The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

A faint, hoarse laugh could be heard in the recording.

"You don't need to worry about me ending up dirty."

"Stop being so sentimental."

"What kind of good thing am I, Yan Cong?"

"I crawled out of the mud."

"Even with a little more mud, it wouldn't matter much."

"We'll see."

"Those things dare to pollute me?"

"If I don't squeeze them dry, it'll be a miracle if their ancestors' graves are blessed."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

Outside the tent, someone began to cry in a low voice.

In the recording, Yan Cong's voice grew softer and softer.

"Old Ye."

"Before that, please tell Grandma for me."

"Just tell Little Bear to go home for dinner after he's done with his work."

"Don't tell me it hurts."

"The old lady is timid and can't stand hearing this."

"As for Mengbao..."

It was quiet over there for a long time.

So long that Ye Chen thought the recording had stopped.

Yan Congcai spoke again.

"If she comes, don't let her in."

"I don't look good now."

"She used to like handsome guys."

"Don't scare her."

Another crackling sound of electricity.

Yan Cong seemed to change his position, and cursed in pain.

Then, he forced a smile.

"alright."

"No more sentimentality."

"Old Ye."

"Order me to capture a few foreign women."

"To save the country."

"It's not shameful."

"Click."

Recording has ended.

The tent fell silent.

The golden lights on the sand table were fading one by one.

Ye Chen lowered his head, one hand tightly gripping the recording pen.

He pounded the ground hard with his other hand, tears dripping onto the floor.

a long time……

He wiped away his tears, stood up, and walked out of the tent.

Issue the order!

【Dreams arise from each other】

"Damn it... I feel terrible... damn it..."

"Crying loudly (emoji)"

【Nangong Liushang】

"I'm so awesome! Waaah, couldn't we have had a happy ending?!"

"Old Master Yan has suffered enough in his life. Isn't it said that after hardship comes happiness?"

"Where's the candy?! It's all knives!"

The screen didn't immediately switch back to the old lady's view.

The scenes that had appeared earlier flashed briefly before everyone's eyes.

In the center of the crimson-gold map, which had been shrinking under the weight of the black mist, the dark green light finally shone brightly.

Batch after batch of resources were sent to the front lines.

The dark green light then spread, forcefully blocking the black mist that was continuing to advance into the heart of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom.

But not long after, dense black lines began to creep up the green light.

With each tightening of the black lines, the green light dimmed slightly.

Until the very end.

"Click—"

The dark green light shattered with a crash.

The screen went dark.

The camera then cuts back to the ground.

The helicopter rotor whipped up a fierce wind.

The area around the tarmac was guarded by soldiers in black military uniforms.

No one spoke.

No one urged them.

The moment the cabin door opened, the elderly woman was helped down by Liang Rumeng.

As soon as she stepped onto the ground, her knees buckled.

Liang Rumeng hurriedly hugged her.

"grandmother!"

The old woman did not respond.

She simply raised her head, staring intently ahead.

The camera followed her gaze.

It's still the same base.

On both sides of the entrance, there are still two rows of girls standing to greet visitors.

Standing at the very front was still the girl dressed as a butler.

This time, however, they weren't wearing any glamorous gowns.

Everyone was dressed in white mourning clothes, with white silk flowers pinned to their chests.

White banners hung down on both sides of the walkway.

The wind blew across the tarmac, causing the white banners to flutter and make a continuous pattering sound.

Above the entrance to the base hangs a large character "奠" (meaning "to pay respects").

The housekeeping student walked over to the old woman, reached out and supported her other arm, and tried to speak several times but could not make a sound.

It took her a long time to suppress her sobs.

"Grandma, please come with me."

"Mr. Yan held on to his last breath."

"He's waiting for you."

The old woman immediately grabbed her hand.

"take me."

"Take me to see Little Bear now."

The female student from the housekeeping department nodded and helped her into the base.

Liang Rumeng, Lao Zhong, and the floral shirt followed behind.

The group passed through one checkpoint after another.

The metal door opened.

shut down.

Open it again.

All the staff along the way had their heads down.

No one dared to look her in the eye.

Until the last tightly closed alloy door.

The female butler verified her identity, and the heavy alloy door opened to both sides.

She didn't go in, but simply gestured for the old woman to enter.

Liang Rumeng, Lao Zhong, and the woman in the floral shirt instinctively wanted to follow them inside.

The female students from the housekeeping department reached out and stopped them.

She kept her head down and spoke very softly.

"Just a little bit of time left."

"Leave it for Grandma."

Liang Rumeng stopped outside the door.

She hugged her arms, her nails digging into her flesh, but she didn't say a word.

Inside the room.

The lights are warm.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet, and landscape paintings hung on the walls. In the corner of the room, there was a small table with freshly warmed porridge and a few candies on it.

That was prepared temporarily by the people at the base.

They didn't know if Yan Cong was still edible.

But they still prepared.

The old woman didn't look at those things.

From the moment she entered the room, her gaze fell upon the transparent isolation chamber in the center.

There was a person lying in the isolation pod.

That person no longer resembled a young man at all.

Dry skin.

The body is hunched over.

His hair is gray and sparse.

He was so thin he was just skin and bones.

They looked even older than I did.

"Little...little bear..."

The elderly woman walked to the isolation pod and pressed her hands against the cold glass.

Tears splattered on the glass, streaming down one after another.

"Little bear..."

"My little bear!"

"What happened to you...?"

"Beep beep beep..."

The only sound in the room was the noise of the machines maintaining vital signs.

Yan Cong's eyelids twitched for a long time.

It was a long time before he was able to open his eyes with great difficulty.

He saw his grandmother pressed against the glass.

A red tinge slowly rose in those already cloudy and dark eyes.

He tried to raise his hand.

But as soon as the finger moved even slightly, a large amount of black gas emerged from under the skin.

The black mist coiled around his arm, and the machine alarm suddenly became more urgent.

Yan Cong stopped.

He looked at his grandmother, and finally put his hand back.

His lips moved.

Special equipment amplified the sound of his shattering.

"grandmother."

"Have I...have I made something of myself...no?"

"Yes...yes!"

The old woman placed her palm on the corresponding spot on his face and nodded vigorously.

"have!"

"In Grandma's heart, Little Bear has always been the most human-like person in the world!"

She wiped the glass with her sleeve, trying to get a clearer view of Yan Cong.

But the more you wipe the tears off the glass, the more they appear.

"But Little Bear..."

"Why do you look like nobody's around now?"

"Grandma doesn't care how amazing you are."

Grandma just wants you to be safe and sound!

Yan Cong looked at her.

Two streams of black, bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, running down his gaunt cheeks and into the pillow.

"grandmother……"

"It hurts so much..."

As soon as those words were spoken...

Liang Rumeng, who was outside the door, suddenly felt her knees buckle and slid down the wall.

Old Zhong suddenly covered his face.

The man in the floral shirt tilted his head back, revealing prominent veins on his neck.

Inside the room, Yan Cong was still speaking intermittently.

"I...I want to eat steamed egg custard..."

"I want more candy..."

"It's...it's too bitter..."