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

Amiya went along too.

"They've all changed."

"The Doctor has become more approachable, and Amiya has matured like an adult."

"Only you, Kal'tsit. You haven't changed."

"Perhaps."

The lynx turned its head to look at the beautiful bird that had landed on the railing in front of her.

"You really are..."

"Why is Kal'tsit so sure it's me? What if it's just a prank by Her Majesty?"

“I haven’t said my name yet, Theresa.”

"Ah, so I was the one who gave myself away. Kal'tsit is so cunning."

The birds’ voices carried a hint of regret and cunning.

"Perhaps it's just... I know him a little better. No, it's not really knowing him."

Or perhaps, she doesn't really understand anyone.

"Don't blame yourself like that, Kal'tsit."

A bird flapped its wings and landed on her head.

"If Kal'tsit hadn't told me about those things concerning His Majesty, I might not have been accepted by His Majesty as smoothly as planned."

Although she was trying to comfort the lynx, there was a hint of boasting in her words no matter how you listened to them.

"I thought you were just curious, but I never imagined you were already planning that scheme back then."

Kal'tsit didn't care what Theresa did to the daytime, imitating the characters in her own stories.

What she cared about was that the other person had secretly planned such a dangerous thing behind her back.

“I’m sorry, Kal’tsit. I wanted to tell you, but the Doctor said that knowing the outcome wouldn’t be as effective.”

Kal'tsit could tell what the bird was talking about just by twitching her ears.

"Thank you so much."

"Right? Let's have a celebration party when the professor comes back."

Seemingly oblivious to the lynx's mood, the bird continued to cheerfully offer its ideas.

"..."

The lynx nodded slightly.

“There’s one more thing, Theresa.”

"what?"

"I really like Rhodes Island."

The bird paused for a moment, then chuckled softly.

"Let me tell you, Kal'tsit, I've seen so many interesting things while following Your Majesty these past few days."

"You have no idea how fun His Majesty's little ones are."

"That beast isn't as scary as the legends say. In fact, it's even more arrogant than Kal'tsit. It just wants a hug from Your Majesty, but it uses me as an excuse. Sometimes it's quite amusing how it gets so angry when it can't argue with me."

"Kal'tsit must go to the north to see those legendary battles, those heroic people... Once the aliens are eradicated, all we'll see are a few short, tasteless words in books."

"And there's more, and there's more..."

The birds brought stories from faraway places, and the lynx listened quietly, recording them in its heart.

Returning to the daily life of the guards of Changyuan (2)

"Encircling artillery fire detected!"

With a shout, a piercing whistling sound pierced through the air above Changyuan, followed by an explosion that I had seen countless times before.

"Fortunately, the Divine Dragon Venerable repairs the ground after each battle, otherwise, with the ground being blown up, I'm really afraid they would dig through the ground to reach Changyuan."

One of the soldiers, looking at the Dragon Lord who was diligently providing logistical support for the artillery firing, said with lingering fear.

"Kid, you're overthinking it."

The veteran next to him picked up the water bottle at his waist, took a sip, and then said:

"If you can think of it, how could the God-King not have thought of it?"

"Let me tell you, the area beneath this wall has long been permeated with the divine power of the God-King. Those things, let alone digging them out, would be annihilated just by getting close to them."

"Since the Divine Lord is so powerful, why doesn't he just kill those big guys directly? That way we won't have to kill them repeatedly."

He had barely finished speaking when the veteran slapped him on the back of the head.

"Why are you so lazy, good-for-nothing? You have to do everything yourself. What's the point of having you serve in the army? You might as well let the God do the sleeping arrangements for you and your wife from now on."

"I was wrong, Uncle Wu. I was wrong, please stop hitting me."

He rubbed his head and chuckled apologetically, then defended himself for what he had just said: "It's really too much for me to have the deity do my little ten-minute thing. Besides, with my wife's looks... hehe, you know what I mean."

"Also, Uncle Wu, I'm not complaining about our duties. I'm just curious about the abilities of those big guys who always stand behind those aliens and watch."

"We're already using up so much ammunition fighting those low-level aliens. If we're facing those three... will our current weapons really be effective against them?"

"If those big guns don't work, let's use our old method."

The soldier surnamed Wu, however, did not think much about these matters.

