I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

The daytime waved away the rain clouds, and summoned a gentle breeze to dry the year's hand.

“I only provided the blanks for the vessels; it was you, Ah Xi, who actually cast them.”

The young man smiled, his violet-like eyes sweeping over the scroll on his lap during the day.

"Was this a gift for the National Day holiday?"

"Ah."

He picked up the painting during the day and waved it off to the old man.

"Would you like to take a look, sister?"

"Me? No, no."

"After all, she gave this to you specifically, so I won't look at it."

A smile appeared on his lips, and then he raised his hands and slowly clasped them together under the gaze of the daylight.

"Guess which hand I have something in."

"If you guessed right, I'll give it to you."

Nian slightly raised his head, looking like he was eager to guess.

"Ugh, this is a bit difficult."

Bai Zhou stared intently at the two small fists in front of him, then pointed to her right hand under Nian's gaze.

I'll guess this.

"Ugh, shouldn't we reconsider? Do we really want to choose this?"

Year tilted his head and said this deliberately, trying to change Daylight's mind.

"Okay, I'll choose this one."

Bai Zhou didn't actually intend to guess correctly; he was just playing along to make her happy. If she guessed correctly, it would be a bonus, but if she didn't, it wouldn't be a big deal.

"Hehehe! You guessed right!"

Nian opened his hand, gave it a slight shake, and unfolded a fan, which he then gently waved.

"Here, this fan is for you."

The year closes the fan and throws it into the daytime.

"Thank you for the fan, Sister. I am deeply grateful."

During the day, he caught the fan and joked with her with a smile.

"Hehe, don't you dare lose it, I'll be doing a surprise inspection when I get back."

"If I find out you don't have it with you, I'll punish you severely."

Seemingly to increase the weight of her words, Nian even clenched her little fist and shook it at Bai Zhou.

"Of course not. How could I be so foolish as to lose something given to me by my elder sister?"

"Hmm... It's okay if it's lost, I'll get you another one later. I can't bear to hit such a cute little brother."

Nian turned to the side and gently rubbed Bai Zhou's head.

"Sister, please take good care of yourself. I will deal with the God of Time as quickly as possible."

Holding the immortal in his arms, the true dragon made a vow to her in a firm tone.

"Promise me, sister. Take care of yourself and don't get hurt."

"I want to spend this New Year with everyone."

The words whispered in his ear caused him to lower his eyes and look sideways.

"Idiot, of course I know. Who wants to get hurt?"

She was still smiling, but a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

He woke up at eighty-one, but not fully awake.

"Move at the sound of the drum! Retreat at the sound of the gong! No one may move without authorization! No one may desert their post! Anyone who disobeys this order shall be punished for disrupting the morale of the army!"

Loud shouts rose amidst rhythmic vibrations.

It was only the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), the two moons in the night sky were about to fade, and the rising sun had not yet appeared. Yet this path, surrounded by mountains, was already filled with armored soldiers wielding weapons.

Thousands, tens of thousands, tens of millions.

They move like ants leaving their nests, and their momentum is like a tiger hunting its prey.

In the long procession, a drummer is placed every ten meters. The drum is placed on the vehicle, and the drummer beats the drum together with his companions in front and behind to give orders.

The rest of the soldiers obeyed this order and advanced or retreated together.

Daytime is also included.

He walked alongside a boy soldier who looked no more than sixteen.

Most of the people in the group were young people like him.

At their age, they should not be involved in such a war.

But this damned world has already worn down their elders. To survive, they must abandon their desire for a life of ease and take up arms to fight for the future.

They also understood this principle well.

Their instructors had already told them this when they enlisted.

"You brats, you've caught a lucky break. With the momentum at the front, His Majesty will soon be able to wipe out all those evil gods!"

"Trying to survive the battlefield! If you survive, better days will come. The rising sun will no longer be cold. But I won't live to see that day..."

During the day, I look up and gaze ahead.

The dark mountains resembled giant beasts lying prone on the ground, waiting for them to traverse them.

"Once the sun rises, we will have no way back! No matter what happens, there is only one thing you must do! Obey the drum's command!"

"Let me repeat myself! You can only move according to the drum's command! If the drum doesn't sound, you're not allowed to budge even if those things' claws come down!"

The general leading the army roared his orders into the wind, carrying them to every soldier in the army.

Their legion will be the key to changing the course of events on the front lines; the greater the pressure they withstand, the more the other armies can accomplish.

"Now! Let's cross this mountain! Let the high-ranking sun witness the spirit of us Yan people!"

The tiger's roar shook the mountains, and the drums sounded like thunder.

As you pass through the withered trees, the moment your view rises from the ravine, the sun breaks through the dawn, and the sky is filled with rosy clouds.

Then came a deafening roar.

"..."

The daytime watched quietly.

again and again.

Young soldiers who, though not yet adults, already understand the greater good of their country; pioneers whose faces are weathered by wind and frost, yet who remain undaunted and fearless; virtuous and righteous individuals whose heads are covered in dust, yet whose eyes shine brighter than candlelight…

And then there is that which unites everyone, bearing the burdens of the past and illuminating the future...

"Long live the true dragon!"

The cheers of victory pierced the clouds and shattered the rocks, and the remaining people surrounded him, who brought hope and raised it up, celebrating with him.

"This is a blessing for the Great Yan Dynasty."

During the daytime, in a solemn and respectful manner, one bows to the people ahead.

"Thank you for showing me such a wonder. In return, I will shatter you with all my might."

The next moment, the illusion before the true dragon shattered and collapsed like a stone thrown into a lake. Dense fog filled the true dragon's vision.

Then, the fog gradually thinned, and the imposing figure appeared and disappeared in the fog.

After three breaths, the fog completely dissipated.

Before him, that ancient and mysterious being was scrutinizing him.

"A tiny speck of dust... disturbs my slumber... insatiable greed..."

He recognized the identity of Daylight.

Similarly, He was angry about this.

Even after I've already made such concessions, this damned dust is still not satisfied. Is it trying to exploit and extract His last bit of value by entering my dream again?

"There's no greed involved... I just felt you weren't sleeping soundly, so I came to help you sleep better."

Bai Zhou also gazed at the deity before him.

The breath of time emanates from the oldest being in the world.

Its weathered and mysterious nature inspires awe.

"madness……"

He was annoyed. He saw not only the dust in front of him, but also the flaws that originated from himself.

He chuckled.

They were just fragments, their lifespans less than the number of His tails, yet they had already begun to fear death and desire to live forever?

"So...waking up...is also acceptable!"

He intends to breach the contract early.

This realm is His dream, and in this realm, He, as the master of the dream, is the Almighty God.

A few minor flaws, but they're easily concealed.

A little dust, gone in a breath.

It's just a matter of order.

Since that's the case, He also finds it troublesome, so He decides to first sweep away the dust and then fix the flaws.