Global live stream of the containment of the aliens terrifies the alien fleet.

Across the globe, cheers nearly lifted rooftops.

A collective gasp rippled through the ranks of the angelic legion.

"Without a doubt—it is a real dragon."

"This kind of life... actually exists in reality?!"

"No, it's that cardboard box—to be precise, what Master Xin stepped into was a world unto itself inside the cardboard box! Could it be... that within this small space lies a complete world?"

"Good heavens! A box the size of a palm can swallow an entire world?"

……

The group of angel girls couldn't contain themselves and started chattering away.

Angel Yan's gaze sharpened, her expression changing slightly: "It's that cardboard box! Sealed within is a wondrous realm! Inhabited by dragons… Even more astonishing—any mortal who steps inside can shrink their body according to its rules!"

Best Friends Channel.

"He Xi... the Cardboard Box Secret Realm, or rather the 'Mustard Seed Realm'? The prototype of the multiverse that Principal Kiran deduced back then has actually materialized before our eyes."

The Holy Keisha could not hide her awe.

"Yes... dragons, living, breathing dragons, they really exist!"

He Xi sighed softly, but her tone suddenly turned somber.

What truly shook her to her core was the cardboard box itself.

Organize your own world!

It allows beings from other realms to come and go freely, and can also rewrite the biological parameters of the Lord of Faith in real time, so that his body can automatically adapt to the laws of this realm!

This has completely shattered all existing physical frameworks.

It is an utterly devious and unorthodox power!

……

Devil One.

"Ha! That scoundrel actually broke into the Dragon Clan's secret realm?! I, the Queen, have truly seen something new today! If all those dragons were transformed into demons... tsk tsk, their combat power would probably tear apart galaxies!"

Morgana licked her dry lips, her heart skipping a beat.

The little devils under her command were merely handpicked from ordinary humans or muscular athletes; their strength was limited.

At best, they can be forged into elite demons.

But if those ancient dragons that blot out the sky were dragged into the transformation array—that would be the true world-destroying power!

……

The Styx Galaxy.

"Incredible! Absolutely unique!! There really is an independent little world! What's even more terrifying is that its laws can actively accept life from the outside world... Holding this cardboard box 1762 is equivalent to holding the entire territory in your grasp!!"

Death God Karl's voice trembled, and his fingertips shook.

He was so excited that he spun around halfway on the spot.

These days

His understanding was repeatedly overturned.

First, there was God's Daughter 239, and then there's this cardboard box secret realm 1762!

Every heavy blow shatters the old logic.

The world is being rewritten!

An era has begun!

This is an era of mystery—all technological paths and all theoretical foundations must be overthrown and rebuilt!

An unprecedented new era is tearing the old curtain apart!

……

[In the light screen]

Xinye immediately spotted the pterosaur perched in the clouds: nearly fifty meters long and over twenty meters tall at the shoulder.

Each scale gleamed with a cold, hard, steel-like luster, and even though it was covered in cracks and scorching, it still exuded a suffocating pressure.

With a mere whimper, its foul-smelling dragon breath was like a splash of strong acid, instantly eroding the rock wall in front of it with honeycomb-like holes, causing it to peel away in a rustling sound.

A thin sheet of plain paper lay quietly at his feet—as if even the dragon's might was circling around it.

Master Xin was taken aback, then bent down and picked it up.

Several lines of writing suddenly appeared on the paper, and they were actually clear and square Chinese characters!

{Our master said we would never see each other again. We were heartbroken. The other dragons felt the same way, once filled with hope and longing. Sadly, those dreams could never be shared. Our master was going to create another realm, but he said…you cannot step into this new realm. We were heartbroken.}

{We love you, and we will never forget. But we are so afraid... will you forget us?}

{They've all left. Only we remained—because that was the vow we made.}

The handwriting was stained with dark red, as if it had been carved with the last bit of strength.

……

outside world.

Bridge of the Juxia.

"Dragons...the world of dragons!"

"The dragons kept their promise! Lord Xin has found them!"

"This must be the letter that the origami dragon didn't send before it died... It turns out that it had already run out of fuel."

"Why... my nose is feeling sore..."

"Wait! Someone, stop Master Xin! He's still inside and can't get out!"

……

The super soldiers fell silent until Glenn suddenly spoke, and the entire room fell silent.

Yup!

Lord Xin is still trapped inside.

This is fucking ridiculous!

[In the light screen]

The world of cardboard boxes.

"Waaaaah..."

A low, hoarse wail rolled from the pterosaur's throat, its breath as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Its large, well-like eyes were filled with clear, glistening tears.

As soon as Xinye appeared, its cloudy pupils suddenly lit up—it turned out that it had never been forgotten, and the vow made back then was still burning brightly.

"Dragon...a true dragon! You can't hold on much longer? Don't be afraid, I mean no harm! I have medicine here—wait, let me save you!"

As Xinye gazed at the battered yet still towering giant beast before him, his heart clenched with a burning, aching pain.

He actually understood the entrustment and trust in those sobs.

He frantically ripped open the lining of his armor and pulled out several vials of emergency medication that gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light—the powerful regeneration fluid that came standard with the Shenhe armor, capable of even stitching up torn nerves.

He used both hands and feet to climb up the dragon's spine, like climbing a collapsing mountain; and he pried open that huge mouth with his bare hands—a single fang as thick as a load-bearing pillar, with a bite force strong enough to chew through alloy armor, and the breath he exhaled was wrapped in a red heat wave, so hot that even his eyebrows curled up when he got close.

But that's the strange thing: it didn't resist, it just quietly lowered its eyes, as docile as an old horse that had recognized its master.

