Chapter 924 - 284: Old Era Remnants

Han Zhan had a very long dream.

In the dream, he returned to the world he once knew.

From babbling as a toddler, to slowly growing up, taking the middle school exam, the college entrance exam, going to university, then graduating to start working...

Life was just like that, step by step, and it wasn’t bad.

Until, marriage.

When the elderly couple smiled and asked him which girl he was planning to marry, Han Zhan sheepishly scratched his head.

"Is it possible that it’s not just one?" Han Zhan cautiously asked his parents.

"What?!" The parents across from him instantly raised their volume, "How many?"

"Seven..." Han Zhan gestured the number seven with his hand.

Then he saw his parents’ mouths open wide enough to fit an entire egg, and he vaguely heard his father’s expletive "What the..."

Then the dream ended.

Han Zhan exhaled a long breath.

That was close, his father’s belt almost landed on his face.

"Where am I..."

After coming to his senses, Han Zhan looked around and found himself in a completely unfamiliar place.

But it was a strangeness that brought peace to the mind.

Unexpectedly, he dreamt.

Ever since crossing over to this world, he rarely dreamt, let alone slept so deeply.

It was a strange experience.

"You’re awake."

A young woman pushed the door open and entered.

Her makeup was exaggerated and striking, with dark eyeshadow around her eyes and her hair styled in blue and red twin tails, giving off a trendy vibe.

This appearance gave Han Zhan an illusion, reminding him of a character he had once seen in a film.

Just missing a touch of madness and, huh, a baseball bat.

"Who are you?" Han Zhan wondered and asked with a slight frown.

"Dawn Number Four." The reply was straightforward and unexpected.

"You are now at the headquarters of the Dawn Organization in the Pot World. Dawn Number One and Dawn Number Two brought you back, but they’re not here at the moment."

"You can go out and explore once you wake up. Your Contracted Spirits are in the next room."

Dawn Number Four spoke sparingly, every sentence was key.

It carried a vibe of "I’ll not elaborate, just pay attention."

"Are you... not feeling well?" Han Zhan asked curiously.

Facing this question, Dawn Number Four gave no answer but let out a heavy "huh."

This "huh" already spoke volumes.

Han Zhan wisely refrained from asking more.

Seeing the other turn and leave, Han Zhan rubbed his temples to fully wake up and began a brief reflection:

So, I am now brought to the Dawn headquarters.

It was Dawn Number One who acted to free me from the control of the World Tree.

However, unless an accident happens, Blue Star would still be captured again by the World Tree; the plan failed, unable to prevent the end from coming.

Han Zhan is not one to indulge in self-pity.

Failure is only temporary, as long as the end hasn’t truly arrived, there’s still a chance.

What should I do now?

Dawn went to great lengths to bring me here, surely there must be a purpose?

Also, Dawn Number Four, who looks like Harley Quinn, seemed to mention... Pot World?!

This name is very familiar.

Han Zhan remembers, an Ancient Divine Soldier seemed to contain a similar world inside.

Could it... not be the same one? Han Zhan thought uncertainly.

Temporarily putting aside these unsolvable questions, Han Zhan pushed the door open and walked into the next room.

There, he indeed found the Contracted Spirit Girls in a sleeping state.

Han Zhan checked their status and found that their life states were all intact, merely in slumber.

"Dawn Number Two..." Needless to say, Han Zhan guessed the culprit.

He never thought, despite having the power of the Divine Realm, he still fell prey to Dawn Number Two.

Of course, it may be because he was severely injured by the World Tree and had yet to fully recover.

Although Dawn Number Two’s sudden attack was dishonorable, he truly saved me.

If it wasn’t for him, I surely couldn’t escape the control of the World Tree.

Thinking of this, Han Zhan shook his head.

With the Contracted Spirit Girls in a safe state, Han Zhan decided to go out and see what differences the Pot World holds.

When he walked out of the room again, moved through the alley, and arrived at the street, he was stunned.

A sense of unfamiliarity yet familiarity hit him.

He saw an old man riding a bicycle with a palm-sized radio hanging from the handlebars.

He saw several children about seven or eight years old squatting by the bench on the side of the street, playing with glass marbles.

He saw a middle-aged man with glasses, with his legs crossed, seemingly reading a yellowed old newspaper.

Suddenly Han Zhan understood what felt so familiar.

It was a sense of time.

A sense of time sealed with those memories.

"This is..."

"As you can see, it’s familiar, isn’t it?" At this point, a voice suddenly spoke beside him.

The Big Golden Fur appeared not far away, wagging its tail, seemingly in a good mood.

"Why?"

Han Zhan’s expression was extremely solemn because verifying the answer itself is a very serious matter.

He had stopped expecting, but what he saw in front of him seemed to tell him there was still hope!

"Why?"

Han Zhan repeated his question.

He might not even realize how much his tone quickened while speaking.

"No need to be so excited, rest assured, what you’re thinking is no longer possible."

"Han Zhan, you can’t go back."

The Big Golden Fur gazed at the scenes that captivated Han Zhan, its tone mixed with reminiscence and helplessness.

You can’t go back.

"Why!" Han Zhan uttered the same three words, his tone shifting repeatedly.

"Because it is already completely extinct."

"Not only it, but the entire cosmos has become a past tense, swallowed by the River of Eternal Darkness."

"And what you see before you, along with us Dawn members, are merely, pitiable, Old Era Remnants."

Old Era Remnants.

What is the Old Era?

The already destroyed world, the world belonging to the past tense, is the Old Era.

What are the Remnants?

Those who fled from the already destroyed world, barely surviving till today, can be called Remnants!

The Old Era Remnants, like Han Zhan, came from the same world.

From the same, already destroyed world!

After understanding this, Han Zhan’s mind was directly overloaded, the massive amount of information leaving him stupefied on the spot.

He thought he came to this world alone.

But he discovered that there’s a group of people calling themselves "Old Era Remnants," just like him.

The complex feelings of encountering familiar faces in a foreign place left him speechless for a long time.

At this moment, it was Dawn Number Two who broke the silence.

"Do you want to know how our world was destroyed?"

Dawn Number Two raised his dog head and gazed upward.

There was a black river there, spanning across the sky.