Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

At this moment, the person waiting outside the Guangwu City Airport was Gui Haishuo and Fengye's former partner, an old friend who had worked together for more than 20 years.

Li Yu showed none of the composure or airs of an ordinary official; instead, he skipped and patted a brand-new black Ether car parked next to him.

"Brother Guihai, I picked this out for you personally after the money was transferred to your account." Li Yu opened the car door and said in a Versailles-like tone, "Shushu and I modified it a bit for you, but it can still burn [Ether Jars], so it's barely usable for getting around."

"Thank you very much, you're so kind," Gui Haishuo said, bowing with his hands clasped in thanks.

"Guihai, it's too formal for us to say thank you."

The elf Hengshu adjusted his glasses and spoke in fluent Guangwu dialect, "Hurry up and get in the car, we've picked out a place to welcome you!"

Gui Haishuo, without further ado, immediately called Fengye and Mo Zian to get in the car. The two cars left the airport one after the other and drove into the streets of Guangwu City, which were both ancient and full of industrial atmosphere.

From Mo Zian's perspective as a time traveler, this is a city that perfectly blends Beijing-style architecture with industrial style.

The wheels rolled on the wide street paved with white flagstones, and on both sides of the sidewalk paved with black bricks, pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, and shops lined the street.

Unlike Licheng and Munan Town, this place is full of two- or three-story buildings, with the tallest reaching six or seven stories. These are truly skyscrapers in the world.

The streetlights, which incorporate some Tang Dynasty style elements, are placed every so often along both sides of the street, emitting a steady and bright light.

After careful observation, Mo Zian discovered that the streetlights here were actually electric lights!

Mo Zian stared intently through the car window. Before long, the two Ether cars pulled up to the side of the road, and the group arrived at a well-known restaurant in Guangwu City—Wangchuanlou.

"Oh, Lord Li Yu, your private room is ready. Please come in—"

Guided by the waiter, the group arrived at an elegant private room. Fragrant tea was served, and soon the exquisite dishes they had ordered were gently placed on the table.

During the meal.

Gui Haishuo introduced Mo Zian to Li Yu and Hengshu, and Mo Zian gained a preliminary understanding of the family in front of him.

Without a doubt, this Li Yu is the extremely skilled mechanic, currently serving as the chief technical advisor at the capital's Machinery Bureau. The six lotus flowers embroidered on her collar signify that she is a sixth-rank civil servant.

This was already a very high level in the Guangwu Empire. Mo Zian compared it in his mind and estimated it to be roughly equivalent to the level between the department head and the division chief in his previous life.

However, as an advisor, she was only responsible for the technology and had no real power.

The elf Hengshu, whose full name is very long, is just a transliteration of one of the words. He comes from the Holy Light Dynasty, a great elf country to the west of the Guangwu Empire. He belongs to another school of Awakeners: the Mage.

He is also a "Senior Shapecaster"—a technique that guides ether through various patterns and runes to achieve various effects.

The people of Guangwu call this thing "etheric form," and the names used in other countries on the Divine Blessing Continent are roughly the same.

Gui Haishuo once told Mo Zian that, in a sense, "etheric shaping" is an indispensable part of the etheric technology tree—the miniaturized etheric core he designed and developed uses a lot of "etheric shaping" technology.

However, the overall development of human nations in the field of [etheric shaping] is indeed inferior to that of the elves—this is both a result of historical development and a reflection of the different talents of different races.

For a long time, many laymen mistakenly viewed the ether industrial technology led by the Guangwu Empire and the concept of "ether shaping" as two separate things...

As a result, the topics discussed by the three tech giants, including Gui Haishuo, became increasingly sophisticated and outrageous.

Maple Leaf was a man of few words, so he just sat quietly to the side and listened, and the other person seemed to be used to it.

Meanwhile, Mo Zian took the opportunity to become familiar with the two young men beside him.

They are Li Yu and Heng Shu's two children. One is three years older than Mo Zian and is named Li Xinhuo, and the other is five years older and is named Li Yuanxing.

Over drinks, Gui Haishuo explained that Fengye was pregnant and also revealed his future plans—to open a weapons shop.

Gui Haishuo made no mention of Mo Zian's parents' identities or the [Creation Galaxy].

