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Yu Ziqing felt there was a dark force at work, not because of what he saw now.
It was because, from the north of Dazhen, all the way down, the scenes he saw made him think of many things.
He thought of the current Wilderness.
He thought about how, just three days after he landed, disasters in the Wilderness began.
The Great Sun hung in the sky, destroying everything, and then it was about to turn winter, with the weather getting colder by the day. After winter came, it never left.
How similar it was to the current north of Dazhen.
Except that the people of Dazhen were already accustomed to the bitter cold of winter. Moreover, Dazhen had a lot of land suitable for farming and many grasslands suitable for herding, so there was rarely a food crisis. At least most people in the nation wouldn't starve to death.
They endured for a while longer, but it was only an extra year.
