Brought Back the Bountiful Resources

Nahrin Desert, dusk.

The sun struggled unyieldingly, scattering the last rays of light onto the desert, as if it was dyed with a layer of golden yarn.

The day of Friday eventually be replaced by night after dusk.

The sun set between the endless dune in the west. The source of light that once illuminated this world was announced to its end. A new world had arrived.

Night fell.

The stars in the sky were remarkably bright. The bright moon rose, bringing a faint light to the dark night.

Although it was not as clear as day, it could still be seen by people.

There was also a bit of coldness.

"Rustle..."

The warhorse beneath him snorted impatiently.