Hostility

The snow was falling heavily in the north.

The place where the Holy City is located is the hometown of faith. Here, everyone is a believer in the Lord of All Things and All Powers.

After the Pope's death, the Church did not select a new Pope for the time being.

The reason is simple: God has not issued a decree. As the incarnation of God walking on earth, the Pope naturally needs God's approval. But since the ceremony, although everyone in the church knows that the new God has been promoted to the new Lord of All Things, the other party has never contacted them on his own initiative.

The fact that the bishops and the Knights of the Cross had gathered together without the Pope's summons was undoubtedly a sign of something big happening.

There were chairs set up in the magnificent temple. The church leaders bowed to the empty Pope's throne and sat down in the corresponding seats according to their rank. Unlike usual days, everyone's expression was extremely serious.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin the meeting. According to the intelligence we received, the Mechanical City has developed a device that can purify pollution. It has already been put into use. This is a huge threat to the church, a matter of life and death. What do you think?"

"We can't allow this kind of behavior to continue. The church is already in a bad situation after the fall of the Pope. If everyone uses their machines, the church will never recover."

The bishops nodded in agreement. Santo coughed, attracting the attention of the others: "What does our Lord say?"

"No instructions have been given from my Lord."

The bishop in charge of criminal law sighed and looked at Santo: "Bishop Santo, before our Lord ascended, you were His guide and had the best relationship with Him. Did our Lord give you any guidance individually?"

Santo shook his head in pain, and seeing his answer, the clergy looked at him with deep eyes.

Soon, another bishop broke the silence: "We cannot sit and wait. If our Lord does not give an answer for the time being, then we will give an answer. Before our Lord gives his will, we must not let them ride on the head of the church, otherwise people will lose respect for the church."

The rest of the people had no objection, and the matter was settled in the discussion among the clergy.

The archbishop sitting in the main seat said, "If you have any other suggestions, please share them."

"I suggest that we impose sanctions on all areas that use machinery to purify polluted areas and send warning letters to the lords. If they insist on doing so, the church will no longer send any priests to carry out purification. In addition, we will also withdraw the clergy who originally maintained daily work in the area. On this point, the church will never compromise.

Bishop DeWitt, who was born in the West, was decisive in his actions. The words of this iron-blooded priest won the support of most people. Only Santo frowned slightly.

"Although this idea is good, the nobles already hate the church. If we cause further alarm and resistance, we will lose more than we gain. How about this? If someone uses the purification machine, the church will provide assistance to the territory of the opposing nobles. When they see the territory of their mortal enemy continue to develop, they will remember the good of the church."

"So what should the Twelve Round Table families do? They are not afraid of these threats."

"That's easier. The territories of the Twelve Round Table Families are vast, and it's impossible to completely cover them with purification equipment in a short period of time. Give them a warning. If they find a purification facility in their territory, the church will abandon all purification work and withdraw manpower."

Hearing this, the remaining clergy nodded in agreement.

"Let's do it this way. I will send someone to pass on the notice. Before our Lord responds, we must not give up the church's dominance over the purification methods. It is certainly a good thing to have purification methods, but they must be approved by the church before they can be spread. Otherwise, it is heresy."

Soon, the church's notice was distributed to all places through various means. The major cities in the north were the first to respond, and the nobles who governed these cities could do nothing even if they had other ideas.

The residents under the Northern nobles were all devout believers. When they heard the news of the introduction of mechanical equipment, without the church's intervention, the residents were the first to disagree, and even secretly resisted and reported.

The spread of the word in the west has also been hit hard. As the area with the most migrations from the black fog, the clergy cannot do without it. However, the five major families living in the west and their subordinate families do not want to be restricted by the church. They took the initiative to suggest to the people sent by the Mechanical City that they could hide some of the purification facilities to prevent them from being discovered by the church.

The situation in the east and south was slightly better. In the east, there were dragons. Once they got serious, they were very scary. Except for the rare case where the Luo family took the beating for Oleus, no one was willing to confront them. At the very least, the industry would be hit hard. At the worst, the dragons would come in groups and beat them up with sacks at night.

Moreover, the Machinery City is currently stationed at the mine warehouse in the east, and they told me that they would ban the sale of their purification machinery. That's really asking for my life.

