Arknights is too real, right?

Dream, I had a dream.

However, until I woke up from the dream, I was still not sure whether what happened in the dream really happened.

Or maybe, that dream is the real reality, and everything I have experienced here is just a dream.

Or maybe, both sides are just dreams and I haven't really woken up yet.

Or maybe, both sides are reality.

Or maybe this can't be called a dream at all, but an illusory scene that flashed through my mind when I saw Ifrit's pleading expression.

Like a bystander, at that moment, I witnessed what happened in those dreams from another perspective.

As if in another time and space.

There are many people in the lobby of the barbecue restaurant. In addition to some familiar members, there are also people who should not be here, such as Big Bob, Frosty Moon, and Cross.

Of course, there are some people I am familiar with who have disappeared in Black Feather, as if they had never joined, such as Ansel, Froststar, ACE, and Nanfeng.

This dream is very illusory, and the flow of time is also fast and slow.

When the news came that Hemo had been arrested, facing Ifrit who was crying with red eyes, I wasn't sure if I agreed to her right there to save Hemo.

I don’t know why I didn’t agree.

After a long time, Ifrit disappeared.

It seemed that nothing happened to Helmer because of this incident. Afterwards, she took Ifrit to the Minoan border.

They boarded a huge mobile ship and disappeared from my sight.

All-out war in Kazdare has already broken out, and soon, Victoria is also ushering in changes.

I don’t know what the opportunity for change is. I just saw it in my dream. The south and the north turned into two battlefields confronting each other.

Black Feather was not the leader of this war, he was just involved in it. Of course, Black Feather did not need to be involved, all because of a drop of tear.

The war situation in Victoria intensified, and the prairie fire swept across most of the country, like a vortex of storm. In addition to the four major military regions, more forces from distant countries joined in.

The queen of Kazdare died in the conspiracy, and someone replaced her as the new king. After winning, this person set his sights on Victoria who had made the same mistake again.

The more you gain, the more you want to gain; the more you lose, the more you will fight to the death.

Wildfires set a prairie fire, and what was once paradise turned into hell.

In this dream, I don’t know where the king in my heart went in the end. I only know that many people I know are dead.

The war subsided, the dynasty changed, and Victoria came to the same peace as before the war broke out, just like the beginning of reincarnation.

Is this really a war caused by the conflict between infected people?

If the natural disasters and the Source Stone disappeared from this world, wouldn't this war happen? I don't know.

But in the dream, I thought I could give it a try.

But before I try, I seem to have more important things to do in the dream, things that I must do in Huo Yu Xia Feng's stupid values.

I left Victoria alone. The black wings that once ruled Victoria’s underground structure announced their dissolution.

Soon after, I heard about the Chernobog incident that shocked the world. The silent integration movement in Ursus, which started with a natural disaster, completely surfaced.

In the dream, I left the eastern part of Terra, and the Qicheng incident had nothing to do with me. I was far away from the war and came to an island country with cherry blossoms in full bloom.

It was like the beginning of a new story. I came to a strange country. The blade of the Shenyue Sword brought up a mist of blood. I just wanted to fulfill my obligations as the leader of Black Feather.

All grievances and grudges were fleeting, and what happened next was even more fleeting.

The stars and the moon are passing by, and the flowers are blooming and falling.

Some people accompanied me fishing at the beach, some accompanied me to watch the sunset, some said she brought Victoria's seeds and used a tractor to cultivate fields in the open space in front of her house.

If this is the only story, it's clearly coming to an end.

This world is full of wars and disputes. As long as the natural disasters do not disappear, the never-ending wars will never stop.

But even so, there is still a corner in the world far away from the hustle and bustle, where a cherry blossom falls. This is life.

Is it over? No, because it's obviously not the only story.

The dead will never come back, but as long as I am alive, the story is not over.

Kjerag's rule has been renamed, and my allies could protect me from a catastrophe, but I refuse.

Some of the people who were important to me are still alive, and some will never be seen again.

And what I want to do is to completely subvert everything.

I didn’t know if I could do it or what to expect, but I needed to try.

Even if the established laws of this world collapse because of this.

A long time later, across thousands of miles of ocean, I stood on a mysterious island and threw away the sword in my hand, because I failed.

But failure does not mean the end.

I am Huo Yu Xia Feng, and this is a game that belongs to me alone. Since it is a game, there is still a chance to start over. I must find a way to reset everything.

The dream began to become chaotic, time and space were distorted, various scenes were intertwined, and various sounds filled the ears.

Cross's voice came, "Of course this is Chernobog."

The fruit stall owner said impatiently, "It's 1093 now. Get out of here if you find out. Don't disturb my business."

Various chaotic sounds emerged one after another.

"Those people, they're all dead."

"My daughter is called Frost Star."

"Have you ever heard of a bird?"

"The first person in the world to discover the secret of the Source Stone was a shepherd named Tullerman."

"My ancestor is the founder of the Qingyun Sect of the Yan Kingdom. His name is Xiao Li."

In the city submerged by yellow sand, a thin, hooded figure squatted on the ground and said.

"Like you, my name is Li Sha."

The picture flashed, and I held a book in my hand. I closed the book. The name on it was "Earth and Wind".

At night in Baigui Street, the boy with blue eyes said to me.

"There's no need to try the established lines, but if you want to make a change, it's right there, in Rutland."

The dream becomes more and more confusing, with all the sounds and scenes intertwined, on the verge of collapse.

"Snapped!"

A broken voice came.

The world is quiet, and the dream finally wakes up.

Xia Feng opened his eyes suddenly.

There is no doubt that this is reality. The newspapers that were just torn into pieces by Ifrit are still scattered on the ground.

Hongdao still had a worried look on his face, and Aguang pinned Ifrit on the sofa helplessly, waiting for his answer.

The fleeting dream ends in the blink of an eye.

"Xia Feng, you make the decision."

Hongdao could only give rational suggestions, but he didn't know that Hemer and others mentioned in the newspaper had any special significance to Xia Feng.

Ifrit, who was sitting on the sofa with Aguang holding her shoulders, looked at Xia Feng. She clenched her fists tightly and her eyes were red.

"I'm going to save Helmer."

Looking at Xia Feng with her mouth pursed, she finally said the words of prayer.

"Will you help me?"

At this moment, Xia Feng seemed to be standing at a crossroads.

On one side is the unknown, and on the other side is the dream that has become increasingly blurry just now. Everything depends on his answer at the moment.

Seeing Ifrit's expression, he blurted out a firm voice without hesitation.

"meeting."

Xia Feng didn't know what the dream he had just experienced was.

He didn't know if that had ever happened.

But if time is compared to a line, then the opportunity for change is not the only choice. As he has no prophetic ability, every choice is a new beginning.

Maybe what he just saw was just a fleeting dream.