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"After this battle, I can go home and get married..."

Li Mumu originally never wanted to utter this flag.

But it doesn't matter now.

Because of the critical illness notice... Pshaw! Because the signal flag was already lit the moment they merged to become the "Dragon of the Past".

When observing things from a personal perspective, it is often difficult to see the whole picture.

Just like news published by self-media public accounts, they first extract a few ambiguous pieces of content to ignite hot topics, and then twist and turn again, keeping onlookers hooked.

Standing at the level of the "Dragon of the Past," looking down from a higher dimension to a lower one, Li Mumu finally saw the whole picture.

Time is moving backward.

The attack on Li Mumu's wedding day is one outcome.

The real cause lies further back in the timeline.

On April 1st of the fourth year of the Ming Dynasty, three days before his sixteenth birthday, the signal flag was lit, attracting an attack from the Creator.

This battle went back in time to the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, which was his wedding day.

Then continue going against the flow.

As a subordinate and henchman of the Creator, Li Lingling continues to trace Li Mumu's origins along the timeline. The several encounters she had with Li Mumu in the past were all continuations of this battle.

"I cannot accept this fact!"

Shen Qingxi broke through his defenses on the spot.

It wasn't that the three of them traveled back in time and diligently cultivated until the great tide arrived, at which point they lit the signal flag.

The signal flag was lit from the beginning, but it was shattered by the Creator, split into three, and escaped to their respective points in time to recombine their souls—it sounds absurd, but that is the truth.

No wonder there are gaps in the memory, because the three of them were incomplete from the beginning; they were part of the signal flag.

"The Dragon of the Past" is the complete form of the signal flag. Although it looks terrifying and indescribable now, as the timeline progresses, her condition will improve, and all her memories and powers will be restored.

Does that mean all my hard work over the years in playing simulation games and raising/managing games has been a joke?

"Did you know everything from the very beginning?"

Shen Qingxi gritted her teeth and glared angrily at Xia Yubing.

Of the three, only Xia Yubing maintained a low profile and remained focused on internal competition. She spent her days cultivating diligently, completely unconcerned about what was happening outside.

Looking back now, it's clear that she wasn't being discreet at all; she knew everything all along and was quietly waiting for the final moment to arrive.

As the saying goes, spilled water cannot be gathered up again.

Unless this water was poured out against the timeline.

As time passes normally, the water will flow back into the basin on its own without any intervention.

Xia Yubing remained silent for a while, then nodded.

"Ugh! Does that mean everything I've done has been for nothing?"

Shen Qingxi screamed, clutching her head: "What will happen then? I mean, what will happen if time continues to move forward?"

"Theoretically speaking, when the signal flag was deployed at that point in time, the possibility of its retrieval was not considered. If time continues to move forward, we will be caught in a 'paradox,' and the best outcome would be to be swept up by the great tide and become part of it."

"But there is another possibility."

Li Mumu suddenly spoke up: "The Star Chart Project on this timeline is actually not part of the United Ark Project, right?"

Xia Yubing nodded and said, "That's right. As long as we join the Star Chart Project, it is possible to get rid of the original 'paradox' and continue to survive along the new timeline."

"But that is, the premise is that the Star Chart Project can actually succeed."

The so-called doomsday plan is, frankly speaking, just like a web novel.

A website may have hundreds of thousands of books, but even if a reader scrolls through the entire app, they can only see a few hundred at most.

Top authors who release new books get the best recommendation slots because they have fans and effective marketing.

Mid-tier authors launch new books and compete for the remaining recommendation slots, scrolling through them from beginning to end.

All that's left for newbies is a consolation prize. If your writing skills aren't up to par and you don't know the rules of the game, you'll never get ahead.

The "Eternal Dragon Court" has taken away the best resources, using the core of civilization as a weapon to impact the Annihilation of Time.

The "United Ark" chose to unite all forces that could be united, to save as many people as possible, and to collectively smuggle themselves to the other side of the starting point of time.

Even so, there are still many worlds and many people who cannot board the ark and can only find ways to save themselves.

Thus, the "Astrology Project" was born.

In this timeline, there are no gods or Buddhas, no dragon maidens, and even technology has not yet developed to the point where it can manipulate space and time.

Whether the "Astrology Project" will succeed or not, no one dares to guarantee.

"Anyway, you should go and take care of your business first."

