Tang Congxin, an artist who failed the art list, unexpectedly came to the world of one empress and became a declining emperor and grandson who did not protect her day and night. However, "the abandoned son also has Ling Yunzhi, and the fallen emperor's grandson should be like a dragon". This "Emperor, my grandfather did it, my grandmother did it, and so did an abandoned son!".

Hill Terry, Crown Prince of Timeline, possesses the blood of an ancient dragon capable of controlling time, yet his eyes harbor a cold, calculating sequence that trades emotion for omniscience. His world was meant to be a tapestry of knowledge, intrigue, and controlled adventure, until an awakened Titan ruin shatters it all.

The ancient steel civilization has never perished; it lurks in the shadows, regarding the Dragonborn as its most precious "forging material" and manipulating its allies into fanatical pawns. From a desperate escape to trials in the wastelands, from court intrigue to clashes in other realms, Hill matures rapidly amidst blood and fire. He exposes conspiracies, takes in the last surviving dragon, and confronts the chilling malice from beyond the stars, seeking to reshape all order.

As the family's king gradually relinquishes his power, as his sleeping brother awakens with bewildered eyes, and as his former classmates are transformed into twisted weapons by the Titans—Hill knows he stands at a crossroads in history. In his left hand lies the Reverse Scale, inherited from his ancestors, carrying both curse and hope; in his right hand is the Eye of Truth, capable of seeing through all things and weaving time and space.

This is the final glorious era of the Dragonborn, and the prelude to the Titans' return. Hill Terry will use his wisdom and sword to carve out a future for the Time Dragons, on the chessboard of power and the battlefield of flesh and blood, for his loved ones and for his world.

A love letter from the past, a classical game, usher in a bizarre cyberworld; a sea of ​​electronics, a mirror planet, a cloud of doubt behind the illusion of prosperity; a dark age, hidden for a thousand years, demons roam rampant beneath the veil of paradise; foolishness and blindness, billions of glories, for whom are the songs of the past quietly played? A flirtatious man from Zurich, holding a double PhD in geophysics from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology; a rising star in the European piano world, living in Vienna; a gray ghost, a hacker, wandering the cybercity despite low blood sugar; a world-weary and aloof daughter of a prominent family, a high school sophomore, running away from home and exiling herself; the curtain rises on a mad era, and the believer Hearn, combing her hair, holds up a black umbrella, steps into the rain curtain of time...

[First-person perspective + fast-paced, intellectually stimulating story + dual female leads + unconventional plot + minimal plot twists + non-system-based]

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Having been transported to another world without any prior notice, the protagonist is tasked with saving the world. Even language translation is nonexistent, and all information must be found and discovered independently. What extraordinary adventures will the protagonist encounter on this journey?

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By the way, did she understand what I said?

I knew it! Languages ​​are bound to be mutually intelligible in another world.

"saki anadawa wadaxini dasikedekulemasida aligadogosaiimasi."

The girl seemed to have made up her mind; she stopped avoiding my gaze and looked me in the eye.

What did you say?

"Demo hentaikoewa damedisi, sikunakudomo kalada o hadaganixinaiyide!"

The girl seemed to be protesting something to me.

“ado wadaxinokaladawa mimaxidaga?”

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer.

"Huh???" I started to get a headache. Although the girl's voice was very nice and her shy expression was extremely cute, but... what did she say?

"???"

"???"

I couldn't understand or decipher a single word she said. She transported me to another world without even providing a language translation function?

Are you kidding me? There really isn't an omnipotent system?

The ancients determined the seasons based on the direction pointed by the Big Dipper. Today, we have a new Big Dipper, spanning the skies above us, becoming our "eye in the sky," safeguarding national security and serving society and the people's well-being. This is the BeiDou satellite navigation system, independently developed and built by my country. The novel depicts the arduous and magnificent construction process and the growth of each individual along the way. Like the Big Dipper, they shine like a starry sky.