"Those without a past can only move forward into the future."

Leader of the ChunQiu Tactical Squad. Born in the Land of Jinsha—where this story begins—and with unwavering courage and resolve, he will carry it far beyond its origin.

A well-balanced combatant capable of adapting to any battlefield. His rifle is always at the ready, delivering powerful fire and precise strikes against any who dare to oppose him.

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'I’d rather ‘treat’ the ones who hurt others than heal the ones who’ve been hurt.'

A member of the ChunQiu Tactical Squad. On the battlefield, Nono is a beacon of hope, carving out crucial openings for her teammates when it matters most.

Her pistol may be compact, but in her hands it becomes a weapon of precision and efficiency, delivering damage that is anything but negligible.

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'Lapaska may not be the best place, but it’s the only place you can call home.'

A trained auxiliary combat operative. No one can fail to respect a strong, brave, and decisive warrior. When she stands behind you, it feels as if the mountain winds of Lapaska have blown all the way to the sands.

A true warrior deserves true weapons—and what could be more thrilling than charging into the enemy with a shotgun in hand? Of course, there’s one thing even more so: those iron fists, always ready to strike at any foe.

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'Do it! But first, have some tea—doing all this is pointless anyway!'
(Mandarin version: “Sharpening the axe won’t delay the work; never waste an extra minute.”)

A trained auxiliary combat operative. Perhaps only when you stand before her will you understand that ‘ghostly’ isn’t just a way to describe a fighting style—it’s a way of life. Dodging monsters leaping at you, or avoiding a boss who forces overtime—what matters more? Unless… you can offer her the price she demands.

Beyond three steps, her gun is fast; within three steps, a blade—always ready to draw—has already aimed at the enemy’s throat, gleaming with a menacing cold light. Perhaps even this isn’t as tricky as squeezing onto the morning subway.

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'How heavy is a ton of dreams in this miserable world? And a ton of love?'

A renowned actress in the BEE Project. No matter how dire the battlefield, the moment Julie’s graceful figure, clad in her iconic armor, sweeps past the crowd, people seem to glimpse the taste of victory. She knows it’s merely a temporary escape from reality, and she also knows everyone wishes to sleep a little longer within this fleeting dream.

The launcher she wields isn’t just for cinematic spectacle. When its firepower blankets the battlefield and enemies vanish in an instant of explosions, perhaps—for them—it is also a rare form of mercy.

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'0s and 1s are not an escape from reality, but the key to unlocking another one.'

A member of the Warring States Tactical Unit. The online world is complex and chaotic, and the only one who sees through it all is a hacker who looks like a child but possesses intellect far beyond ordinary humans. With a single keystroke, everything you try to hide is already laid bare before his eyes.

The automatic pistol is always the best friend of a low-profile operative. Countless enemies have smirked disdainfully at its sight—only to be met the next moment by the crisp report of a gun they never saw coming.

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【Pamela Aldrin】

'Remember our promise—see you on the Moon someday!'

A trained combat operative. Growing up on the Moon, Pamela may not yet fully understand this world: perhaps not everyone wishes to be a knight who stands up bravely, perhaps life has never been as simple as opening the next door in a castle of demons—or perhaps it’s not her who is wrong, but the world itself.

When sound has no place to travel in the vacuum, lasers become the only shout capable of piercing silence. So when the laser rifle in her hands fires a searing beam through an enemy, leaving a charred hole, don’t be afraid—she’s merely offering a 'kind' warning: you’ve crossed the line!

“Bug Cop”

“Freeze! Hands up! My bugs saw everything—you’re under arrest!”

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“Novice Floater”

Although the Moon possesses abundant water resources, the high cost of extraction makes it a luxury within lunar bases.

From a young age, Pamela was taught to cherish every drop of liquid water—to use it with gratitude, and to sip it with care.

So whenever she gazed toward Earth, her eyes drawn to the vast blue that blankets the planet, she could never help but feel deeply moved.