"Just repeat the same methods you used to solve these problems. Don't forget the magic you've learned over half your life after playing with guns for a few days."

"Besides, even if we use these guns, our methods won't work. We still have those Divine Dragon Venerables. Don't be fooled by their observation these past few days; they've already figured out the enemy's strength and are just waiting for their turn to make their move."

"Little Jiang, I think you have good potential. Who knows, you might become a Divine Dragon Venerable in the future."

“Dragon Lord… Uncle Wu, you overestimate me. With my talent, how could I possibly be chosen? But I wish my rascal could be chosen.”

The Divine Dragon Venerable inherits the power of the Divine Dragon and fulfills its responsibilities.

It is not only a symbol of status and strength, but also an honor that one can boast about for a lifetime.

"The Divine Dragon Venerable? That's no easy job. It would be better to let that kid learn a good trade."

"Ugh?"

The two were startled by the sudden words and hurriedly turned around to see who was so arrogant as to look down on even the Divine Dragon Venerable.

"What's wrong? I wasn't joking with you guys. The Divine Dragon Venerable is really no good."

The striking red and white armor came into view, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I thought it was some foreigner spouting nonsense, but it turns out it's one of our own immortals.

"How can we compare to you?"

The other party was a "personal soldier" of the Divine Lord, whose status and seniority were a step above that of the Divine Dragon Venerable. It was understandable that the other party looked down on that status.

They were just ordinary soldiers. Although their presence at Changyuan meant they were more capable than other soldiers and that their deaths would bring them greater military merit to benefit their descendants, people always want to climb higher mountains.

"Hmm, just thinking like that will make your thinking fall behind."

This year, I plan to give them a proper lesson on how acquiring ample knowledge can change their future.

"Nian, you're slacking off again. Hurry up and come over here. One of the components on the defense platform overheated and burned out. Replace it for me."

"I understand, I understand. You two, remember my words, make sure the child learns as much as possible!"

Nian waved goodbye to the two of them.

Watching Nian's departing figure, the logic he had just learned hadn't quite faded from his mind, but the soldier still whispered something:

"Knowledge changes destiny... Although what the immortal said makes a lot of sense, I still want that brat to become the Dragon God."

The veteran surnamed Wu nodded in agreement.

As the saying goes, a man is a boy until he dies; his craving for super cannons, giant robots, dragons, and magic will never change.

"This is due to overuse. We need to check everything. There's definitely more than just this one damaged spot."

After inspecting the machine gun set over the years, they came to a bad conclusion.

"Then there's no need for repairs. Just have the new ones sent over from the city, and send the broken ones over to be repaired slowly."

The eldest brother, who had come with him, waved his hand and uttered words that exuded an air of nouveau riche.

“We don’t have that much time to repair slowly. To prevent such situations from hindering military operations, each mobile city has already prepared ten sets of spare parts.”

"Ten sets? That's...money."

Watching the soldiers dismantle the machine gun in front of them, throw the parts into boxes, and take it away was like watching a piece of pure gold, as big as a person and as thick as a cow, being stolen.

"Don't think you're out of the picture, Ninth Brother."

The eldest brother's words sent a shiver down the spine at the end of the year.

"Making a more durable replica using existing parts shouldn't be too difficult for you now, right?"

Nian agreed with a smile on his face, but inwardly he was screaming in despair.

The Changyuan region spans three kingdoms, and the sheer number of these defensive platforms is staggering, not to mention the immense effort required to produce the same equipment using even more advanced materials.

"Don't play the victim. Right now, all we need is for you to replace the defense platform in the Northern Underworld. I believe this won't be too tiring for you. You don't want the Divine Lord to take over your job, do you?"

"Okay, okay. I'll get started right away."

What else could she do after things had been said to this extent?

Nian twisted his neck and used the Aoneng Link to connect to the defense platform and begin receiving data from all the defense devices.

Seeing her start working, the eldest brother nodded in satisfaction.

Finally, we found her some work to do, so she wouldn't wander around all day saying nonsense and disrupt the soldiers' morale.

"Pass down the notice: each section should inspect and replace the defense platforms, and all units should prepare their equipment. Next time, we will try to reduce the use of defense platforms."

"Also, notify the Dragon Lords in each section to join the next battle. We, the defenders, cannot repel the alien species' next attack on our own."