Feng Jin, like a gust of wind cut into pieces, wanders aimlessly between the light and shadow of the Star Dome Railway. Her existence itself is like a silent drift, gentle and with hidden scars. The wind is erratic and difficult to capture, but it has an irresistible power, blowing away the fog of the past and tearing apart the darkness in the heart.
In the upcoming 3.3 version, she is given the fate of wind attributes and memory, as if it is a subtle echo in the depths of time. In order to accompany her to complete this destined transformation, pioneers need to collect a lot of materials. Every piece of “fear crushing flesh and blood” is like the pain of her being torn in the dark, a wound from the past, and a mark of growth. 56 pieces are not only a calm statistics of the number, but also more like the layers of inner wounds.
“Courage Tears the Chest”, 71 pieces of broken pieces, they are not simple battle materials, but fragments of her heart, the pulse that is still beating after being hit in reality. Courage here is not a grand narrative, but countless silent nights, breathing after loneliness and fear.
“Glory Baptism Body” is composed of 73 pieces, as if it is a dream forgotten by the world, broken but bright. Glory is stripped of its gorgeous coat here, leaving only a thin layer of reality, like petals blown away by the wind, withering with residual fragrance.
“A Cup of Drunk Time”, 65 copies. This is a drunken memory, Feng Jin’s whisper to the past era. From the shadow of the “Pinoconi Grand Theater”, she picked up this glass of wine, half drunk and half awake, as if she had a silent dialogue with those past years. The light and shadow there, cover her loneliness and struggle.
The exclusive light cone “May the rainbow light stay in the sky forever” is a light in her heart, but it seems out of reach. In order to upgrade it from level 0 to level 80, she needs countless fear, courage, and glory fragments to interweave. These light cone materials are not only combat resources, but also unforgettable self-redemption. Every upgrade is her re-examination of herself and her obsession in the wind that she refuses to give up.
Her road to breakthrough is long and cruel. The five-level breakthrough, each step is accompanied by countless pain and grinding. The fear fragments are constantly pieced together and polished in her hands, and the credit points are exhausted bit by bit in her growth. Breakthrough is not a simple numerical leap, but the fission and repair of her mind, and the nirvana in loneliness.
The trace material is her silent footprints. The seeds of thought, the sprouts of manas and the Alaya are the veins of her soul, and the secrets that are buried by time but still alive. Those echoes of the same wish and the footprints of fate, like the intermittent breaths in her life, piece together her struggle on the Starry Sky Railway.
Feng Jin’s story is a poem about loneliness and growth, full of confusion and reluctance between the lines. Her wind is not the gentle spring breeze, but the cold wind in winter, piercing but sober. She doesn’t have too many words, only the figure that keeps moving forward and the silent cry in her heart.
The process of each pioneer accompanying her growth is actually a process of self-healing. During the days of collecting materials, you may see your own shadow. Those late-night thoughts, those confusions and uneasiness are quietly collected by Feng Jin. She reminds us with her tenacity that life is a lonely journey, but it is precisely because of loneliness that it is precious.
Feng Jin does not have a gorgeous halo. She is the low-key existence on the Starry Sky Railway, a tenacious person in the dim light. Her wind gently brushes through your heart, bringing a hint of coolness and sobriety. May you and I be able to find our own direction in this endless universe, without being blown away by the wind or swallowed by the darkness.