Even after returning to Earth, Pamela maintained her frugal habits, treasuring every drop of water she used. Over time, she was even regarded as a model of water conservation within the academy.

Yet excessive reverence can sometimes distort one’s perception. Before Pamela’s obsession with water could spiral out of control, she was assigned to undergo deep-sea diving training.

Through immersion—depth, volume, and direct contact with water—she would confront and correct her increasingly rigid mindset.

“Swimming… in the ocean? Oh no, I—I really have to do this? Can I even handle it?”

“The ocean… the source of Earth’s vitality, a miracle that nurtures countless forms of life. I will embrace her depths…”

“…Alright. I’m ready.”

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“Summerbound Wyrm”

Although the hunter from another world holds many views that differ from common sense in this world, she is perfectly aligned when it comes to one thing—vacation.

So the moment the holiday notice arrived, she clocked out without hesitation, declaring that she would go prepare a proper poolside outfit.

Everyone assumed she would show up in some high-performance gear made from elastic synthetic rubber and aramid fibers.

—They were wrong.

Instead, she appeared in what could only be described as an entirely normal, eye-catching swimsuit—hardly unusual, yet strangely out of character for her. The contrast left everyone a little confused.

Eventually, someone couldn’t resist their curiosity and asked how she had managed to acquire such an outfit.

At the time, she was leisurely lounging on a swim ring, enjoying the cool ripple of the water.

“I was asking around for swimsuits made with ultra-high-molecular-weight polyethylene fibers,” she began,
“when a long-haired girl suddenly pulled me aside.”

“She said I looked friendly enough, and since she had an extra set of pool gear she had just ordered, she’d give it to me for free—said it was fate.”

“The materials are pretty average, honestly, but it looks decent. I didn’t take it for nothing, though—I gave her an electroplated diamond sharpening stone in return.”

“Her name? Didn’t get the chance to ask. She suddenly got a message, muttered something like ‘damn target client’ or whatever, and rushed off.”

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“Radiant Summer Belle”

The lady of the Spencer family carries herself with elegance and poise at all times—even by the poolside.

On a rare holiday, she would never utter something as tactless as refusal. Proper relaxation, taken at the right moment, is essential for maintaining one’s condition.

Of course, even during a vacation, she never forgets that danger may still lurk beneath the surface of daily life.

Her swimsuit is crafted from specialized materials originating from the Celestial Realm, capable of adapting seamlessly when she enters a combat state.

With her mastery over her abilities, the transition between the two states is flawless. She is, naturally, quite satisfied with her own adaptability.

“All nuisances have been dealt with. Let us continue our delightful vacation.”

“Now then, it’s your turn to present the merits of my attire. Don’t worry—I shall offer my own evaluation once you’re finished.”

“Why that puzzled look? When one vacations with friends, exchanging compliments is simply expected, is it not?”

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"Sea-Blue Pathfinder"

“A navigator who cannot conquer the sea will never make a proper captain!” she proclaimed—solemnly pointing at the swimming pool.

Then, as if making a firm decision, she strode toward the shimmering water and let herself sink beneath the surface.

One minute passed. She still hadn’t come up for air—like a fish born to the depths.

“It's Not Fish! Miss Taogong is drowning in the shallow end—someone save her!!” the electronic dog shouted in panic.

After being fished out of the pool, she quickly bounced back, already clamoring for a second attempt.

This time, however, she learned her lesson—putting on a swim ring before jumping in, effectively preventing another “incident.”

“The journey to conquer the seas won’t end in failure like this!”

“Don’t mind the float for now—when the time comes, Taogong Nuonuo will dazzle everyone with her exceptional maritime skills!”

She laughed loudly, splashing water as she made her declaration.

Her two companions exchanged a glance and quietly reached the same conclusion—
the recent heat in Jīnshā had clearly fried Miss Taogong’s brain.