The situation in the south is even simpler. I don't know about other places, but the new town is in Ya'an's territory. Ya'an has never paid any attention to the church. The artificial people have spread widely in their territory and have long been integrated with ordinary people. As long as they don't show that they have replaced the crystal, no one will find out that they are not human.

Upon hearing the church's ban, the major families were extremely anxious, but the people in the Mechanical City and Mason who were in charge of this matter were very calm.

They all knew that the so-called purification device was not an instrument at all, but a group of talking and moving artificial humans. When they followed the school into the realm, the white crystals in their bodies would spontaneously absorb the pollution in the air and then neutralize it. After absorbing a large amount of pollution, it would turn into black crystals.

These black crystals will be taken away by the Mechanical City. Some will be used for research, and the other part will be given to Gloria to enhance the power of the dolls.

Hiding the purification device?

The church should first learn how to identify artificial humans!

But it is impossible to say that there is no impact.

Guixiang City has always had a close relationship with the Mechanical City, and has always promoted schools rather than churches. After the church issued a notice, the clergy who stayed here collectively wrote a letter asking Mason to build a church.

From the beginning to the end, Mason had no intention of allowing such a thing to appear on his territory. The two sides parted ways unhappily.

After contacting the Northern Holy City, the church leader in Guixiang City found Mason.

"We respect you very much, Lord Earl. After the establishment of Guixiang City, the church made indelible contributions. We cleaned up the pollution and held blessing ceremonies for the residents. The bloodline of the church defended the city, and the priests became an important logistical force."

"The church has always maintained a good relationship with Guixiang City and has made a lot of efforts. But we did not get what we wanted. You built a large number of schools and spread the theory of the Mechanical City, but you did not give the church the same respect."

"We hope you can build a church in your territory. Promote the church to the people of the territory and offer your faith to our Lord. As long as you do this, the church will be a friend of Guixiang City forever. But if you insist on standing on the side of the Mechanical City, then we will evacuate all clergymen and no longer provide purification to Guixiang City."

"From now on, this land will become a forbidden area for the church. No matter what happens, no priest will ever set foot on this land again."

These words are quite serious for a city built in the West. The church leaders obviously knew that Mason had a very good relationship with the Mechanical City and asked him to choose between the two.

Once the church's purification is left, the black mist will continue to erode the land, eventually causing environmental degradation and greatly increasing the probability of mutation, and eventually turning it into a paradise for monsters. If the church's help is chosen, the relationship between Guixiang City and the Mechanical City will inevitably deteriorate, and they will no longer be able to leave the church's support.

Even the heads of the five major families here have to carefully consider this matter. Those with brains will of course choose the Mechanical City. Once the purification machinery is popularized, the lord can completely get rid of the constraints of the church. But in order to achieve this, the prerequisite is to overcome the difficulties ahead!

Although the church representative did not say it out loud, his face was full of confidence. He was not worried at all that the other party would reject him.

You know, the location of Guixiang City is more dangerous than the Black Fog Front. This is in the Black Fog! Without the support of the church, no city can survive here.

This is a naked conspiracy, or perhaps a silent threat from the church. The roaring fangs of this huge beast are enough to make any beast retreat temporarily. They hope to seize the position of the church, and at this moment, the church flexes its muscles.

The linen-haired boy sighed and said with an apologetic expression, "I know that the church played an important role in the construction of this city. I'm sorry. I have no intention of building a church in Guixiang City to spread the idea of ​​faith."

"I'm glad we've reached an agreement. Considering the size of Guixiang City, you only need to build a church in the center of the city. But there also needs to be churches in the surrounding villages... Hmm?"

The fluent text was already halfway through. The church representative suddenly realized what the other party had said and raised his voice in surprise: "You said you refuse?"

"Yes, Guixiang City does not need the existence of the church, or in other words, any territory under my command does not need people. The people in the territory do not need to rely on faith. They can conquer the black fog and drive away the pollution with their own hands."

The representative looked at Mason like he was crazy and said, "You'd better think about what you said. You have to know that without the church, Guixiang City would be engulfed by black fog within a month. Even the lamp oil burning in the street lamps is made by the church. If the church really decides to give up this place, the consequences will be disastrous."

"I have personally participated in the construction of Guixiang City, so I made this suggestion to you. For the sake of the people and the city. More importantly, it is because I respect you - the young earl who dared to create miracles in the dark fog. I can ignore what you just said. As long as you nod, I will regard it as your agreement to the church's request. The church will be the most loyal friend of Guixiang City."