With trembling hands, Xinye poured the medicine deep into his throat, then bent down to clean the old wounds that were so deep that the bone was visible.

Time flows at an absurdly fast pace in the world of cardboard boxes; a moment in the outside world is like a fast-forwarded film reel.

Everyone held their breath and watched as the rolled-up flesh slowly closed up, scabbed over, and turned a bluish-gray color under the influence of the medicine.

The enormous creature, which had been lying motionless, gradually raised its forelimbs, and its chest began to rise and fall steadily.

A month later.

The world of cardboard boxes.

"hold head high!!!"

A dragon's roar that pierced the clouds and split the rocks exploded in the valley, causing the rock walls to shed dust.

The pterosaur that had been panting on the ground finally stood tall, its wings suddenly unfurling—its black scales, like black jade tempered by fire, were over seventy meters wide, blotting out the sky and the sun; each scale gleamed coldly in the sunlight, its oppressive aura crushing across the entire desolate valley.

But at that moment, it suddenly lowered its neck, exhaled hot white breath from its nostrils, and nodded deeply to Xinye.

"Should I... go up?"

Xinye froze, then subconsciously pointed to himself. They had spent the past month together, feeding each other medicine, cleaning its wounds, and watching the sunrise and sunset together; they had long since come to regard each other as comrades who could risk their lives for one another.

"Waaah..."

The pterosaur responded with a low growl, its throat vibrating like an ancient drumbeat.

He took a deep breath and climbed step by step on the jagged dragon scales, finally standing atop the dragon's head covered with black iron-like horn.

"hold head high!!!"

With a flap of its wings, a gust of wind swept backward!

Lord Xin's armor fluttered in the wind, and all that could be heard was the thunderous sound of air being torn apart.

The speed was so fast that it blurred the view. Wherever the dragon's breath swept, rocks crumbled and ancient trees turned to dust. Even a small starship would probably disintegrate on the spot if it collided with this force!

At that moment, he grinned, like a child clutching a sparkler and rushing down the hillside, his roar mingling with the sound of the wind and soaring into the sky.

Before long, the pterosaur landed in a deep valley, its claws parting the layers of giant rocks—

Dragon eggs, their shells gleaming with a bronze patina and adorned with ancient runes, were clearly visible, each one heavy enough to weigh down the earth's breath.

"This... *gulp*... a dragon egg?"

Xinye's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He leaped off the dragon's back and grabbed one of the dragons—it was half his body size, cold and hard to the touch, with patterns like molten gold threads, faintly pulsating with the rhythm of life.

In the distance, beneath the precipice, piles of white bones lay like mountains, ribs bent like longbows, and skulls larger than city gates—

This is not a ruin, it is a dragon's tomb.

All the ancient dragons that have perished will eventually rest here; all newborn dragons will also hatch and cry here.

"Give...to me?"

He stood frozen in place, watching the pterosaur slowly kneel down, then roar to the sky, its wings suddenly flapping...

Xinye was lifted up by a gentle yet irresistible force, soaring straight towards the top of the cardboard box dome!

Splash...

The black mist surged and exploded again, and everyone instinctively took a half step back.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a figure staggered and landed in the distance...

Xinye stood steadily on the ground, clutching the dragon egg with pale gold patterns tightly in his arms; the eggshell was slightly warm.

"Holy crap!! Holy crap—Brother Xin! This thing... is it really alive?!"

Chuangzi's voice cracked, and his words trembled and became incoherent.

"A dragon egg! Master Xin, you've really struck gold!! A dragon egg!"

Glenn's voice trembled, and his hands shook with excitement.

Isn't this the dragon egg that Xinye dug out of the cardboard world?

They can actually bring it out?

Does that mean... Lord Xin might actually ride a dragon to heaven?

This is so outrageous it's chilling!

"Xiao Xin! That egg in your hand—is it really a dragon egg?"

General Du'ao's pupils contracted, his gaze fixed on Xinye's palm, then suddenly swept over the egg that shimmered with a faint blue light.

A wisp of scorching heat was slowly rising from the surface of the eggshell, so intense it was almost tangible—it was pure dragon breath!

Its energy level far surpasses that of any life form on Earth. Even before hatching, its life rhythm overwhelms the entire super soldier squad, and even the most outstanding gene enhancers pale in comparison.

"Everyone... what are you still doing here? I... didn't I just leave a short while ago?"

Xinye was stunned, his eyes filled with astonishment and confusion.

"Time flows a hundred times faster! One month and three days inside the cardboard box equals only eight hours in reality!"

Lianfeng spoke quickly, instantly dispelling the fog in Xinye's mind.

His expression instantly cracked, and his mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg.

……

Bridge of the Devil One.

"Holy shit! You bastard! It's 103 times!! One day outside is equivalent to 103 days inside the box! You bastard! Ato, do you even know what that means?"

Morgana gripped the armrest tightly, her knuckles turning white, and her voice trembled.

"What does it represent?"

Ato looked bewildered and scratched the back of his head.

"Representative—these idiots can train a veteran elite force in the blink of an eye! Not to mention... if that egg really is a gentian, it's simply heaven-defying!!"

Before Morgana could finish speaking, she transformed into a shadow and shot out, heading straight for the Giant Gorge.

She swore—

We must seize this world of cardboard boxes! Its value is hotter than ten thousand Star Destroyers!

Especially for certain beings, such as Ge Xiaolun with the Galactic Force bloodline—

Time is the most powerful catalyst!

As long as you can endure it, even the longest time can transform a tender bud into a towering ancient tree!

in other words--

Even if there's no dragon in the box at all, just based on that 103-fold time difference...

It is already a divine object capable of rewriting the universe's格局 (geju, meaning overall structure or pattern)!