Chapter 1

When the great Yggdrasil awoke from its two-thousand-year slumber, its branches tore through the earth, growing and spreading, soon blotting out the sky. The brilliant Spears of Light pierced the entire world, splitting the clouds, and brought dawn to Midgard. The sap of the World Tree flowed once more, dripping onto the earth, and immediately, various plants sprouted, instantly forming mountains, forests, and vegetation, a boundless expanse of rich land – "New Genesis: Chapters of Dawn."

Years later, the people of Midgard recorded the scene of the dawn's arrival in this way. Writers used the most magnificent and grand phrases to describe this grand event. However, Hao Ren's record of this in his work notes was much simpler:

Everywhere you looked were tentacles of Xiao Hei, and these tentacles waved and waved until it dawned, and then the valley full of tentacles became the later Middle Earth grassland and the border Dark Forest...

The members of the Steam Council and the heads of various fields in Dusk City stood on the steel platform, dumbfounded as the entire world turned upside down before their eyes. What was happening outside the Twilight Barrier was completely beyond the realm of these people's worldview. In fact, apart from a small group of the most traditional and obscure scholars, most people in this city had never imagined what the end of the Long Night would actually look like. In the popular education they received, "the end of the Long Night" was always a vague concept, described with nothing more than dry words like the dissipation of chaos, the universal illumination of light, and the revival of all things, but how could people who had lived under the energy canopy for generations understand what these words meant? What was universal illumination? What was revival? What was a forest? What was a grassland? Who knew!

Until now, all of this unfolded so dramatically before everyone's eyes that the people of Dusk City suddenly realized: Oh, so this is what it's like when dawn arrives!

"The Long Night is over... The Long Night is over..."

Finally, scattered voices rang out on the platform. Some high-ranking councilors and scholars recovered from their daze, and low murmurs gradually coalesced into a buzzing tide of discussion, and these tides were interspersed with extremely excited cheers from a few individuals. Even the dignified Speaker of the Steam Council had no mind to maintain order at this moment, so soon, the cheers spread in patches, and then spread from the steel platform to further away.

All the residents living in the upper city began to cheer.

But the cheers of humans still could not completely drown out the roaring sounds of the "world's rebirth." The earth-shattering changes outside the Twilight Barrier were still taking place. Under the stimulation and transformation of the Source Blood, lush vegetation sprouted from the ground like a fast-forwarded movie. Even the sound of trees growing in succession was a deafening roar. The shape of the earth was also being reshaped. Yggdrasil moved its tentacles, repairing the strata that had become fragile and unstable in the magic explosion, filling the hollows, healing the fissures, and creating new river valleys and plains. Sweet springs were also purified and discharged to the surface. On patches of newly born, clean land, the groundwater extracted by the World Tree was gathering into rivers, winding and flowing, while some tentacles were reaching high into the sky, adjusting the atmosphere in preparation for the first rainfall of the new world...

This was the true function of the Firstborn: to maintain the ecological environment on the earth. Although they had unprecedented power and terrifying forms, their hideous tentacles were never born for killing.

The magnificent scene happening outside the city was so amazing that all the residents of Dusk City did not notice one thing: the pale yellow energy barrier that had enveloped the city for thousands of years had disappeared without them knowing it, and shining on their faces was the natural light of day that they had not seen for two thousand years.

In the outer district of Dusk City, Boken, the administrator of the steam locomotive, was standing on the head of his beloved giant engine. He was the first to feel a breeze blowing on his face. This breeze was something he had never experienced in his life. There was no smell of smoke, nor the pungent smell of machine oil, only an indescribable fragrance of plants and soil. Boken sniffed vigorously, his red, round nose twitching in the breeze. He looked up at the sky and saw the clouds parting, the light of day appearing, and the Twilight Barrier had completely disappeared.

"My ancestors..."

As the reshaping of Midgard was proceeding rapidly, Hao Ren saw some blurry black dots suddenly appear in the direction of the Rainbow Bridge.

Those black dots flew in the air, getting closer and closer against the background of the sky, like divine messengers descending on the earth in the light of dawn. When these black dots flew close enough, he could see what they were: various giant dragons flying in formation!

