Su Nan's gaze grew slightly unfocused as she recalled things from long ago.
But the people and things from those days had all vanished into the long river of history. Only she still remembered them.
Heavenly Fire...
She smiled softly.
It truly did deserve that name. Flames filled the sky, fire trees and silver blossoms illuminating the entire night, making even the stars seem somewhat dim.
There had been no such thing as fireworks back then. She had made them according to her memories.
Though she had encountered some difficulties during the process, the final result had been good. It was indeed a sight she would never forget for the rest of her life.
As for afterward...
Su Nan stopped making fireworks. Perhaps fireworks always reminded her of that person—the one who had promised to stay by her side forever.
Longevity, longevity...
If she had been given a choice, she would rather have died amidst that chaos.
In this era, even if she tried to make them, she simply could not recreate the same fireworks using the old methods.
The reason was quite simple.
Whenever a natural disaster ended, the properties of many substances in this world changed.
Metals that had originally possessed an extremely strong affinity for spiritual energy could become ordinary materials, while objects that rapidly conducted heat could become insulating materials...
No one knew the principles behind it, nor how it happened.
Even if relevant records existed, most lay in the ancient texts piled away in the library. For the intelligent races of the current era, what countermeasures could they take even if they knew?
In Su Nan's view, this was tantamount to a change in the "world settings." Mortals seemed truly powerless beyond passively accepting it.
"It's over," Su Nan said softly.
"Not yet." Bai shook