My destiny is to go to work in a world that is collapsing

People in Liyue Port did not know that Tianshu, one of the Seven Stars, was in ill health and wanted to abdicate in favor of someone more powerful. On the surface, Liyue was peaceful, but secretly, there was almost a change of power at the level of Seven Stars.

They talked with emotion about the golden light that soared into the sky not long ago. The General Affairs Department had posted a notice. That light was the appearance of the heroes of the Qianyan Army who had fought to protect Liyue. It was the immortal's charter to bring back the soldiers from the Strata Rock Abyss. The chain reaction caused by the letters left behind

"Even my grandfather’s grandfather couldn’t trace back the disaster five hundred years ago. But when I looked at the glow in the sky, even though I didn't know its origin, I actually felt a bit at ease, just like when I saw the fairy light, I thought it was a good omen at the first sight."

People were drinking and chatting.

Night is a time for rest. As long as they don't make noise that affects other people's rest, they can relax as much as they want.

In the past, they would either tell jokes to make fun of their friends, or Having a drinking party, laughing and yelling are all the spices of life.

This time I learned about Jin Guang’s true form through the announcement from the General Affairs Department, but it was a little more solemn.

"After all, they are the Qianyan Army. They died fighting to protect Liyue. After death, they are naturally different from the evil ghosts who harm people in the strange stories. They must be heroic souls and our heroes."

"If I could, I would also like to be a Qianyan Army, contribute to Liyue today, and share some trivial guardianship responsibilities for Immortal Charter and the Seven Stars. Unfortunately, I failed to pass the selection. By the way, Lao Li, I remember your nephew is Qian Yanjun, right? When sea monsters attacked earlier, your nephew seemed to have participated in the war and was an elite member of the army."

"This time, he was responsible for sending letters and condolences to the descendants of those heroes together with the people from the General Affairs Department. I don’t know what the last moments of the letters from the family that Master Human Immortal Charter brought back to me were written by the soldiers who fought to the death in the Strata Rock Abyss. Is it a desire for peace in the world, or an exhortation to the children at home, asking them to become a dragon? phoenix?"

"Not so noble."

The other person who had been drinking silently next to him finally spoke.

"The ancestors of my family are the Qianyan Army who defended the Seamyan Front. Today I received a letter from my ancestors. The content is that I wish my family to be healthy and my hometown to be safe. I want to try the grilled fish sold by the hawker in front of the door again. I want to live again. A Hai Lantern Festival... Our ancestors are also human beings. The duty of the Qianyan Army made him die generously even though he knew he would die. However, he could not avoid feeling longing and reluctance. Only his determination to protect his family and country remained unchanged."

"……"

The open-air wine stall became silent for a while, and the people drinking here did not speak for a long time.

The tall image of Qian Yanjun in his mind has not collapsed. On the contrary, after knowing that the content of the family letter is not as tall as imagined, but full of normal emotions, the image of the ancestors from five hundred years ago has become more three-dimensional.

They were originally ordinary people, with fear, nervousness, timidity and other common human emotions. They were perfectly normal ordinary people.

The daily training of Qianyan Army is not that magical and cannot eliminate weaknesses for ordinary people.

Before the great disaster five hundred years ago, Qian Yanjun made a choice to put his family and country above his own life. As a result, he was no longer ordinary or ordinary, and became a hero respected by the people of Li.

Therefore, after five hundred years, the people of Liyue still have not forgotten them.

For thousands of years, Liyue has never lacked those who sacrificed their lives for justice, never lacked generous sacrifices for the dead, never lacked heroes, and never lacked love for heroes.

Five hundred years later, as long as Liyue is still here and as long as the people of Liyue are alive, the heroes who sacrificed for Liyue will never be forgotten.

"Tomorrow, bring a piece of grilled fish and a jar of good wine to worship"

"As it should be."

Similar conversations occurred in more than one place in Liyue Port.

At the small pier dedicated to individual fishermen and anglers, Uncle Tian, ​​who was already very familiar with everyone nearby, was full of white hair but always energetic and in good health. , fishing in silence, his eyes not paying attention to the fluctuations in the water, but absentmindedly glancing around.

He looked at the main dock in the distance where people were loading and unloading goods on merchant ships, and listened to the faint shouts and the rising sky. The talk of golden light.

This is the embodiment of Liyue as the largest commercial port in Teyvat, and it is also the proof of the reason why Liyue is Liyue.

This is a land that makes people deeply attached to it.

But——

"Zhiyi……"

Uncle Tian is Tianshu Star.

He is waiting for someone.

He has been waiting for a long time, starting a few days ago or even more than ten days ago.

Wait for that person to take the initiative to confess, wait for that person to repent, and realize that they have returned from their lost ways, and they will still be useful.

Even if it costs your own health, even if it makes your relatives, friends and colleagues worry, you still have to be a stubborn old man, refuse to let doctors see you, and come here to fish every day.

Zhiyi has been here many times, and he still looks as elegant as before, with the vitality of a young man, but he did not do what Uncle Tian expected.

What he made was pots of delicious fish soup, made with special seasonings

"Uncle Tian, ​​are you still fishing in the middle of the night? Can you see the float? You go home and sleep. It will be almost dawn if you don't go back. At worst, I will catch some fish tomorrow and bring you some. They will be fresh and I won't charge you any money, okay?"

The voice around him made Uncle Tian's eyes brighten, and then dimmed quickly.

This was not Zhiyi's voice, but that of a fisherman who made a living by fishing.

Uncle Tian forced a smile.

"I just took a nap and am in good spirits now"

"That's not possible, my body can't hold it. I heard someone said that you have been fishing here all day, starting yesterday morning? How can I support my waist after sitting for such a long time?"

As he spoke, the morning sun peeked out from the east, and the morning sunshine gradually dispelled the darkness of the night.

"Well, it's daybreak. Uncle Tian, ​​why aren’t there any fish in your fish basket?"

"Hey, not so lucky"

"Hahaha, thanks to Uncle Tian, ​​you used to talk so eloquently about fishing, like how you can’t catch fish if you are not calm, etc. You acted like an expert, but in the end there were times when you couldn’t catch a fish all day long."

"Laughing. What you said is absolutely right. I'll go home right away. See you next time?"

"okay."

After greeting the familiar fisherman, Uncle Tian stood up and left slowly.

Early in the morning is the beginning of the day. When people end their sleep and start a new day of life in high spirits, they should be full of vigor and vitality, but Uncle Tian But his back looked extremely lonely.

The direction he was walking in was not his home, but the mansion chartered by immortals.