"...In the endless night, everything is about to be destroyed. At least I still have dreams, and I am moved by you. It turns out that the starting point of dawn is in my heart, as long as I still have dreams..."

The voice had become hoarse, but Lin Mu did not stop singing, just as the people in the square did not stop cheering and celebrating. Three days had passed since Victory Day, but everything seemed to have just begun. The entire Federation's enthusiasm that had suppressed for three hundred years burst out with shocking power. Every planet and every land of the Federation are celebrating. 8 Novel w?ww.`

The federal government has decided to set Victory Day as a federal statutory holiday, and even given the enthusiasm of federal citizens, it has given a seven-day holiday. If it were the usual, such a proposal would definitely attract the opposition of many city lawmakers.

After the founding of the Federation, the three major civilizations alone had too many festivals. In addition, if all traditional festivals of ethnic minorities were set as legal festivals, it would be estimated that 365 days and 300 days a year would be on holiday.

Therefore, for this planet, the nation's struggle for more legal holidays has become an eternal issue for many city councillors for three hundred years. It is said that such campaign plans are the easiest to win public opinion on some planets.

However, this time, no one raised objections to the Victory Day holiday proposal. The federal people have been suppressed for too long. The three hundred years of war and the sacrifices of countless federal people. According to statistics from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, after the Three Hundred Years of War, every federal family sacrificed one, and even more family members for this war to defend their country.

According to statistics, even the post-40s generation, during their growth years, they were shrouded in the haze of war. Now, the war has finally ended...?.?`

Therefore, the federal people naturally have to sing, dance, drink, and celebrate, celebrate in various ways.

Although Lin Mu had experienced the same fanatical seven days in his previous life, he still couldn't avoid immersing in the carnival. This was a carnival in the whole Federation. The fanatical atmosphere created by countless people, even if he was so rational, he would inevitably be infected.

So Lin Mu’s experience in the past few days is singing, singing, then drinking, drinking. After waking up, he continued to sing and drinking, and he was in such a cycle. His voice became hoarse and his spirit was tired, but no one felt tired.

After singing a song, Lin Mu had no time to drink water, and the crowd of carnival in the square shouted again and asked again.

Lin Mu's throat was a little bitter. Dema rubbed his swollen fingers and looked at the group of competitors on the other side of the square. The flames burned again in his eyes and said in an equally hoarse voice: "Mu, continue, continue. You can't lose to those guys."

Lin Mu smiled bitterly. Such a huge square could not be just their stage. In fact, this national carnival can be said to be eye-opening, including bands, dance teams, acrobatics, crosstalks, and all kinds of things. The official was planning to organize a formal party.

But when you see this situation, you can enjoy yourself, but everyone looks very happy anyway.

So for granted, Dema and his team regarded several other bands as competitors, which directly led to less rest time in Lin Mu.??.?`

"Then continue?"

Lin Mu asked in a hoarse voice, the others nodded viciously and looked at other competitors fiercely. The guys also glared at him with even more fierce eyes without hesitation, and then the singing fluttered.

"...I am fed up with the harm of natural disasters in this era, I am fed up with the corruption of fraud and deception in this era, I am fed up with the desolate and helpless faith in this era, God created the world not for destruction, I only have my world, the light in the darkness of my world, and the infinite power that gives me is the faith you give me..."

Holding the microphone, Lin Mu's voice was hoarse, but full of explosive power. It sounded again, and the crowd continued to revel in the music.

His eyes looked at these carnival crowds, and suddenly there was a wonderful feeling in his heart. These people were so happy for hard-won victory and hard-won peace.

But who can know at this moment that such peace is only seven years. In seven years, war will come again, sweeping the entire Federation, no one can escape, no one can survive, and what is even more terrible is that the next war has nothing to do with survival, nothing to do with hatred, everything is just greed and interests.

The cheering shouts, the celebratory songs, the joy was too much and too strong, which made him suddenly feel like he was separated from the world and saw the future that no one could see. The mess left behind the carnival, and the inevitable wars brewing in crises made his singing instantly lower.

After a long time, he was speechless, his eyes were a little dim. Dema and the others thought the microphone was broken and they were so anxious that they could not bear it. After a while, Lin Mu came to his senses, smiled apologetically, took the microphone to his mouth, and prepared to continue singing, but suddenly felt a gaze falling on him.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the gaze. In the crowd, he saw her in just one glance.

She wore the red skirt she remembered, like the color of the sun in the sky, bright and beautiful, her golden head scattered like sunlight, and a golden phantom like sunlight fell on the red skirt, a light smile on her delicate face, dignified and noble, and stood quietly in the crowd, leaving the world like a blooming daffodil.

He was a little lost. At this moment, she had not yet been as elegant and luxurious as she had been tempered by years, but her slightly tender face already had the noble brilliance brought by good court education. Standing in the crowd, she smiled slightly and said nothing, but it seemed as if the whole world had quieted down.

Lin Mu subconsciously rubbed his eyes, feeling that he might have had hallucinations because he was too tired, because she shouldn't have appeared here at this moment no matter what.

But when he saw the figure as dazzling as the sun wrapped in the red skirt, his eyes froze, especially when he saw the guy who was still young but pretended to be mature and cold with a rigid face suddenly sank.

It is naturally a great thing to see old friends, but it should not be this time or this place. In the past life, seeing them should be when they were studying on Earth, not now.

And in their identities, they shouldn't be here either.

It seemed as if he knew that he had seen them, the girl in a red dress smiled and waved at him. The boy beside him immediately became alert, squinted, and looked over with an extremely sharp and cold look.

"Mu Tou, why are you stupid? Sing quickly."

Dema was anxious and whispered.

Lin Mu said oh, obviously absent-minded. Although he was still singing, his eyes looked over there from time to time. Dema's eyes were pointed, and he looked over Lin Mu's gaze. He also saw the girl in red standing in the crowd like a crane standing out in the crowd, and his eyes lit up.

"Mu Tou has a good attitude. This girl looks so cute."

Dema exclaimed and whispered to wait until the performance was over, and went to talk to the girl in red. Lin Mu smiled bitterly, ignored him, raised his head and saw the boy whispering something in the girl in red. Then the girl in red waved to him again, and the two left the crowd.

Lin Mu saw that many passers-by immediately followed in the crowd with vigilance. Not long after, a valuable Red Flag Concierge Car slowly left the square.

Lin Mu's eyes became a little complicated, and he sighed in his heart, it was you, Sharjah, Xiso. But, at this time, why are you here?

He suddenly thought of something, his eyes became more complicated, and even became a little cold. Sharjah Barrymore and Sisso Barrymore, who were the blood of the high elf royal family, suddenly came to the planet Samen. Even if Lin Mu thought about it, he knew that they were definitely not just passing by.

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