The Great Dream God

There was an unspeakable confusion on Wang Wu's face and his eyes flashed with puzzlement, as if he was questioning the logic of this world.

He shook his head gently and sighed, and his sigh contained deep helplessness and a hint of irony.

"Are you really going to ask that noble lady?" He spoke slowly, and every word seemed to be carefully considered, "Just to find out how this incident has evolved step by step to the point where it is now?" His voice revealed a subtle mockery of complex interpersonal relationships, and a determination to explore the essence of the matter. This question is both a question and a suggestion, and it is also his silent protest against the status quo.

Ximen Yue nodded gently, his eyes as deep as the bright moon in the night sky, his voice low and firm: "Every decision is accompanied by unknown risks, especially the challenges we are facing at this moment. If you still have a trace of hesitation in your heart, a trace of fear of the unknown, then I sincerely advise you not to follow us into this unknown field easily. This is not only about courage, but also about responsibility to yourself and others. Without sufficient determination, you may be shaken in the face of difficulties and lose your direction in difficult situations. What we expect is a partner to fight side by side, not a hindrance that slows down our pace due to fear. So, please consider your choice carefully. Only by devoting yourself wholeheartedly can you find the strength to persevere in the difficult journey."

Meng Jin clenched his fists, sweat dripped from his forehead, soaking his rough palms. He wiped them hard, and his determined look seemed particularly resolute in the sun. "We have stepped into this unknown land, and every step is deeply imprinted in the long river of time. Looking back on the road we have come, it is full of thorns and challenges, but that is no longer our choice." His words were steady and powerful, as if he was announcing an irreversible fact.

“Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back,” he stared straight ahead with a burning fire of determination in his eyes. “Once the arrow leaves the bowstring, it will only fly towards the target, regardless of wind, frost, rain, snow, or any difficulties or obstacles. We are like that arrow. Since we have chosen to set out, we must move forward bravely, because there is no way back.”

Ximen Yue tilted his head slightly. On his weathered face, his eyes were like stars in the night, deep and bright, containing countless stories and wisdom. The years carved not only traces in his eyes, but also a keenness and understanding of the world. He listened quietly to the insights of the young man in front of him. Every word and every sentence caused ripples in his heart, as if it was an unfinished poem, which made people savor it endlessly.

"What the young man said makes sense!" he said softly, his tone was light but full of power. This is not only an affirmation of the young people's views, but also an acceptance and respect for new thinking and new concepts.

Meng Jin's teeth were clenched tightly, and one could hear the sound of him grinding his teeth. Every word he spoke was filled with endless anger and unwillingness. "When I come back, this matter will never be let go!" He widened his eyes, and there was a raging fire in his eyes, as if he could burn away all obstacles. "I must find that woman Zi Yang and ask her clearly! How could she arrange it like this? Did she really think that I, Meng Jin, was a puppet at the mercy of others?" His voice was low and firm, full of determination and indomitable spirit.

"This is simply sending me to my death!" Meng Jin clenched his fists, veins popping out, and every heartbeat reminded him of this cruel fact. He was not ignorant of life and death, nor was he afraid of death, but such an arrangement made him feel deeply insulted and betrayed. His chest rose and fell, and the indignation in his heart was like a storm, ready to burst out of his chest.

"I will come back," Meng Jin looked straight ahead with a firm gaze, as if he saw the future through the fog. "When I come back, I will let her know that my life, Meng Jin's, cannot be trampled upon by anyone!" His oath echoed in the air, every word was full of strength and determination, making it impossible to ignore his anger and persistence.

Ximen Yue and Wang Wu, two experienced leaders, stared at each other quietly at this moment, their eyes intertwined with doubt and expectation. Their minds were like stars in the night sky, flashing unknown light, trying to penetrate the darkness and see into the depths of the people in front of them. This stranger, his appearance was like the dawn, bringing a glimmer of hope to their road to restoration, but it also came with unknown risks.

Ximen Yue's frown was filled with memories of past failures. Those setbacks made him cautious about success. He thought to himself, "Is this man's promise as firm as his eyes? Can his wisdom break through the enemy's iron wall?" Doubts surged in his heart, but he knew that at this moment they had no way out and could only choose to believe.

Wang Wu's eyes were burning with fire, which was the love for his homeland and the desire for freedom. He looked at the other person, and his heart was also full of questions: "Is this person strong enough to fight against a powerful enemy? Is his determination as solid as a rock, and will he not back down no matter how great the difficulties are?" He understood that the dream of restoring the country needed a reliable ally, and the man in front of him might be the key.

They set out from the prosperous imperial capital, a city that stands at the intersection of history and modernity, carrying endless stories and glory.

They traveled south along the ancient canal, passing through prosperous towns and quiet villages along the way, and witnessed the richness of the land and the hard work of the people.

The river water gurgles and shimmers with golden light, as if the veins of history are flowing under your feet.

In the port where prosperity and tranquility meet, they boarded the majestic ship.

The ship bears traces of time, but it is still tall and majestic, as if it is an old man who has experienced many hardships and is ready to lead them to an unknown distance.

On the deck, the wood texture tells countless sailing stories, and the sails are hoisted high, like a flag guiding the direction, full of endless hope and expectation.

With the rise and fall of the oars, the ship broke through the waves, gradually sailed away from the familiar coastline, and stepped into the vast sea of ​​​​sky.

The sea surface is sparkling, like a sapphire inlaid on the horizon, boundless and inspiring.

Meng Jin stood on the vast seashore with rough waves and sunshine. The sea breeze gently blew the corners of his clothes, bringing a hint of salty ocean scent.

He gazed at the endless blue before him. The glittering golden sea seemed to be whispering about challenges and the unknown.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Jin felt the fear in his chest being swept away by the fresh air, and a firm strength grew in his heart.

He muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the sea breeze: "What is there to be afraid of? This world is vast and boundless, and every step is a new exploration. There is nothing to be afraid of!"

There was a fire of courage burning in his eyes, ready to face every challenge in life.

After saying this, he slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on Ximen Yue and Wang Wu.

The two of them were standing side by side, gazing deeply at the endless blue ocean, as if looking for some answers in the vast waves.

Looking at their backs, Meng Jin couldn't help feeling a sense of helplessness in his heart. A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed in a low voice: "It seems that the companions on this journey are not as reliable as I imagined!" This subtle atmosphere makes people full of unknowns and curiosity about their journey.