He emphasized the last sentence, staring straight at Mason with an undisguised sharp look.

But the young count did not understand his good intentions and replied gently: "You are a good man, but I refuse."

The representative stood up, his face livid: "Then we have nothing to say. Within three days, all clergy will evacuate this city. I hope you take care of yourself!"

Without waiting for Mason to answer, the clergyman turned and walked away. He stopped at the door and said coldly, "I thought you were a sober man, Lord Mason, but now it seems that you are just that."

Having said this, he left here angrily.

Mason counted in his mind, and after a while, someone knocked on his door. The boy sighed and said, "Come in."

Morse carefully poked his head out: "My Lord, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, why are you asking?"

"Isn't this because I'm worried that you might be thirsty or hungry?"

The man smiled awkwardly, hesitating for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "Is it not a good idea for us to do this? If the church really withdraws, the scenario they want to imagine is likely to happen. The current Guixiang City is not strong enough to fight against the black fog on its own."

"What are you talking about? They are the church, not God. Can they represent God?"

"ah?"

Morse was covered in mist.

If the church cannot represent God, what else can represent God's will?

The so-called church is to carry out God's will.

Mason knew what the other party was thinking. He knocked on the table and said, "Don't read church books if you have nothing to do. You have been brainwashed. Now, get to work. Have you finished reviewing the documents you were supposed to review today?"

The boy's topic jumped too quickly for Morse to catch up, and he subconsciously said, "Not yet."

"If you haven't got any yet, what are you hanging around for? Is it because you don't have enough work? Then take this pile of paperwork away too."

“…”

After a brief exchange, Morse walked out the door in a daze, holding a thick stack of documents.

He regretted it. He shouldn't have mentioned what the church said. Wouldn't it be better if he just worked hard? He just said a few more words. He had to work overtime until the early morning tonight!

With a heart full of regret, the man's back looked extremely sad.

Looking at Morse's back, Mason knew this was just the beginning.

Before the church members had completely left Guixiang City, the boy received a greeting from the Mechanical City. Ham called from thousands of miles away, and the middle-aged man on the other side of the screen had a gloomy face. He looked unhappy.

"I heard that the church is leaving. Do I need to send a group of androids to maintain the stability of Guixiang City? I know that this group of church members are unreliable. All the machines sold to them will be twice as expensive as those sold to others!"

Mason was amused by the other party's childish temper: "No, just follow the plan we agreed on before, and give priority to supplying the east. Then expand to the central and western regions."

Ham was persuasive and seemed to have the demeanor of an elder, but in fact, he was ready to send a large army of robots to deal with the situation with just one sentence: "It's not shameful to ask for help. You are still young and no one will laugh at you."

The boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and promised repeatedly: "It's really okay. I won't joke about the safety of Guixiang City."

After confirming that the other party was telling the truth, Ham muttered a lot before reluctantly hanging up the phone. He walked around a few times, still feeling uneasy.

Otherwise, how could Ham be a genius? A genius is someone who does what he says and is extremely willful. When he looked up, he saw the android standing by the wall. Ham's eyes lit up, and the more he looked at it, the better his idea was.

"No. 3, do you want to go to Guixiang City?"

The android replied with a paralyzed face: "Yes, Master."

This is the latest android he made when he was itching to do it. If Mason were here, he would definitely be very upset. The two look exactly the same, closer than brothers. When he first saw No. 3 in his mechanic vest, Mason didn't know what expression to show. Only Ham was laughing and looked very happy.

Hearing the other party's address, Ham was very dissatisfied and taught: "I have told you so many times. It is no longer popular to call you master these days. Call me teacher!"

"Okay, teacher."

The middle-aged man was satisfied: "Come with me, let's go find the mechanic to ask for someone."

He walked out of the room, and what came into view was a silver-white corridor with a metallic feel. Ham opened the elevator skillfully and entered the place he wanted to go. A pleasant neutral voice sounded in the elevator: "Welcome, respected researcher Ham, the place you are going to is the first production room, are you sure about the destination?"

"yes."

Ham readily confirmed it, and after his identity was verified, the elevator automatically took off, circled for a while, and landed smoothly. After passing through layers of verification, Ham entered the production room.

