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The countries in the South China Sea quickly gathered all the ships in their respective countries.

Merchant ships carrying goods, warships used in naval battles, and luxury boats used by nobles for leisure... were all towed out of the dock and lined up one after another on the surging sea.

The anchors were thrown down from both sides of the ship, the chains making a "clattering" sound as they passed through the pulleys, and the anchor claws sank into the mud and sand on the seabed.

Muddy waves surged on the sea surface, raindrops pounded on the crests of the waves, splashing up white foam. There was no dividing line between the sky and the sea; it was all a chaotic gray expanse.

The once solid yellow earth on the dock has turned into ankle-deep mud, making a squelching sound when stepped on.

The wind carried a heavy, salty smell into people's mouths and noses—a mixture of rotting seaweed and dead fish floating belly-up, a smell that had been stirred up by the torrential rain and permeated the entire world.

The king, queen, and their noble families were the first to be sent aboard the largest ship, followed by a procession of servants carrying gold and silver jewels.

Once the former nobles boarded the ship, they huddled anxiously in their individual cabins, watching the torrential rain outside the windows, their expressions no different from those of chickens whose coops had been flooded.

The court officials then boarded the warships and merchant ships, and they no longer got their own cabins.

A large group of people from different countries huddled together, some clutching gold and silver treasures they had salvaged from their home vaults, the boxes still dripping water from the soaking tanks.

The air in the cabin was damp and stuffy, a mixture of smells—sweat, damp wood, rust, and a musty smell emanating from some unknown corner, making it hard to breathe.

But at this point, nobody cares about these things anymore.

Every country, without prior agreement, brought all its soldiers onto the ships. Military strength is the foundation of a nation's confidence.

In order to ensure that the soldiers would do their utmost to protect them, some merchant ships were specially set aside to take the soldiers' families with them.

This decision was correct. After settling their families, the soldiers immediately began to stand guard according to their assignments, protecting all the ships.

The deck was filled with young men in leather armor, holding longswords. Rainwater streamed down the edges of their helmets, dripping from their chins onto the metal plates on their chests.

But everyone's face remained resolute and unwavering.

Because from this moment on, what they are truly protecting behind them is their home.

The other civilians were first chosen to enter the cargo hold of the merchant ship, while the young and strong were selected.

After all, nobles need servants, and when they arrive in a new place, they also need people to work the land, serve them, build houses, and so on...

The official in charge of the selection stood on a high platform at the dock, pointing his finger through the crowd. The person pointed to would run out gratefully, stumbling and rushing towards the ship.

The remaining elderly, weak, sick, and disabled were all driven away at once. Some refused to leave, while others clung to the gunwale, pleading incessantly.

But as the soldiers acted without hesitation, they were quickly thrown into the murky sea, splashing up muddy waves.

Faced with the wailing, the official in charge of selecting people impatiently pointed to the remaining fishing boats nearby and told them to go over there.

The remaining boats were mostly small and dilapidated. Whether the hull leaked or not depended entirely on luck, and whether the rudder was crooked or not was entirely up to fate. Many of the sails were even pieced together from rags.

As for whether the wrecked fishing boats could hold out until they reached the mainland, nobody cared.

After everyone who was supposed to board had boarded, the lead ship sounded its horn, signaling departure.

The sound was deep and resonant, carrying far even in the torrential rain. Ships gradually left the dock to the sound of the horns, heading into the waves.

The cries from the shore grew fainter and fainter, until they were finally swallowed up by the wind and rain.

The people in the South China Sea had originally planned it very well.

The South China Sea is far from the capital of the Great Yan. If they suddenly land with hundreds of ships and attack them unexpectedly, taking down a city should not be a problem.

It would take several days for them to receive the news and send troops back and forth, and it would take even longer.

By then, either the rain had stopped, and they went back.

They were just seeking refuge; they would go back once the rain stopped.

Of course, the biggest reason is that their small force is no match for the Great Flame, but with so many countries working together, it shouldn't be too difficult to defend a city.

Moreover, the South China Sea is so far away, and a mere coastal city is not a strategic location, so the Great Yan Dynasty is unlikely to send too many troops over.

Unfortunately, plans can't keep up with changes.

They encountered an unprecedented storm at sea; many ships sank, and even more people were thrown into the sea, their cries for help torn apart by the howling wind.

The fleet could barely see each other in the strong winds and huge waves, each ship struggling alone, tossed about on the sea.

By the time the storm had passed, their course had completely veered off course.

The sun was blurred into a white shadow behind the clouds, and the compass needle swung violently so many times in the storm that no one could be sure which way they were going.

The wind blew from the east, slapping the remaining boats westward.

Finally, they arrived at a region they had almost never set foot in before.

The good news is that the rain here isn't heavy.

The bad news was that they were surrounded as soon as they landed.

……

Modern, Yuante Amusement Park, Ferris wheel area.

The cabin began to descend slowly.

The lights outside the window slowly drew closer from afar, and the sea of ​​light, smoothed out by distance, broke down again into individual points of light, each returning to its original position.

The chubby streetlights on the main road have transformed back into golden orbs of light, and the colorful lights hanging in the pine and cypress forests have returned to strings of beads.

At the foot of the Ferris wheel, the figures that were once smaller than ants regained their outlines and colors.

The carousel in the distance was still turning, bathed in golden light, making it a warm, glowing sphere.

The domed building of the Fantasy Drifting World glows quietly in the night, like a moon fallen to earth.

The cabin came to a stop on the platform.

The staff opened the cabin door, and a cold wind carrying a few snowflakes slipped in through the crack.

Xiao Douzi tentatively took a breath, and the wind gently entered her nostrils, carrying a crisp coolness and something indescribable—probably the taste of winter.

She had seen snow in the Great Flame, but back then, snow was only associated with cold.

Every day that snows is inevitably extremely difficult to endure.

But things are different now!

Wearing a warm down jacket and holding my godfather's warm hand, the snow no longer seemed so scary.

She can now calm down and appreciate these winter snow sprites.

The snow has gotten heavier now, with snowflakes falling finely and densely, enveloped by the cold wind.

A thin layer of white has already formed on the ground and on the trees and buildings within sight.

Small clumps of white snow rested on the dark green needles of the pine and cypress trees, as if they had been sprinkled with a layer of icing sugar.

The edge of the gas lamp-shaped lampshade on top of the street lamp was also covered with snow, which was illuminated by the light to a warm yellow color, as if the street lamp was wearing a fluffy hat.

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