The Great Dream God

Wei Yanren's voice echoed in the empty space, like thunder. His anxious eyes shot directly at Sun Yifang, and he shouted word by word: "Sun Yifang! You can't go on like this. You must stay calm, you must stay calm!" His tone was full of concern and exhortation, as if he was trying to calm the waves in his heart with the ripples of his words.

Sun Yifang stood there like a silent sculpture, his face covered with a veil of pain. He covered his chest tightly with both hands, the beating of his heart seemed to carry an endless weight. He took a deep breath of air, the breath flowed in his lungs, carrying a suppressed pain. Slowly, he exhaled again, as if releasing the thousands of troubles in his heart. His eyes broke free from the confusion, and he said firmly: "I'm calm now!"

Every word seemed to be frozen by frost, revealing a cold and hard determination. Although Sun Yifang's words were calm, they contained silent struggle and tenacity. His chest rose and fell, and every breath was a control of his emotions, a struggle between reason and emotion.

Meng Jin's words were like winter hail, cold and sharp, and every sentence pierced people's hearts. He spoke slowly, every word was precious and powerful: "If you can't adjust your mindset, then I advise you to leave this team. In this team, everyone, no matter how humble or prominent, exists like a star and is indispensable. They have built the foundation of the team with their beliefs and nourished the common dream with their sweat. Every smile, every persistence, is weaving our common future. And if you can't resonate with them, you can only be regarded as redundant."

“Our team is not a place for cowardice and self-centeredness. What is needed here is solidarity and selfless dedication. Everyone is a mountain, each with his or her own unique value. Only you are like a floating cloud, seemingly in it, but with nowhere to put it. Your wandering and hesitation will only become a hindrance to our progress. Therefore, if you cannot find your own position and cannot put the team first, then quitting may be the best choice.” Although Meng Jin’s words were harsh, they were full of meaning and made people think deeply.

Sun Yifang, that independent and tenacious soul, his voice echoed like a huge bell in the empty space, and every word he said was as resounding as a bolt from the blue.

He disdained any form of preaching, especially one that attempted to treat him as a child.

His eyes burned with the determination of an adult, a unique light bestowed upon him by time and experience that could not be extinguished by anyone.

"I don't need your superiority, and I don't need your dictating." His words were full of power, as if every word was an ironclad proof of his independent will. "I am not a child who has never experienced the ups and downs of life. My mind has long been tempered by the hardships of life and is as hard as iron. No one, no one, including you, has the right to educate me and guide me in the direction of my future."

He stood up, his steps firm, and his resolute momentum seemed to be able to shake the mountains and rivers.

His decision was already engraved in his heart, and his goal was as clear as a mirror - the mysterious and dangerous Tunguska Volcano was the stage for him to challenge alone. "I choose to leave, not only to leave this place, but also to leave your protection. I will embark on this journey alone, flatten the thorns ahead with my feet, and use my determination to open up my own path."

His eyes were shining with determination, which was an eager anticipation for the future and an endless trust in his own abilities. "I want to declare to the world that I can do without you, I can face the difficulties and obstacles of life alone, I can climb that volcano alone, and I, Sun Yifang, will prove with my actions that I have the strength to walk my own path in life!" His words were like thunder, shocking people. With unquestionable determination, he strode towards the unknown, towards the Tunguska volcano, towards the journey of self-affirmation.

As soon as Sun Yifang finished his words, he left this noisy place like an elegant crane and stepped into the lush forest in front of him.

His steps were light and firm, and every step was accompanied by the whisper of fallen leaves, as if he was composing a silent symphony with nature.

The sunlight in the forest was mottled, shining through the lush branches and leaves, and sprinkled on his body, covering him with a golden veil. His figure was looming in the light and shadow, like a mysterious poem in an ink painting.

Everyone watched him walk farther and farther away until he completely blended into the embrace of the forest and disappeared from their sight.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped here, leaving only the breathing of the forest and the singing of the wind.

Sun Yifang's departure was like the end of a magnificent drama, leaving behind only endless reverie and deep awe.

His determination and calmness are like an unsolvable mystery, incomprehensible yet unforgettable.

Meng Ze, the iron-blooded leader, put away his deep gaze, as if he was hiding endless contemplation in the depths of his pupils. He turned to the group of people gathered in front of him, those soldiers with confusion and sadness in their eyes, and broke the silence with his firm and powerful voice: "What are you still hesitating about? It's time to set off. Everyone has his own mission to complete. We can't stop because of the departure of one person. Our steps can't be hindered by any changes, even if he is a member of our army, our brother."

"His departure is heartbreaking, but it is not the end. Life is like the vast galaxy. Every star has its own trajectory. He just changed his path and continued to shine. Our army is like the universe. No matter which star falls, the overall light will not be extinguished. He can still move in new areas. His spirit and his will will always be with us."

"Remember, we are an indestructible army, a blazing fire of life, and a beacon of hope. We cannot forget the existence of sunshine because of a brief haze. Everyone is fighting, everyone is moving forward, and this is the meaning of our existence. So, cheer up, let us carry on his legacy and continue to move forward, make our steps more firm, and make our faith more ardent."

In the mysterious white mist, the figures of the 98 riders appeared and disappeared like flickering candle flames, and each of them experienced a struggle between life and death.

They encountered unspeakable difficulties. Those illusions and crises lingered in their hearts like ghosts, making people shudder.

Meng Jin, the brave and fearless guardian, his timely intervention was like the dawning light, dispelling the shadow of death and saving them from danger.

However, the scars of those dangerous situations were deeply engraved in their hearts, and fear followed them like a shadow, causing their courage to cool in an instant.

There was a glimmer of retreat in their eyes, and their once firm steps were now hesitant.

The biting cold and the extreme danger were like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, sending chills down their spines.

They began to question and fear, as the unknown future seemed to be filled with endless darkness. Most people chose to retreat, as their former ambitions seemed so fragile in the face of reality.

However, there is always a group of people in the world whose hearts are harder than steel and whose wills are brighter than the stars.

They ignored the difficulties before them, stuck to their beliefs, ignored their inner fears, and moved forward resolutely.

Their eyes are bright, their steps are firm, and their determination has never wavered. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, they will still take their own steps, remain true to their original intentions, and remain committed.