The people working here did not wear windbreakers or vests today, but only a very simple white shirt. The hem of the shirt was tucked into black trousers, and the whole body exuded a sense of coldness, "Don't get close to me." The only decoration on the whole body was a half-finger glove. The slender five fingers were wrapped in black leather, revealing the lower half of the palm and wrist bones, with clear and beautiful edges and corners.

She ignored the sudden visitor. Her eyelashes drooped in a tired and lazy arc, making her look thin and cold. The woman sat on her knees beside the production line, casually manipulating the assembly of the devices, as if she was sitting by the water and fiddling with a newly opened lotus.

Ham: "How many androids are available now? Are 3,000 enough?"

The mechanic raised his eyebrow and saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance: "Are you planning to send a batch of artificial humans to Guixiang City?"

Ham praised him generously: "How smart! As soon as I called, Mason burst into tears and asked the teacher to help. We in the Mechanical City should help, right?"

Mechanic: "......"

The woman raised the corner of her lips and said coldly: "Heh."

If I wasn't myself, I would really believe it.

She knew it was useless to stop him, and Ham had indeed come to inform his partner. After that, he began to pick and choose.

The mechanic said without even looking up: "Put that down. That's the high-end stuff for the central region."

Han Mu waved his hand and said, "It's okay, we can rebuild it."

"We've run out of white crystal of that purity, and the next batch Gloria made will take a month to arrive."

"The pollution level in the central region is low, it is prosperous, and there is Partington. The church will not give up suddenly. It does not need such a good thing."

"The point is not whether they can be used or not, but that these are the stepping stones to open the defenses of the Central nobles. And didn't Mason say that it would be fine?"

"You contacted him too? Hey, this kid must be showing off. The more a man suffers, the harder it is to speak. That's when he needs care the most!"

"Where did you learn those words?"

"I talked to Mason's father. He is a wise man and taught me a lot. No wonder Mason became a good boy."

"......"

The mechanic sighed deeply and paused his work: "Learn less nonsense from others and read more books."

No, I have to give Faile some advice when I get back.

What do these two men talk about every day when they are together?

......

The mechanic failed to persuade Ham, and watched him pack up half of the warehouse.

Mason helplessly raised his forehead, feeling that things might be more complicated than he thought.

Sure enough, before he had even finished cleaning for an hour, there was a knock on the door.

The boy put down his pen, feeling that he might not be able to work seriously today. He sighed deeply and said loudly, "Come in."

The door opened gently, and the first thing that came in was the aroma of snacks. Mason knew who the person was when he smelled it. Fayelle put down the plate,

"I heard that you rejected the church's proposal. Is that true?"

"It's true. Guixiangcheng doesn't need a church."

Mason didn't know how many times he had to repeat this sentence. He rubbed his forehead and straightened his attitude.

"In fact, I respect the church very much. In the process of fighting the black fog, they have made contributions and sacrifices that cannot be ignored. But the church today has made one mistake."

The young man said in a gentle, calm and firm voice: "God serves for man."

"Without humans, gods are worthless. The church has deified gods without limits, and has stifled the abilities of humans themselves. This is wrong. Humans can use the power of gods to resist pollution, but they cannot rely solely on gods. When they begin to demand that everyone do things their way, eradicate heresy, and expand their power for the sake of their own status, they become enemies of humans."

Faile stared at him for a long time, with a complicated look in his eyes: "If your words today get out, the church will definitely regard you as treason, and they will kill you by any means necessary."

These words were so heartbreaking that they were like a thorn in the church's spine, tearing off their last fig leaf. Once they got to the church's ears, Mason would become a thorn in their side.

The boy winked at her slyly and smiled like a little fox: "So I will only tell you for now."

Faile's expression softened and softened, and her heart was in a mess. Between the church and the child, she would definitely choose the child unconditionally. Besides, she came here today just for this matter.

"Your idea is good, but it's a little difficult to realize. Although I don't like those guys very much, the existence of the church is necessary for the city. Not only because of the purification ceremony, but also because of the lamp oil used in those street lamps, various purification barriers, and measures to seal pollutants. The church has just announced that it will suspend the sale of all products to Guixiang City within three days."

"I have some friends who can help us supply these consumables. They are happy to come to the west to do business. Abner also knows some people who are his old friends. They are quite powerful and can come to clear out the monsters nearby."

Mason rejected the other party's suggestion without hesitation: "Don't worry, Mom. Even though the church is gone, it's still okay to keep Guixiangcheng."

