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Yannian returned to Lan's residence and found the house was pitch black. He thought that Lan had gone to deal with Sui Yang's affairs, which would keep him busy. He probably wouldn't come back tonight.

Fortunately, there was only one bed, so he could have a peaceful night's rest.

He still has to go out to look for Sui Yang tomorrow, so he should go to bed early.

But before that, he needed to replenish the old Xunshi in his wallet.

He is an official after all, it is impossible that he only has this little money - no one can hide private money behind his back.

Yannian patrolled the house carefully, looking for places in the door frame, on the floor, in the shoes, behind the drawing board, or... secretly installed a small mechanism at the bottom of the teapot and hid the money there.

These are all the little tricks Jing Yuan likes to play, but they are useless when used on Lan.

Yannian searched for at least half an hour but couldn't find a penny.

"How can it be hidden?" Yannian was a little shocked and looked for it again.

As a result, when I opened the drawer, the money was there openly, as if saying - don't be polite, come and take it.

There were much fewer than he expected, just a few stacks, and a small notebook next to it. Yannian picked it up and took a look. He opened the first page and his hand paused.

It's a sunny day today. I wonder where Brother Yun is traveling... I finally became a team leader. This is the first diary I bought.

There's no unit called Cloud Cavalry... I've decided to name my squad "Cloud Cavalry." The stars outside the window are so bright... Is that Big Brother Cloud smiling?

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[It's cloudy today. I donated 100,000 yuan to the orphanage. I hope... the shadow of the war will soon dissipate from the children's faces.]

The team's first rescue mission wasn't a complete success, but a few people...

[If it were Brother Yun's sword, it would definitely be sharper and faster...]

[No, Lan, you can become as powerful as Brother Yun.]

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[It's cloudy today. I saw several aging nobles occupying cryostat chambers, hoping to survive until the arrival of a miracle of abundance... But simply because they chose a location they liked, they dragged away the seriously ill inside.]

[I'm disgusted by this... It seems everyone has forgotten how Daiyu was destroyed. What if the goal we're pursuing is to become a monster like that?]

Was this a mistake from the beginning?

[No one told me the answer, but I held Brother Yun's jade pendant tightly—I still want to live well.]

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Luo told me that Abao was sick, and the other child's parents wouldn't let Luo know the details. I contacted several doctors, but they all refused.

I applied for a cryostat, but was told it was full.

Luo said that Abao's hair had already fallen out... How should I put it? I thought about Brother Yun's expression. He would probably say coldly, "Life and death are determined by fate."

I'll always remember the first time I met Brother Yun. He savagely said, "Hurry up and show me the way, or I'll kill you!" Even so, I couldn't do that to a child. It was cruel, but there was nothing I could do.

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Flip the notebook to the middle.

[It's sunny today, everything is fine. After a busy day, I lie on the grass and look up at the sky.]

I like looking at the sky because I can see the ever-changing clouds, their unpredictable movements. This is the only time when clouds fall into my eyes.

Even if the clouds disappear, I won’t be sad.

Because the book says that clouds and mist are the breath of the mountains and the sky, both of which share the same origin. When the clouds grow tired, they bend over and become mist; when the mist awakens, it evaporates and becomes clouds again.

One is written in the sky, the other is signed in the mountains. People mistakenly think they are two different things, but in fact they are the return journey.

[——Strange, how could I write such a strange thing?]

[Perhaps, we will never see each other again in this life... But I will protect the Immortal Boat as "Cloud".]

There is a lot written at the beginning of the note, but the words become fewer and fewer as it goes on. It seems that the owner of the note has begun to hide his thoughts deep in his heart and no longer tells them to anyone.

There were some papers between the notebooks, recording the flow of money. Most of it was used to support the repair of some equipment and the orphanage's meals.

Yannian forced himself to tear off the page with the words "Born from the same root" written on it, closed the notebook and threw it back into the drawer.

“What’s the point of writing so much in the end?”

"It was just an accident--" Yannian sneered and did not touch the money. He found a suspicious point in the notes strange. He had heard the old man mention the name "Abao" in the cemetery.

He guessed that the old man was a noble of a higher status and would not be unable to get a place in the cryostat.

So... he guessed wrong?

It didn't matter, he just went to get his sword back.

Yannian no longer thought about it. Lying in bed, movement consumes energy. It is better to sleep for a while. Things are different now than they were in the past, so he should save as much as possible.

After turning off the lights, Yannian lay on his side.

While his consciousness was dormant, it seemed as if someone lifted his quilt, then slid their fingertips along the edge of the quilt to his forehead, stopped, and gently brushed across his eyebrows, as if confirming his presence.

The sky was getting brighter and the night was fading away. A shadow lingered for a moment and then quietly left.

The door closed and all was quiet.

When Yannian woke up, there was a wallet next to his pillow, which was full of Xunshi.

The scent of mist lingered in the air. Yannian held his forehead, still too weak - otherwise, with his vigilance, how could he let anyone get close to him.

Picking up the wallet, Yannian's eyes revealed an unknown emotion and his fingertips clenched.

Using Lan's money... is only natural.

Subconsciously, this is what Lan deserves, what he owes him, even his life is not enough, let alone money.

but--

Yannian didn't want to use Lan at all at this moment. Forget it, great things can be accomplished without being too particular about trivial matters.

Yannian comforted himself, took the money and left, looking around for Suiyang, but didn't find many.

On the way, I bought some materials for a device that could detect the appearance of Sui Yang, assembled a detector myself, and then tried it out. The effect was okay - after all, some Sui Yang still showed up.

Yannian put on a mask to cover the scars on his face, asked the nearby residents where Lan was, got the location, and arrived at the door of Lan's service point.

He wanted Lan to mass-produce these so that... it would be more convenient for him. After all, it would be too slow for him to do it alone.

The soldier stopped Yannian with a spear in his hand. Seeing that Yannian was wearing a mask and not revealing his true face, alarm bells rang in his heart. He asked in a serious tone, "What's the matter?"

"Just tell Lan that Yun is okay." Yannian crossed his arms across his chest, standing straight, neither humble nor arrogant.