Led by the Gold Dragon, followed by as many as a hundred dragons of various colors, these colossal creatures, blotting out the sky, were arranged in an orderly formation, facing the first ray of light of the newborn dawn, and were rapidly approaching Dusk City!

"Dragons! The dragons are coming!" Someone on the platform exclaimed, "The descendants of Nidhogg are here!"

No one knew which impulsive and timid fellow had shouted this, but it instantly stirred up the deepest horror legends in the hearts of the Dusk City people.

A riot was about to break out, but just as Hao Ren was about to step forward to restore order and explain the situation, a rather penetrating female voice came from not far away: "Calm down!! Take that screaming fellow out of here first!"

It turned out that it was Lavinia, the female Speaker of the Steam Council, who had spoken. Her shout directly silenced everyone on the platform.

"They are our people, the subordinates of Galarondel that I mentioned before," Hao Ren took this opportunity to explain to Lavinia. He had said before that a group of dragon helpers would come to help, but he didn't expect Galarondel to lead a dragon squadron in her true form, and it would be one thing if a group of dragons flew over, but the deadly thing was that there were quite a few species among these dragons – at least half of them were Black Dragons!

Galarondel was the head of the Five-Colored Dragons, the ruler of the Gold Dragon clan, and she had more than just Gold Dragons under her command.

The mighty dragon squadron flew from the horizon, and with the blessing of mysterious dragon magic, their flight speed was much faster than it looked. Almost in an instant, this flying army arrived above Dusk City. The leading Gold Dragon, leading several dragons who looked like leaders, hovered and descended slowly. Hao Ren heard Galarondel's loud voice roaring deafeningly in the sky:

"Everyone make way! Make way! Those who are slowing down, don't rush forward! Move over a bit, you guys on the side, and leave me a parking space... If the little ones in the back don't have a place to land, find a place to hang on, these towers are quite sturdy! I've hung on them before, no problem!"

Hao Ren had his translator plugin on, so he could understand what the Dragon Queen was yelling, but ordinary people on the ground didn't understand the dragon language. They only heard the Gold Dragon roaring as it descended. Even without the dragon's might, they were all so frightened that their faces turned pale. Anyway, Hao Ren saw that the faces of several high-ranking councilors of the Steam Council were shaking so much that the wrinkles on their faces were almost flattened...

Then these councilors, who had been shaking the whole time, watched with pale faces as the dragons lined up and landed one by one on the edge of the steel platform. Some of them moved in small steps to make room for the other dragons after they landed, and the smaller dragons that flew in later hung on several rows of towers around the platform under the loud command of the Gold Dragon...

"You can start the next project," Hao Ren's eyebrows twitched a few times. He watched a small Green Dragon hugging a tower and curiously gnawing on two steel bars on the tower, and finally turned to the high-ranking councilors of the Steam Council, "According to the previously agreed-upon transfer plan, you will evacuate the people, the Twilight Guard will transfer the supplies, and these dragons will help you dismantle the big boilers."

After the members of the Steam Council left, Galarondel, who had transformed into human form, came to Hao Ren with a stride, followed by a beautiful girl with blue hair and blue eyes, wearing a lake-blue dress and with fine scales on her cheeks.

"How about it, the helpers I invited?" The Dragon Queen laughed heartily, patting Hao Ren's shoulder vigorously.

The blue-haired girl behind her smiled shyly at Hao Ren, bowed slightly, but did not speak.

Seeing this, the Dragon Queen introduced, "Oh, this is Sherry, the mentor from my side who is in charge of teaching the young dragons. She's here to help maintain order."

Vivian frowned as she looked at the dragons parked on the steel platform. "We thought you would have them come in human form—so many dragons flying from the sky will probably cause a commotion in the city."

Galarondel shrugged helplessly: "No way, they're all young dragons, not many of them can skillfully use transformation magic."

Hao Ren was stunned when he heard this: "Young dragons? You found a bunch of young dragons to help?"

Galarondel looked back at the noisy young dragons hanging on the towers: "Come here to move bricks for two days, and each will get ten points added to their final exam. These little brats didn't even bother to ask where they were going. Where else can you find such good laborers?"

Hao Ren: "..."

So this is also popular in the dragon world?