Faile frowned slightly, then quickly relaxed, and gently reminded: "If you need anything, please tell us immediately, don't force yourself."

Mason promised obediently, and had a wonderful afternoon tea with Fayelle. After the snack, Mason continued to read, while Fayelle cleared the plates and closed the door gently.

After walking out of the door, the woman turned around and looked at her husband who was almost leaning on the door to eavesdrop, with the words "family misfortune" written all over her face.

Abner was not ashamed, but proud. He followed Faier like a puppy for a while. After they were far away from Mason's room, he asked, "Did Mason really reject the church?"

"Yes. Although he said it is not necessary, the major chambers of commerce will certainly be cautious. By then, transportation and sales will become a problem. Let the men take action. We can't just sit there and wait for death."

A stern look appeared on Faile's face, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes: "The church has gone too far this time. It will definitely cause a lot of dissatisfaction. I will find a way to stir up resistance and cause them some trouble."

After getting a definite answer, Abner slapped his thigh and said with joy: "Good refusal, I have disliked those guys for a long time! I have all the purification methods in my hands. If I don't follow them, I will become a monster. When I went to ask them to remove the curse on Mason, those guys didn't even let me in. Now you all have to get out!"

Faile wanted to ask the other party to speak more quietly, but he paused for a moment and sighed softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

When Mason was pregnant, the two of them were following Ya'an to participate in the first Black Mist counterattack plan. The western environment at that time was worse than it is now, and their bloodline energy had to stay together and be active on the front line together. Therefore, they often became the target of monster attacks.

Due to various factors, it was not until more than two months after the baby was born that Faile discovered that she was pregnant. The couple was both happy and worried.

This is the long-awaited fruit of their love. But the counterattack could not end in a short time. At that time, on the battlefield that Ya'an was responsible for, the two of them had the widest applicability and the strongest ability.

Either the two of them continue to fight, and the child is likely to be in danger, or the two of them withdraw together. The Black Mist Counterattack Team has lost contact with humans, and the human situation is critical. No one can rush over immediately to replace them to protect those warriors.

During the struggle, the two chose to defend the front line, successfully rescued many people and protected that line of defense.

As a price, they gave birth to a child cursed by the black mist.

As warriors, Faierel and Abner can hold their heads high and have nothing to be ashamed of; as bloodlines, they are respected by all their companions. But as parents, they have always felt guilty towards Mason.

If we had left in time, if we hadn't used our abilities over and over again, if...

If there were another option, one that would allow them to balance the war and the children, the couple would do it no matter what the cost.

Unfortunately, the most unlikely thing in the world is "what if".

In order to resolve the black mist curse on their child, they sought help from countless people. If the Luo family could speak a few words for them with Ya'an's help, then for the church, helping the couple would be a win-win situation.

Yes, they are pitiful.

But who in this world does not deserve pity?

The church has limited resources and will only help those who are most worthy. Obviously, a viscount couple is not worthy of them doing so.

For this reason, Abner went to the church for help countless times, but was turned away. He finally persuaded a bishop, but he only said one sentence after examining him.

"This child was born with a lost soul. There is no point in purifying him. Keeping him alive will only increase his suffering. Please accept my condolences."

Even if the curse is lifted, he will only be a fool who acts on instinct. It can even be said that Faile just gave birth to a corpse, whose soul has been taken away by the black mist in the embryo.

But when she held the baby in the cradle and felt his weak breathing, Faierel still burst into tears.

As the saying goes, mother and child are connected by heart, and she had been looking forward to the birth of the child since she became pregnant. But this was the result.

If God cannot solve these things, can the devil save their children?

The couple searched everywhere at all costs, even going against their own will and secretly making a deal with the Black Mist believers.

Fortunately, a miracle really happened. Their child was freed from the curse, opened his eyes, broke the conspiracy of the Black Mist believers, and shouted "Mom and Dad" to them.

From that moment on, the couple decided they would do anything for this child.

Abner calmed down and gently wiped away his wife's tears: "What we did was not in vain."

They had made great achievements in the West. Although more than a decade had passed, the warriors and blood relatives they rescued still remembered them.

Not only that, they had established many favors in the past. As long as some of them can still be used, they are precious wealth. For example, Feiler contacted his former subordinates and secretly developed power outside. Another example is Abner, who used some means to contact various families in Partington, and dealt with them boldly and carefully, and now has gained a lot of trust.

