That day, at night.
A black, old Jeep was driving under the bright Galaxy.
The driver was a quiet man in casual clothes, and sitting in the car were two soldiers in black night Watch uniforms. On their cool combat uniforms, there was a dark red armband with the word "night" on their right arm, indicating their identity.
The mountain peaks in the distance were layered with clouds and mist.
No matter if there were stars or a moon, one could still vaguely see the surrounding environment without the illumination of human society. It was enough to imagine how resplendent the Galaxy in the sky was.
This was earth, the autonomous region of Tibet. However, to Jiang Xiao, it was no different from a different dimensional space.
This place ... It was too beautiful.
All of a sudden, Jiang Xiao felt someone tugging at his right arm. He turned around to see that second last was pointing out of the window.