In Douluo Continent, my summoning of Naxi Da was exposed by the heavens.

In response to Fucarus's question, Arecino replied, "We really don't know much about him; he's not part of the Fools' system."

"I see. He said he was a hunter. Are there many people who make a living by hunting in winter?"

"There are quite a few, and most of them are not doing well. Hunting in winter is not easy, not to mention that most hunters live far from the Kashmir Torch, and the biting cold is a major obstacle."

The explanation is that the radiation zone of the Kashnik torch already divided the classes into winter-end classes.

The higher one's social class, the closer one is to the torch of Kashmir and the more warmth one can feel; conversely, the lower one's social class, the less warmth one can feel.

Back on the celestial screen, the traveler's voice could be heard again.

"This is a special space called the Shadow Realm. There is no wind, no elements, no light, and no time. Everything seems to be still."

The traveler, dressed in a new blue outfit, was engaged in combat here, armed with a gun.

This cool blue combat suit, which appeared once before on the sky, can finally be properly shown off now.

Here, the traveler engages in combat with various opponents and machines of the Winter Solstice using firearms. The firearms in his hands are also modified by himself, making them not only powerful but also capable of switching elemental forces to unleash elemental reactions.

Then, the scene changes again, and we arrive at a dreamlike place with red grass and trees, wooden cabins and colorful roofs, a completely fairytale world.

Looking at the scene, Nicole said to Anya, "M, look, isn't this very similar to the fairy tale world you write about?"

"Hmm, it does look somewhat similar, but my imagination transcends reality, so this image can serve as a reference."

The image on the sky only lingered for a moment before it began to display the characteristic species of winter.

There are wind spirits flapping their wings, and ferocious beasts with large horns.

Next came two ferocious beasts of BOSS level, giving people a powerful sense of oppression.

The traveler stands to the side with a gun, and the next second the traveler falls into the shadow realm again, just as a train happens to pass by and catches the traveler.

The visuals were interesting and dramatic, but there wasn't much information to extract from them.

Many people looking at the sky actually want to know what the Shadow Realm is, why the train caught the traveler, and whether it was the traveler's own train.

It would be great if travelers had a train to stand on during the winter months.

"Senior Leila, do you think it's possible to build a train like that in Douluo Continent? It sounds so cool!"

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's question, Leila thought for a moment and said, "Theoretically, it's possible, but it could be a long process."

"Then why didn't they build a railway in Sumeru?"

Xiao Wu suddenly asked a pointed question.

"This... is probably due to the rainforest. Building a railway would inevitably require cutting down rainforests, which is definitely not allowed. Moreover, Sumeru doesn't have a huge need for railways; daily transport by camel pack animals is sufficient."

As Laira explained, the scene on the sky changed again, and the traveler's voice was filled with anxiety and worry.

"Paimon...please make sure nothing happens to you!"

Paimon lay in the middle of the room, covered with a blanket, looking completely unconscious.

This makes one worry, and wonder, what exactly is wrong with Paimon?

The scene then shifts, suddenly showing the Winter Council meeting, specifically the moment when the wealthy Pantalone is giving a speech.

There are no absolute principles in the world, and fairness is relative.

Opposite the wealthy Pantalone stood the young prince D'Artagnan, who looked furious.

"So, you don't want to solve this problem at all?"

No one knew what they were discussing, but the rooster's crow provided the answer.

"Based on the voting results, the harsh winter plan will continue until the next council cycle. Please keep this in mind."

Before the rooster's crowing had even finished, the scene had already shifted to the square.

The Ice Queen's right-hand woman, maid Danica, and Winter's Army captain Vesna.

One of them was lively, and the other was calm; they didn't seem to get along.

They led the Winter Army across the square, surrounded by people celebrating the approaching winter. Judging from this scene, the Winter Army seemed to be very popular with the people.

On the moon, Sandoni gave a disdainful snort.

"I just can't stand these guys. We Fools are the ones doing the work, but they're the ones who get all the attention."

In Sandone's eyes, the Winter Army was merely the Queen's ceremonial guard, used only for show.

"That's not entirely true. Danica and Vesner are deeply trusted by the Queen and are her right-hand women. They are also quite capable, ranking among the top executives."

Arecino's assessment was relatively objective, while Rosalyn scoffed, "The left and right arms? They're just those who are close to the Queen. I don't think the Queen trusts them much."

The imagery on the screen changed again, and at the same time, the voice of the clown Piero rang out.

"In Teyvat today, civilization is nothing but an illusion, something that can be denied at any time."

The scene flashes across the Odette Tower's stage, the palace corridors, the gardens, and other locations.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the Ice Queen rang out.

"The entire winter, perhaps even the whole world, may have been destroyed in the blizzard."

The screen then flashes across trains, factories, snow-capped mountains, and Rosalyn's grave.

Sandoni even pointed it out to Rosalind.

"Look, that's your grave. It's frozen solid now."

"Thank you, I already know that without you reminding me."

The scene shifts to a palace in the snow-capped mountains, where the voice of the Death Ruler, Ronawa, appears.

"A civilization that does not learn from its mistakes will constantly deplete its own value and one day lose its meaning."

The wind blew open the palace gates, and the people inside instantly fell into a deep sleep. The traveler was also affected, but remained awake.

The image also flashes by the sleeping Paimon, followed by a sky full of blood-red eyes, the symbol of the Death Ruler, Ronava.

The traveler stared at the crimson sky, his pupils trembling.

The scene shifts to the clown Piero, whose eyes show no fear, but rather a questioning gaze.

"Ruler of Death, what do you intend to do?"

The screen suddenly went black, and just when everyone thought it was over, the desolate and tragic music started up again, and the scene unfolded once more.

The true form of the Death Ruler, Ronava, descended, looking down upon everyone, including the travelers.

"Think carefully about your position. I can understand it as a coincidence the first time, but the second time, can I assume that you are intentionally interfering in the issue of winter?"