At that moment, the whole school seemed to come alive.

For the first time, the real names of former officials, which had not been erased by Wang Ting, appeared in the Ministry of Education's top-secret files.

[Former subordinates reassigned: Chen Sanshi.]

[Temporary Roster: South Gate Guard Battalion]

Status: Left a comment.

[Physical body: Still trapped in the enemy formation.]

Liu Bo's voice trembled.

"First person successfully registered."

"But it's just leaving a name."

"The person is still in their hands."

He stared at the old fire board, as if he had finally figured something out.

"I understand."

"Wang Ting deleted the file entries."

"Old fire grasps the anchor point of people's hearts."

"As long as there are still people waiting for him, as long as he still wants to go back, he can leave his name first."

Chu Shanhe said in a deep voice:

"Leaving his name only prevents the royal court from burning away his existence temporarily."

"To truly save lives, we must break through the rope formation."

Lin Xiao nodded.

"So we need to be quick."

Chen Sanshi's Hokage looked up at the record board.

The outline is very faint.

He spoke haltingly.

"The fake coordinates that Han Jian handed over..."

"What we really need to protect isn't that halfway point in the road..."

"He is someone who cannot be named by the royal court..."

From the lowest level of the Heavenly Realm's rear camp, a deeper lock click suddenly came.

The remaining two darker scorch marks also darkened at the same time.

The second round of clearing has begun at the command tower.

"After three breaths, erase the second old foundation stone."

Chen Sanshi, the Hokage, trembled slightly, but still wanted to continue.

"Protect the other one..."

First breath.

The back of the old fire plate gets hot.

Liu Bo felt a burning sensation in his palm and instinctively flipped over the record board.

A fragmented surname emerged.

It's not "Korean".

It's not the full name either.

The stroke was altered.

Like something that has been forcibly torn apart—

"Qin".

Liu Bo's pupils contracted, and he instinctively slammed the record board down on the table.

Chu Shanhe frowned.

"What did you see?"

Liu Bo's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

Lin Xiao turned to look at him.

Liu Bo raised his head, his voice dry.

"That half-word..."

"Like Han."

"It's like the surname of someone on Earth."

Second breath.

Inside the Ministry of Education's monitoring room.

Qin Weiguo's old bronze badge on his chest suddenly turned red.

That incomplete character "Qin" seemed to strike an old lock inside the bronze seal from afar.

The fabric was burned through directly.

All the screens went black for a moment at the same time.

next second.

A fleeting glimpse of an old image flashes by.

That was the previous Minister of Education.

He stood in the dimly lit archives room, his face obscured by the firelight.

It was as if they had known all along that someone would eventually witness this scene.

He left only four words.

"Don't look up my name."

Qin Weiguo suddenly pressed his hand to his chest.

The old bronze medal was so hot it looked like it had just been taken out of the fire.

In the monitoring room, no one dared to speak.

Before the third breath.

On the Huayang recording board, the second scorch mark began to crack.

It wasn't Lin Xiao who opened it.

It was Wang Ting's side that took the initiative to push the second debt onto them.

A woman's cry came from the cracked scorch marks.

Very low.

Very mute.

It carried a fear that had been suppressed for a long time.

"Don't mention my name..."

"I can't go back..."

"I'm still guarding that door for the royal court..."

At the same time.

The blank imperial seal on Tianjiao's chest fully opened.

That's not an eye.

It's more like an unfinished stamp.

Zhang Xin is blank.

In the void, a voice that did not belong to the Heavenly Emperor chuckled softly across the star trails.

"Lin Xiao".

"You settled the first old score too soon."

The three characters "Chen Sanshi" are firmly imprinted on the old fire board.

It was not erased.

It didn't become blank either.

In the Ministry of Education's top-secret file, that line of text lit up three times before finally freezing.

[Former subordinates reassigned: Chen Sanshi.]

[Affiliation: South Gate Guard Battalion]

Status: Left a comment.

[Physical body: Still trapped in the enemy formation.]

Inside the Three Thousand Cities Military Soul Tower, an old lamp has appeared.

The lights were dim.

Even very faint.

But all the veterans in the tower stopped what they were doing.

Someone took off their military cap.

Someone read it aloud in a low voice.

"Chen Sanshi".

These three words seem to have been retrieved from a very, very distant past.

On the city wall.

Bai Potian's blade was still pointing at the Heavenly Realm's rear camp.

He grinned, a fierce grin.

"The royal court's account books aren't something you can't tear up, are they?"

Zheng Aiguo did not laugh.

He gave the order immediately.

"Old Fire's temporary file has been created, establishing the first successful template."

"Names cannot be relied upon."

"Military status is not something to rely on."

"Records cannot be relied upon."

"Record anchor points."

As the orders were issued, the three major cities—Sanqiancheng, the Ministry of Education, and Huayang Wuhan University—responded simultaneously.

Inside the old Huayang battle formation.

Lin Xiao did not look at the record board that Liu Bo had locked.

They didn't ask any further questions about the half-character "Qin".

He simply raised his hand and pressed down on the Emperor's Sword in front of his knee.

"Seal and archive Chen Sanshi's records."

Liu Bo nodded immediately.

"The Ministry of Education, 3,000 Cities, and Huayang are all operating simultaneously."

"Only the name of the fire is passed on."

"Guessing will not be included in the archive."

In Qin Weiguo's projection, the fabric of his shirt had been burned through by an old bronze badge.

He glanced down, his voice a little hoarse.

"If that word really refers to me, according to wartime censorship procedures, I'll be the first to be blocked."