Xia Yubing gestured with her lip toward Wang Yunxiao, who was walking over from a distance.

"Anyway, there are still three months left."

"It's actually been less than three months, isn't it?"

Shen Qingxi muttered a complaint in a low voice from the side.

The timeline is now showing signs of chaos, and Xu Ziwei's personal confrontation with the Creator will only further exacerbate the oscillations of the spacetime tides.

Whether it was the intervention of these higher-dimensional beings that caused the early arrival of the great tides, or whether the early arrival of the great tides provided them with the opportunity to intervene... this is a question that cannot be answered definitively.

From the sixteenth day of the first month of the fourth year of the Ming Dynasty to the first day of the fourth month of the same year, no one could guarantee whether there would be any problems during that period.

Wang Yunxiao stumbled over and saw Li Mumu standing alone amidst the ruins and garbage. At least on the surface, she seemed unharmed, and he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment, both wanting to say a lot, but feeling that this was not the right place to talk.

"Go back first."

"Ah."

In any case, in the real world, the wedding procession eventually arrived at the doorstep safely.

The only problem was that neither the groom nor the bride were present, which made everyone feel awkward and unsure how to proceed.

The man with the fried dough sticks was quite experienced. He quickly gave everyone another red envelope, then sent the sedan chair bearers away, telling them not to talk nonsense.

Turning around, I saw Wang Yunxiao holding the bride's hand, standing at the door.

"Holy crap, big brother and sister-in-law, you're finally back!"

At this moment, the fried dough stick was almost moved to tears.

Fortunately, he returned in time; otherwise, he wouldn't know what to do with the remaining procedures.

"Let's start with the wedding ceremony!"

"Yes, yes, let's get down to business and start the wedding ceremony!"

Everyone cheered, urging that before anything else went wrong, they should get the most important procedures done first, and everything else would be fine.

Wang Yunxiao had agreed not to invite outsiders and to keep a low profile, but in reality, quite a few people came.

Besides my colleagues from the Navy, there were also former colleagues from the police station and the secret service. Those I was close to all came.

Qin Xiangdong and Grandpa He sat in the head seats. When they saw the firecrackers going off outside and the two newlyweds entering the house, Grandpa He couldn't help but burst into laughter. He turned to He Lan, who was standing next to him, and said, "Now you can give up on that idea, right?"

Helan's eyes flickered, and she dared not reply.

How did you manage to come back alive?

She had just heard that something went wrong halfway through, and she was already mentally prepared to temporarily replace the bride.

I never expected Dr. Li to be so lucky... but it's too early to give up now.

Everyone knows what she's thinking, so they're all wary of her, and even if they wanted to do something, they can't. Their guard will only lower after the bride enters the family. Then... hehehehe...

"Grandpa, it's time for the newlyweds to pay their respects."

Zhang Huan walked over and whispered to Grandpa He, "You should go and sit down."

Newlyweds are supposed to pay respects to their parents during the wedding ceremony, but Wang Yunxiao doesn't have any parents.

Principal Zhou was originally invited, but he has been too busy lately, so we asked Grandpa He to come instead.

No matter what, he was still a master, even though the master-disciple relationship was only in name, and Wang Yunxiao didn't really show any respect to the old man.

But at this point, there were no other options.

The old man chuckled, stood up without hesitation, walked into the main hall, and sat in the head seat.

Wang Yunxiao had already led his bride over, and Youtiao was about to shout something when the old man blocked him with his pipe.

"Wait a minute, I've had this cheapskate master of mine for two years now, and I barely see you during holidays. Now you're getting married and suddenly you want me to be your father-in-law? That won't do. I have to make this clear first—"

Wang Yunxiao's face turned green. "At a time like this, you're still talking to me about this?"
But he was in the wrong and was too embarrassed to refute it.

"You say."

Grandpa He laughed and said, "I need to get this straight, kid. Do you still acknowledge this sect?"

"Look at what you're saying, how can I not admit it?"

"So, if you two have a baby in the future, will you acknowledge my lineage?"

"It must be acknowledged."

When are you going to give birth?

Good grief, so you were waiting for me here?

It seems that Helan won't be able to get married anytime soon, and her eldest brother doesn't seem to want any more children. Old Master He is so desperate for a grandson that he can only try to get one from Wang Yunxiao.

"Right now! I'll have the baby this year!"