They simply said that they had found a reclusive master by chance who cured Maple Leaf, and naturally, Li Yu and Heng Shu did not ask any further questions.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

After a satisfying meal, the group strolled around Guangwu City at night before returning to their hotel and agreeing to look at shop locations the next day.

night.

Having prepared himself mentally, Mo Zian crawled into bed and, exhausted from a day's journey, quickly drifted off to sleep.

Soon, Mo Zian felt himself regaining consciousness.

In my dream.

The surrounding space was still shrouded in a gray mist. This time, he was mentally prepared and simply sat cross-legged on the spot.

"Hey, wanna chat? Moshi moshi? Sawasdee ka?"

Mo Zian looked around but didn't react. "Sukabul?"

That repulsive gaze appeared.

So obedient.

Mo Zian didn't react at all, just stood there calmly. He could feel those eyes constantly shifting their position through the mist, staring at him—

If looks could kill, Mo Zian would have died ten thousand times over.

But Mo Zian just wouldn't move, and eventually he even lay down and crossed his legs.

"...Aren't you afraid of me?"

Suddenly, a sound came from within the fog.

The other person's voice sounded strange, rough yet with a hint of naivety. This was the first time the consciousness behind this gaze had communicated with Mo Zian.

But considering the boy's appearance, it seems somewhat reasonable.

Mo Zian sat up and calmly said, "You might not believe it, but I've rolled around in floods and bathed under falling rocks. I've already died once, so I'm not buying your act."

"……madness!"

The surrounding fog churned violently a few times. "That boy won't do it, and neither will you!"

"Is that so?"

Mo Zian gave a sneer and a look of disdain, shook his head, and said, "Looks like you don't understand..."

"Don't understand what?"

"He doesn't understand love." Mo Zian shrugged and said with a playful tone.

"What is love?" He sounded quite serious.

"Heh... figure it out yourself, but I doubt you'll ever have the chance."

Mo Zian slowly stood up. "Let me teach you one more thing: To fight against Heaven is endless joy; to fight against Earth is endless joy; to fight against Man is endless joy!"

At that moment, a spark suddenly appeared on his body.

"Although I can't remember what my name was before, I know that this soul was probably not formed by one person, nor by a single day or night."

So no matter what you are, you won't do it.

As soon as Mo Zian finished speaking, the sparks on his body turned into a raging fire, igniting the entire figure in the dream.

In that raging fire, the figure in Mo Zian's dream began to slowly rise, and his originally youthful face instantly became resolute.

"You...you're not from this world, you...what are you?!"

The voice was filled with obvious terror, and the surrounding gray mist churned violently, rushing towards the figure in the flames!

With a whoosh, a dragon-shaped flame erupted from Mo Zian's body, repelling all the surrounding mist.

At this moment, the flames gradually faded, revealing first a pair of straw sandals, which, after being fired, transformed into cloth shoes, then leather shoes...

Ultimately, it evolved into a pair of light gray combat boots.

Then the flames began to slowly die down from the bottom up, revealing the clothes on the body, which at first were tattered clothes with patches.

Then the flames burned the tattered clothes to ashes, revealing a gray garment underneath.

Soon, the gray clothes turned to ashes again, revealing a khaki military uniform. Under the heat of the flames, the khaki uniform gradually turned olive green, and many details changed—two striking red insignia appeared on the collar.

Then, the red rank insignia disappeared, and the olive-green military uniform was burned to ashes again, revealing a camouflage uniform underneath.

The flames burned even brighter, and his camouflage uniform began to change continuously until finally, it became an exquisite starry sky camouflage.

With a wave of his hand, the fire dragon that had been swirling around him suddenly returned to its place, condensing in his hands. The flames quickly solidified and transformed, finally becoming a bullpup automatic rifle.

"With the long spear in hand today, when will we bind the azure dragon?"

Mo Zian gently stroked the gun, as if he were embracing and patting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and then he looked up at the surrounding fog.

"Indeed, I don't know who you are, I don't know what you are, but I don't need to know. All I need to know is that all demons and monsters like you should be driven behind Yinshan Mountain!"

"Arrogant! Do you even know..."

Click...

The response was a crisp sound of a bullet being chambered, accompanied by a faint dragon's roar.

"I won't listen, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense."

A mocking smile appeared on Mo Zi'an's face. "It's hard to say about the Azure Dragon, but the time to tie up you, you little bastard... is today!"