Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Ms. Emerald was sitting by the window, holding a cup of hot tea, answering a call from Sand Gold.

"Lady Emerald, Happy New Amber Era."

The sound of gold dust came from Yu Zhao's end, carrying his usual flippancy, but if you listened carefully, you could hear a hint of excitement beneath that flippancy.

"You didn't see Diamond's expression at that time."

Jade smiled, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

What expression?

"It's that kind of 'Am I seeing things?' look. Have you ever seen someone like Diamond make that kind of face?"

The jadeite was placed down on the teacup.

"So, what happened?"

Sand Gold paused for a second, as if organizing his thoughts.

“At the time, Diamond was negotiating a ‘one-day tour of the Amber King’ with someone. Then, right in front of them, in front of everyone, the Amber King struck a hammer.”

He paused for a moment.

"Then the diamond saw a figure. Black hair, sitting in a wheelchair, looking very young. The Amber King then broke off a stone from the shoulder of His divine body and handed it to that figure."

Emerald's fingers, gripping the cup's handle, trembled slightly. Her expression remained unchanged, but the paleness of her fingertips betrayed her.

“Ms. Emerald, you should know what this means, right?”

Jade took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock she felt at the news.

The Amber King broke off stones from His divine body and gave them to mortals...

“I understand.” Her voice regained its calm. “Any other clues?”

"That's it. Diamond only provided a picture of a person's back and said they would find this person at all costs, but..."

The gold dust trailed off.

"A planet called Yalilo-VI seems to have some connection with that person."

Emerald raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Yarilo-VI? That's a planet in the star system that Toppa is in charge of, isn't it?"

"Topa is in charge? Okay, Ms. Emerald, shall we go take a look?"

Emerald smiled. She understood that this younger generation wanted a share of the profits, but she did not refuse.

"can."

She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the ever-bright sky over Pierpoint.

The new winds of the Amber Era have begun to blow.

Pinocchio.

On Sunday, a person stood by the window in their room, their fingers still resting on the piano keys, the lingering resonance of the last note slowly dissipating in the air.

He looked out the window.

In this dream world, everything looked beautiful: golden sunlight, eternally blooming flowers, and the laughter of children in a distant amusement park. But his brow was slightly furrowed, as if something was weighing on his heart.

“Soul with three faces, hear my question…”

He muttered to himself, but before he could finish speaking, an image flashed into his mind.

Deep within chaos.

A young man sat in a wheelchair, facing several star gods alone.

His body was somewhat hunched, but his head was held high, his gaze calmly fixed on those beings that were older than the universe itself.

He bowed in supplication, then straightened up and uttered a single sentence.

"May everyone in the world be like a dragon."

Sunday was stunned.

He stood by the window, motionless, as if frozen in place by something.

That image played repeatedly in his mind, over and over again.

He knew this was what Hipper wanted him to see.

But this scene...

The young man's silhouette, the wheelchair, and those words.

He recalled his long-held pursuit of a paradise where no one would have to suffer anymore.

"Though our paths may differ, we will ultimately arrive at the same paradise..."

He muttered something under his breath, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He turned around, walked out of the room, and walked much faster than usual.

"younger sister."

The robin was sitting in the living room reading a book when it heard the sound and looked up.

Seeing her brother's expression, she was stunned. She hadn't seen him look like that in a long time. It wasn't "Lord Sunday's" expression, nor "Head of the Oak Family's" expression; it was Sunday himself.

"I'm going to be away from Pinocchio for a while."

The robin closed the book without asking "why" or "where to?" She simply smiled slightly.

"Okay, brother. The family is still here, so you don't need to worry."

She paused for a moment.

When will my brother come back?

I thought about it on Sunday.

"soon."

Fairy Boat.

The meeting of the heavenly generals resumed.

The holographic projection unfolded, revealing seven figures seated in a circle. Marshal Hua sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over each person present.

"When the Emperor's bow was drawn this time, the divination revealed the presence of an antimatter army and the annihilation celestial whistle in this area."

Her voice was steady.

"Who's going?"

Before the words were even finished, General Tianji Feixiao was the first to speak.

"I'll go!"

Her voice was crisp and clear.

But General Huaiyan stroked his beard and said softly:

"General Tianji, I once fought this Star Tsunami on the Zhu Ming Immortal Ship. I am familiar with its methods, so perhaps this time..."

He paused for a moment, then smiled.

"I go?"

Fei Xiao raised an eyebrow and glanced at Huai Yan. Huai Yan looked at her with a smile, his old face saying, "Just let the old man have his way."

"Since General Huaiyan has spoken, Feixiao will naturally agree."

Feixiao shrugged and leaned back in his chair.

Marshal Hua nodded and made the final decision.

"Huaiyan, if you are outmatched, send the Cloud-Gazing Mirror signal immediately."

Huaiyan nodded.

"I understand."

He stood up, cupped his hands in greeting to everyone present, the holographic projection flickered, and then disappeared.

On the Star Core Hunter's spaceship.

The spaceship floated in the depths of space, the starlight outside the porthole shining coldly.

Ren stood by the window, gazing at the starry sky outside.

His back was quiet, as quiet as a sculpture.

Kafka sat on the sofa, swirling a glass of red wine in her hand, her gaze shifting back and forth between Blade's back and the wine glass.

"Kafka".

Blade suddenly spoke.

"I'm going to help him."

Kafka was not surprised.

"Sure, Ah Ren."

Her tone was light and casual, as if she were talking about something insignificant.

Blade nodded and remained silent for a moment.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but then he held back.

After a long time, I finally couldn't hold back and blurted it out.

“When Jingyuan took over as general, we were unable to help him and left him with a mess.”

Kafka swirled her wine glass, interrupting him.

"Sure, Ah Ren."

Ren took a deep breath.

"So, since he was brought out by Jing Yuan..."

"Sure, Ah Ren."

Kafka interrupted again.

edge:"......"

Blade fell silent.

He took a deep breath, then another, and spoke again:

"So, I'm going to help him."

"Sure, Ah Ren."

"..."

Kafka nodded, picked up her glass, and took a sip.

Silver Wolf, who was nearby, chuckled upon hearing this, his shoulders swaying.

"Please, stop talking, you're acting like a joker."

Ren gazed out the window, saying nothing more.

Starry Sky Train.

The train's jump engine had been started, but the jump ceremony was obstructed.

Train conductor Pam's voice came over the loudspeaker, tinged with tension.

"Passengers, an ice-covered planet has been detected ahead. The migration route is being disrupted by the star core and the antimatter legion. The stopover period is indefinite. Please assemble in the observation cabin for a voting meeting."

Inside the observation carriage,

Himeko held her coffee cup, her gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Uncle Yang leaned back in his chair and pushed up his glasses.

Dan Heng crossed his arms and remained expressionless.

March 7th sat upright, his eyes full of excitement.