Ark Undead

Katie's review of Ongstein.

However, the mention of Onstan reminded them of someone else.

"When will Mr. War Knight be back?"

Ansel said.

"It's been so long since I've seen Mr. War Knight, and he hasn't been teaching me. I feel like the current training intensity isn't enough."

"Uh... Ansel!"

Katie tugged at Ansel's sleeve, telling him to stop talking.

Ansel then realized that there was someone here who missed the Undead even more.

Melanie lowered her head, taking small bites of the bread in front of her, her eyes staring blankly at the orange juice beside her, lost in thought.

It's been a long time since I've seen my teacher. Whenever the topic of the Undead comes up, Melantha's mood always dips for a brief moment.

However, at that moment, a very energetic voice came from the side.

"I'm done eating! Melanie! I want more!"

Kroos handed the plate to Melantha, looking at her with hopeful eyes.

Melanie snapped out of her reverie, put aside her disappointment, took the plate, and then smiled at her companions at the table.

"Would you like any extra food?"

"I want another piece of bread!"

"Could you please get me some orange juice? Thank you!"

"This butter is amazing! Xiaomei, where did you buy it? I've never had butter with this flavor in the supermarket before!"

Everyone laughed and changed the subject, and the atmosphere became cheerful again.

Later, in the Great Yan Dynasty, at Yumen.

Nian spent the whole day lying in her room. Although she had gone out yesterday, Nian, who is not one for having fun, couldn't find any. To her, life felt like something was missing.

The other three were able to sit still, like old monks in deep meditation, completely unconcerned that it was New Year's Eve.

But the year is different; if there's nothing interesting to do, it'll burn out.

Just then, there was a knock on everyone's door.

"coming!"

Nian ran over and opened the door, only to find the innkeeper standing outside.

The man, who was over fifty years old, extended an invitation to everyone with a smile on his face.

"Esteemed guests, today is the eve of the Lunar New Year, and our establishment has a series of activities planned. Later in the evening, we have invited storytellers and opera troupes to perform. We have also prepared a table of food for each guest in every room. Guests who are here on business from out of town, please do not feel constrained. On New Year's Eve, of course, everyone should gather together and have a good time. The more people, the more lively it is."

"Such a good thing!"

Nian subconsciously turned around and looked at Ling.

Ling tilted his head at the undead, meaning, "Don't ask me, ask him."

Nian looked at the immortal with pitiful eyes again.

The immortal naturally heard what the innkeeper said.

Since I don't have anything else to do, and they've personally invited me, I might as well go and take a look.

"What is it, and when?"

"About half an hour later, they are still preparing the meal."

"That's what the innkeeper said."

"If you have any special requests, please feel free to mention them. We will do our best to accommodate your needs."

Is that so?

The immortal nodded.

"Thank you, we will go."

"Great!"

Nian happily raised his hands.

On New Year's Eve, it's true that everyone should get together and have a good time to celebrate.

Meanwhile, inside the military camp, the sun had already set behind the mountains; it was New Year's Eve. Yet, some people were still working at their posts, never leaving their posts.

"Father, take a rest. The canteen has prepared today's meals."

Li Mo walked in and brought her father a cup of hot tea.

"Ah."

Although he verbally agreed, Li Qing still had his son put the tea aside while he continued to look at the map in front of him, arranging things after he left.

Li Mo didn't leave either, sitting next to his father and watching him write his words on the paper, one by one.

This is a scene he has witnessed since childhood.

Every year during the Lunar New Year, my father would always spend New Year's Eve in the military camp.

Because he is a general, he needs to be even busier.

Li Mo also understands his father very well.

After his mother passed away from illness, Li Mo simply stayed in the camp with his father.

For the father and son, this was how they celebrated New Year's Eve.

Li Mo has been experiencing this kind of New Year's Eve for twenty or thirty years.

But this year is slightly different. This year, my father will be busier because there is not only New Year's Eve, but also a fire-worshiping ceremony.

About half an hour later, Li Qing put down his pen.

"Mo'er, go and get two bottles of good wine."

Li Qing reached out and stroked his beard.

"Make two more good dishes."

"Father?!"

Li Mo was still reading military books when he heard his father's words. He was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed.

"Yes! I'll go right away!"

So the young general rushed out of the camp in a great hurry.

Watching his son's retreating figure, Li Qing's wrinkled smile grew even more satisfied.

This is his good son, and he will become a fierce general guarding the border of the Great Yan Dynasty.

His last New Year's Eve was also the last New Year's Eve he spent with his son.

Although he couldn't make up for the regrets of the past twenty-odd years of New Year's Eve for his son.

But at least let him have a break on this last Lunar New Year's Eve.

312. The Land of the Fire

Everyone had a very happy New Year's Eve.

The storyteller was telling the same old stories, the same ones she'd heard countless times before, but she still nodded and swayed her head with great interest.

Ling also drank while listening attentively to the storyteller's performance.

The story tells of the first encounter between a divine general and the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty. The two met in the wilderness, and the divine general asked the emperor what his ideals were.

The emperor said that he wanted to bring harmony to the world, so that the people could live in peace and prosperity, and that the land of the Great Yan would flourish forever.

Thus, the gods recognized the emperor's ideals and became the weapon for him to realize them.

The immortals have no memory of these things at all. Ling told the immortals that these were all artistic creations and were not quite the same as the real situation.

However, he himself did not know how the Great Yan Emperor and the Undead met, as the two had never discussed these matters.

In Ling's memory, the Emperor of Great Yan, like the Undying, was a man who never smiled.

Perhaps that's why the two of them came together and appreciated each other.

She watched the performance with a smile on her face, and sometimes when the troupe's performance reached its climax, she would clap and celebrate like the other members of the public.

Among these fragments of mythical beasts, Nian is the one closest to ordinary people. She is immersed in the mundane world, experiencing the same life, joys, sorrows, and anger as ordinary people.

Unlike beings like the Rei and the Immortal, Nian is the god closest to a human.

Perhaps this is the source of her unconventional nature. Humans are inherently rich in emotions, and Nian is no exception. For her, these emotions are an important source of her personality.

Therefore, Nian always seems to act unconventionally. But in reality, this is something many ordinary people do. Because their inner emotions shape their behavior, and Nian responds to these emotions, making herself more like a human being.

The immortals of the Reiwa era huddled together, drinking wine and occasionally chatting about plays and storytelling.

Ongstan took charge of all the dishes on the table. He had heard these stories many times before, and he was tired of hearing them when he last visited Dayan. This time, he simply ate while listening to the stories, just for entertainment.

Even though it was late at night, no one was sleepy at all.

They stay up all night on New Year's Eve, which means they stay awake until after midnight.

Just after midnight, a loud banging of firecrackers went off outside.

Nian was even more excited. He conjured a large firecracker in his hand and ran out to join the people in the festivities.

Fortunately, Ling pulled Nian back in time, confiscated the firecracker from her, and forbade her from setting off firecrackers on her own.

Fortunately, the authorities were watching over the year; otherwise, a massive explosion might have occurred in Yumen tonight.

However, even with just ordinary fireworks and firecrackers, Nian had a lot of fun, jumping around with a group of children and competing to see who could play with firecrackers in the most novel way.

They didn't stop until one or two in the morning.

At this point, Onstan's huge hands picked up peanuts one by one and threw them into his mouth, eating them as a game.

"New Year's Eve is always very lively. Although it's a little different from what I remember, the difference isn't that big."