The Great Dream God

Meng Jin, with an upright figure, stood at the foot of the high platform in the hall, his eyes like torches, fixed tightly on the noble throne. At this time, Emperor Zhang Tianlong, like the master of history, slowly stood up, and every movement was full of majesty and solemnity. He walked forward slowly, and every step seemed to step on people's heartstrings, stirring up endless expectations.

"The North Sea Empire, a name that once made us tremble, has now become the most solid ally of our human empire." The emperor's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in every corner of the hall, shaking the hearts of everyone present. "The tyranny and perverse behavior of the once rampant North Sea prince have been completely swept into the dust of history by us, becoming a thing of the past that no one cares about. This is our victory, the glory of the human empire, and the merits of every one of our warriors!"

His words were full of reflections on the past and expectations for the future, a commendation of bravery and fearlessness, and an affirmation of the historical process. Every word was like a branding iron, deeply imprinted in the hearts of those present, inspiring their deep sense of pride and belonging.

"Therefore, today, in the name of the Empire and with the respect of all people, I want to commend those brave warriors, those selfless warriors. They will be canonized as the new nobility of the human empire, and their names will be engraved on the monuments of the Empire, passed down through the ages and recorded in history forever. Their descendants will also be honored for their bravery and respected for their achievements."

After the emperor's words fell, thunderous applause rang out in the hall. It was praise for the heroes, blessing for the future, and belief in the prosperity of the human empire. Everyone present understood that this was not only a reward for individuals, but also a collective honor and an affirmation of everyone who had contributed to the empire. This decision, like a dazzling light, illuminated the path forward for the human empire and also illuminated the hope in everyone's heart.

In that solemn and dignified meeting, each elder seemed like a silent statue. Their palms gently clapped together, and the applause was like a calm lake, calm and deep. They sat in their respective seats, motionless, but their eyes were fixed on Zhang Tianlong in the center, the emperor of the human empire. His every move, every word, silently affected the pulse of the entire empire.

Zhang Tianlong's words were powerful, like thunder exploding in the silent night sky, shocking everyone. After he finished speaking, he waved his hand elegantly, and that gesture was like a conductor leading the rise and fall of a symphony, foreshadowing that a new chapter was about to begin. Every one of his movements was full of power and determination, making it impossible to look away.

Then, there was movement in the crowd. Meng Jin walked out first, his steps were steady, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heartstrings. Edward followed closely behind, his eyes were firm, like a sword pointing straight ahead, revealing fearless courage. Lisa, she walked gracefully, like an elf in the moonlight, her existence itself is a kind of power. Finally, it was Princess Ziyang, her figure was noble and majestic, like a symbol of the royal family, her appearance made the atmosphere of the whole venue more solemn.

They stood in front of Zhang Tianlong one by one, forming a unique landscape. They were the core members of the interest group formed around Mengjin, and every decision they made would affect the future of the empire.

Under the gaze of the crowd, they stood upright, like the pillars of an empire, tough and powerful.

Zhang Tianlong's mouth curled up slightly, outlining a warm and solemn arc. He slowly drew out the shining golden sword from the scabbard. The sword body flashed dazzling light in the sun, as if carrying endless glory and responsibility. Mengjin, the brave man who always stood in front, now took firm steps towards this sacred moment.

Zhang Tianlong's sword-holding hand was as steady as a rock. He gently touched Meng Jin's solid shoulders with the tip of the sword. This touch was both a coronation and a trust. The coldness of the sword tip was like his eyes, full of expectations for the future and admiration for heroes. His words echoed in the air, deep and powerful: "With the thousand-year-old code of the human empire as evidence, with the trust of the people and the blessing of the gods as proof, today, I, Zhang Tianlong, declare Meng Jin the new noble of the human empire. He is a hero in the hearts of the people and a guardian in the eyes of the gods. He deserves the title of Huaiyang Earl!"

At this moment, the wind in the square seemed to hold its breath, and only Zhang Tianlong's voice echoed in the air. Every word was resounding, like the bell of history, announcing that a new chapter was about to begin. The whole world seemed to be still at this moment, just to witness this solemn moment, the birth of a new noble, the rise of a Huaiyang Earl.

Meng Jin, this name resounded like thunder throughout the palace at this moment. He was actually promoted to the title of Earl, ranking third in the honorable sequence of dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts and barons. This was a shocking leap. This position not only symbolized supreme power and status, but also the highest affirmation of his outstanding talent, profound wisdom and fearless courage. This sudden news was like a thunderclap in the clear sky, instantly breaking the calm and making every noble present unable to remain calm.

They looked at each other, their eyes flashing with disbelief, mixed with deep doubt and awe. Meng Jin, the young man they once knew so well, the man who had worked silently in front of them, regardless of wind and rain, when did he accumulate such a strong power? They searched in the long river of memories, trying to find clues to this change, but they could only capture his firm and persistent back in his hard work day after day.

The hardships he endured alone during those years, the days when his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the moments when he never flinched in the face of setbacks, all of these have now condensed into the shining emblem of nobility above his head.

At that moment, people's hearts were filled with deep respect and they could no longer remain silent. They stood up from their seats one after another, like the waves of the ocean. Their applause was like the tide, surging, wave after wave, and continuous. This applause, like the waves hitting the reefs, was powerful and passionate, an endless congratulation to Meng Jin and a lofty tribute to his perseverance.

At that moment, Meng Jin's name was no longer just a code name for an ordinary person, but a symbol of tenacity and perseverance. His success was not only a personal victory, but also a model of dream realization, which ignited the spark of hope in the hearts of every ordinary person. They saw that Meng Jin, with his actual actions, proved that even in ordinary life, extraordinary miracles can be created.