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[Amber flow, mythology and history, not brainless, slow heat] Dreaming creates a new calendar, Tianbao for seven years; the sage is in power, and the dynasty is filled with virtuous ministers; in the sea, there are no sages. The governor of Anxi presented prisoners to the palace, and Fan Yangjie danced in front of the emperor. In the afterglow of peace when the rice is dripping with fat and the corn is white, and in the congratulations of all nations wearing their hats and hats, the gears of destiny are turning quietly. A golden light flashed, and Chen Zhun, the master of Wukong who had just been conducting a double-open transaction in the game "Dream Westward Journey 99", found himself on horseback and was being chased by a group of unidentified people. "I just traveled through time. Why did I come to the Western Region? And what's going on when I was chased by NPCs just after I crossed over?" All the while escaping, this game world that had relied on his struggle for more than 140 years gradually made old players feel strange. "Brother Du, please believe me! I am not a traitor. I really have urgent military information that I need to present to the Imperial Guard!"