Light Retracts, War Sounds Cease

Night in the Convergence Zone should have been the most favorable time for the Old Imperial Household's army, but beneath the radiance of the Lost Object Rosy Light, that greatest advantage no longer existed.

Under the overnight assault of the Jibei Province Defense Department's main force, the Old Imperial Household's army, its morale long since shattered, surrendered in droves. Great Shun's troops were now advancing along the main roads, continuing to hunt down the remaining enemy forces.

The Airship carrying Yao Zhiyi, Chen Chuan, and the others had returned to the Fourth Fortress area and stopped at its berth, but none of them had disembarked.

It happened to be dinnertime. The Airship had its own kitchen staff, who brought up two meals and set them before the two men.

Chen Chuan glanced at his meal. On the surface, it looked very simple: a bowl of rice, a plate of sliced meat, and a bowl of fresh scallop soup.

The grains of rice were large and plump, piled high in front of his head and drenched in an exceptionally fragrant, rich, jade-white sauce that whetted his appetite at a glance. Each slice of meat was the size of an adult's palm, translucent and thin as a cicada's wing, stacked in overlapping layers on the plate.

The fresh scallop soup had a rich color and looked almost as smooth as satin. Tender, split scallop flesh lay fully immersed in it, surrounded by a scattering of unidentified emerald-green herb fragments. It was thoroughly enticing.

These were no ordinary foods, however. He could sense an extraordinarily alluring aroma rising from them, stirring the mutated tissue within his body, as though it instinctively craved them.

Yao Zhiyi invited him to eat. "These are all special high-energy ingredients produced in the Convergence Zone. For this operation,