There are many, many, many things that are done behind the scenes. While the children are thriving, they are also working as hard as they can.

Faile snuggled in each other's arms, listening to Abner's heartbeat, and she finally felt at ease.

"We're going to make the right decision this time, right?"

Abner kissed her forehead and answered without hesitation: "We have never made a wrong decision."

Even if they were allowed to go back a dozen years and know the ending, the couple would still make the same decision.

Because they are blood, nobles, lords, and warriors. After enjoying the people's offerings, they must stand at the forefront and become a wall of flesh and blood! Protect those ordinary soldiers who stand shoulder to shoulder with them, and protect those colleagues who rely on each other despite the risks of mutation!

But now, after more than a decade of suffering for those choices, Pfeiffer and Abner now have only one identity.

They are Mason Cross's parents.

In the next battle, they will only wield the sword for their children!

......

The actions of the Mecha City cannot be hidden.

Fortunately, the goods that Abner contacted could be transported in various ways. Three thousand androids rushed into Guixiang City and declared to the outside world that they were providing "support".

As for why we need support, everyone can see it.

Mason felt amused and warm, and finally accepted all the care. The church watched coldly, and their silent laughter was visible to the naked eye. They didn't believe that such a hastily arranged arrangement could be put to use.

This can be said to be a decisive game.

If the city wins, the church's dominance, which was built on purification, will be destroyed.

If the church wins, the first shot of the nobles' resistance will be extinguished, and it will take great courage to resist again.

A girl in an intricate long dress appeared on the city wall, feeling the divine aura completely dissipated. Her expression remained unchanged, and she calmly raised the lamp in her hand.

No one saw this tiny figure, and compared with Guixiang City, she seemed insignificant.

At this moment, even with the promise from the nobles, the people in Guixiangcheng were still in a great panic. They were talking about it and it was difficult to suppress the anxiety in their hearts.

From a long, long time ago, the church was like a cloud hanging over our heads. When the cloud dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and when the cloud gathered, thunder and lightning continued. But no one had ever thought that the church might disappear. If it weren't for the earl's pressure and the fact that it was too late to leave, it would still be unknown how many people would be left in Guixiang City now.

The linen-haired boy sat in the lord's mansion, looking out the window quietly. Many people came and went, delivering government orders, comforting the people, and working non-stop. Many of them had sad expressions on their faces, but they suppressed them because of their status. But Mason could see clearly: it was anxiety, fear, doubt and confusion.

There is a huge mountain weighing on people's hearts, called the church. The latter has not done anything special, but has grasped the lifeline that determines life and death.

Those who do not follow the church's beliefs are destined to suffer, and these dying fighters are only to satisfy the church's financial needs. If one day the church needs to destroy someone, it does not even need to do much, just throw a few baits, and countless people will rush to become its swords.

Even the Noble Association would not choose to break off relations with the Church unless necessary. This huge monster holds a terrifying power and controls the minds of all humans.

——No, in fact, it is not the church that controls human beings, but God.

When people accept that they cannot reach the realm of God and stand shoulder to shoulder with God, they can only kneel before God. The power of purification is only one of them. Ultimately, the reason why humans give up thinking is that they cannot do it.

Prejudice is a mountain that blocks people's ability to look up at the sky.

When they get used to relying on, fearing, and obeying God, they are in disguise depriving themselves of their own power. The church is its minions, and faith is the seed of evil, all of which need to be uprooted.

The boy looked up at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the mist and look at a very high place. He thought of his hometown.

It was a world where humans conquered the sky and the universe and never gave up. Gods were created based on people's needs, not to be served.

Fortunately, humans are a sufficiently talented race. As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, they will burst out with amazing vitality.

People living in the foggy era have not lost the courage to look up at the sky. They just need someone to wipe away the fog and the determination to do something that others cannot do.

The boy looked away and put down the teacup in his hand. The delicate porcelain bottom collided with the tabletop, making a crisp sound.

"Well, let's get started."

He murmured in a low voice, and at the same time, the girl standing on the wall opened her mouth and sang a song that only she could hear.

The girl's singing voice drifted away to the wilderness with the wind, and a water mirror appeared on the Guixiang City in response. The mirror reflected a ruined city with shimmering water.