"Don't try to fool me. Let's get this straight today. You've paid respects to your parents and had a baby who calls me grandpa. Is that alright?"

"Nothing wrong!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Grandpa He laughed heartily and shouted at the top of his lungs, "First bow to Heaven and Earth—!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Couple greetings!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

He simply took over the job of making fried dough sticks.

Decisive and swift.

I'm not sure about the customs in the south, but in Tianmen these days, there's no such thing as "teasing the newlyweds in the bridal chamber." Once the bride enters the bridal chamber, outsiders are not allowed to enter. Zhang Huan, as the groom's bridesmaid, is also responsible for guarding the door and driving away any scoundrels.

Of course, this is just a symbol.

If Li Mumu herself is unwilling, no one can take advantage of her.

Wang Yunxiao took his seat and began to circle around, offering toasts.

Han Bin looked malevolent, clutching the wine jar as if he wanted to die with him.

Wang Yunxiao shut him down with one sentence: "When are you going to give Cheng Xuefei an explanation?"

"Me? What explanation should I give her?"

Han Bin immediately became incoherent: "That woman is having so much fun outside, do you really think she wants to get married?"

"Yes, I asked her about it when I saw her last time. She said that the man surnamed Han didn't have any attitude, and she was too embarrassed to ask her family for help."

"what?"

Han Bin immediately became conflicted.

"She's probably joking with you!"

Wang Yunxiao and Yan Yu'an exchanged a glance.

"Yes, yes, just kidding. I was just saying it offhand, please don't take it seriously."

"It wasn't you, you son of a bitch..."

Han Bin, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly lost his interest in drinking.

"Old Han has concerns."

Yan Yu'an, standing nearby, subtly fanned the flames: "His family is quite traditional. Cheng Xuefei has a bad reputation; outsiders say she's promiscuous and has a bad fate that brings misfortune to her husband. Old Han wouldn't dare bring a woman like that home."

"Oh--"

Wang Yunxiao suddenly realized: "I see. Then next time I see her, I'll tell her straight up and make her give up on that idea. Let her play around outside. Anyway, her reputation is already ruined, so it doesn't matter if her body is clean or not..."

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

Han Bin quickly grabbed Wang Yunxiao: "You're getting married today, so I won't hold it against you. But if you dare to say anything out of line, I'll never forgive you!"

"Yes, yes, I'm getting married today, let's not talk about these things."

Wang Yunxiao glanced at Cheng Feng, who was sitting next to him eavesdropping, and winked at Han Bin: "Old Han, if you ask me, you should have a drink with Old Cheng. You stabbed that girl and she hasn't even settled the score with you yet."

"Stop talking nonsense! What do you mean by 'stabbed'?"

Han Bin blushed.

"You guys drink yours, don't force me to drink. I can't hold my liquor, and I have to go back to work overtime later."

Cheng Feng coughed to explain himself.

Wang Yunxiao nodded, "I understand. Three cups should be enough. Then I'll have Han Bin take you home."

Cheng Feng is a man of few words but many actions; he is timid and hesitant in his actions, and he speaks in a vague and ambiguous manner.

Everyone in the secretariat has this problem.

They hadn't invited many people to begin with, and the two banquets ended around 8 p.m.

After seeing the guests off and closing the door, Wang Yunxiao tiptoed into the bedroom.

Upon entering, one sees Li Mumu fast asleep in bed, wrapped in a blanket, with her wedding dress and red veil scattered all over the floor.

Are you still a human being?

Wang Yunxiao suffered sudden cardiac and pulmonary arrest.

What happened to the part where they lifted the red veil and drank the nuptial wine?

Who let you sleep!
I'll only get married once in my life... Do you believe I'll go downstairs right now and bring Helan back?
Ugh... I really want to kick her off the bed.

However, when he got to the bedside, Wang Yunxiao softened.

Today's incident has put a lot of pressure on Li Mumu, not just him.

It wasn't physical harm, but rather mental stress.

The spiritual erosion by the Creator is an objective fact. He was alright, but Li Mumu had to withstand the pressure, transforming into a giant ginseng and fighting that thing for a long time.

Finally, he sighed, took off his coat, and crawled into bed.

Okay, let's leave it at that for today. I can always make it up later...

As soon as he lay down, Li Mumu rolled over and wrapped her arms around his arm like a 38-degree Celsius octopus.

(End of this chapter)