The Great Dream God

Wei Yanren's words, like the first ray of light at dawn, penetrated the darkness before dawn and sprinkled on the unknown road they were about to embark on, giving them endless hope and expectations. "Even if we can't stand up immortal monuments like heroes in this great mission, standing in the long river of history?" His words were full of firmness and determination.

He gently tapped the weapon hanging at his waist, and the cold steel seemed to be ignited by his passion, flashing a sharp and solemn light. "But in the boundless starry sky of this empire, we have the opportunity to encounter those bright pearls, those proud children of heaven. Their light is as dazzling as the stars, and will surely illuminate the entire empire and light up the road to the future." His voice was deep and passionate, and every word was like a meteor that broke through the silent night sky, leaving a series of gorgeous tracks.

Wei Yanren looked up, the sun shining on his face, reflecting his resolute outline, his eyes like a burning fire, illuminating the fog in everyone's heart. "Isn't it a supreme honor and a rare treasure in life to become a confidant of these proud children of heaven?" His question, like a melodious melody, echoed in everyone's ears, arousing resonance deep in their hearts.

This is not just an expectation, but also a belief and a passion for the unknown.

His eyes are deep and bright, like the stars in the night sky, each star carries his endless vision for the future. His pupils reflect not only the phantom of dreams, but also his ardent desire for the unknown world, as if he has foreseen those possible friendships, like the Milky Way sprinkled on the dark sky, each ray of light is a warm promise, shining with the brilliance of commitment and hope.

However, when Meng Jin's voice sounded, the picturesque vision was instantly blown away by the cold wind in the dusk. Meng Jin's words were like the cold wind in the winter evening, silently penetrating the heart and making people shudder. "You see the starlight, but I foresee the storm. Your optimism is like a summer rainbow, short and beautiful, but what I see is dark clouds, foreshadowing an impending disaster. Those stars of friendship may be just illusions before the storm, a cruel joke of fate, rather than a real safe haven." His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy stone, hitting the heart, making it impossible to ignore his pessimistic prediction of the future.

Meng Jin's voice was like the night wind in late autumn, low and cold, containing endless melancholy and helplessness. "Although Princess Ziyang's thunderous wrath will not take my life instantly, her political tactics are enough to make my life path full of thorns and difficult to move forward. I, an ordinary person in the market, am powerless to resist the mountain-like authority of the nobles, unless... I can integrate into their world and become a part of them."

He took a deep breath, which seemed to condense the desolation between heaven and earth, and then he resolutely took a decisive step towards the door that symbolized an unknown fate. The door was open, as if mocking his insignificance, and as if tempting him to explore the unknown possibilities. The heavy atmosphere was like a huge rock, pressing on his chest, making him realize that this road was not only rugged, but also a road of no return.

Each of his steps was accompanied by determination and struggle, just like groping forward in the dark night, not knowing whether there was light or deeper darkness ahead.

His eyes were as tough as steel, and in his heart, a blazing flame burned like lava deep in a volcano, fervent and resolute, vowing to burn all obstacles to the ground. "I will climb to the pinnacle of nobility and become the brightest star in the human empire, letting the light of glory illuminate every dark corner, so that no one can restrain me with shackles or be arrogant to me!" His low oath echoed in the air, like thunder exploding, shocking people.

His eyes instantly became as bright as stars, like the Big Dipper breaking through the darkness, illuminating the road ahead of him, which was the glorious road to power and freedom. "I will use the dignity of a noble to smash the prejudices and shackles of this world, and let those who have looked down on me and been arrogant see how I dance gracefully like a swan on the stage of power, unmatched and unstoppable! My steps will be a melody that they cannot imitate, and my rise will be a magnificent sight that they cannot ignore."

The fire in his heart burned more and more, like a wildfire fueled by a strong wind, unstoppable. His dream was not a castle in the air, but a castle built on solid stone, with every brick and tile soaked with his sweat and determination. He wanted to carve his own noble emblem with his own hands, so that the mark of power would be imprinted in the long river of history and passed down forever.

The corners of Meng Jin's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and his eyes flashed with disdain, as if he was examining an insignificant clown. "Asshole!" He sneered, "How could those nobles look down on someone like you? In their arrogant eyes, you are just a chess piece to be used, a tool that can be discarded at will!"

His words were like sharp blades, ruthlessly analyzing the cruelty of reality. "Once they have squeezed out your value, they will ruthlessly abandon you, like discarding a tattered leaf. You fantasize about dancing with them and trying to get a little benefit from it, but that is simply a delusion within a delusion, a dream bubble of wishful thinking!" Meng Jin's words were full of irony and sharpness.

He took a deep breath, and the breath was like the cold wind in winter, with a piercing sobriety. "However, dealing with these nobles can indeed exchange for a priceless treasure - that is opportunity, the opportunity to rise to the top in one step!" His voice was cold but full of temptation, like a bright light in the dark night, illuminating the unknown road ahead. "This opportunity is like a meteor streaking across the sky, short and dazzling. Only those who are brave enough to seize it can leap to the pinnacle of glory in an instant." Meng Jin's words revealed a profound philosophy that could not be ignored.

Wei Yanren's face was filled with arrogant disdain, and every word he said was like an arrow piercing the other person's heart, "You are simply dreaming, full of nonsense! Why should I deal with those vulgar people? Their world is not something I, Wei Yanren, can be involved in? Should I abandon my lofty principles and condescend to accompany you to indulge in wine and women, live a life of drunkenness and dreams, and live an unrestrained and extravagant life?" His eyes flashed with contempt, his tone was cold and firm, and every word was like a carefully carved pearl, strung together to express his deep disgust for that kind of decadent life.