This time she is fighting for a member of the Fire Color Clan named "Ke Li"...
A down-and-out artist.
Her story is worse than an asceticism, and it might only take a few lines to write down.
Drawing for a living - can't afford the diamonds anymore - change career!
I make a living by writing - the child is so hungry that he becomes stupid - forward it again!
I was working on music, and my child was almost starving...I decided to go home.
Fortunately, his family had some money, so Ke Li spent his whole life eating and waiting to die.
In the blink of an eye, she had another bard.
Just like that, Yu Xunge was blown into the lives of one Fire Color Clan member after another by that gust of wind...
I watched one mediocre story after another.
The only thing in common is that these stories all happened before the advent of the game in the "Glorious" world.
Yu Xunge didn't know how long she had been here. She had lost the concept of time.
She knew that every time she "landed," she would learn something.
History, music, paintings, types of gemstones, stories passed down orally among the Fire Color Tribe, and the Fire Color Tribe's most specialized gem-making techniques...
It seems that all races are like this. In addition to language and writing, they also create their own unique stories, music and paintings to record their moods and lives.
These may perhaps be collectively referred to as civilizations.
It is something that cannot be replaced by skills and games.
It seemed as if the world was teaching her this on purpose.
She immersed herself in it, as if she was back in Hufflepuff's alchemy shop or the Moonlight Wetlands of Astranaar. Learning new knowledge always made her feel more peaceful than ever before.
Until a sigh sounded in her heart.
The next second, Yu Xunge opened his eyes and woke up on the war cruise ship.
The star tracks in the sky were still bright. Yu Xunge asked, "How long has it been?"
Tulan knew she would ask this and answered immediately: "Five hours. I've surrendered on your behalf in every match. Snow Country has completely invaded Lighthouse."
It’s pretty good, Yu Xunge praised.
Zhuri Wuren and the others had already left. Seeing that Zaijiuxunge had woken up, the players passing by on the deck looked over but didn't come over. It was obvious that they couldn't get any information from him.
Yu Xunge checked the [Angry Moon] in his arms, and the purple fluorescence inside was gone.
Yu Xunge could feel that there was a [World Sigh] stored in his body.
She did not ask B80, whose information was already outdated, but asked [Zaijiu], what is the world's sigh? Zaijiu, who is the world's leader, should know about this kind of question, and she did not hide what she did.
【Carrying Wine】: What you eat should be a regret of the world, or a memory that the world does not want to forget.
[Carrying Wine and Searching for Songs]: So what is the use of collecting the world's sighs to a certain extent?
【Carrying wine】: I don’t know, no one has ever done this before
[Carrying Wine and Searching for Songs]: Is the moon the door to and from every world?
【Carrying wine】: You can say that
[Carrying Wine and Looking for Songs]: If I eat up the door of "Brilliant", can "Brilliant" be reshaped in the future?
[Zaijiu]: Yes, a new "moon" will be born every time the world is reshaped, witnessing a new beginning. The moon you saw on the dock of the dilapidated world has actually died a long time ago, but it has lingered for a long time because of regret and obsession.
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