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For example, the sage's shelter and the thunderstorm neutron lightsaber, although both are good items, are not suitable for his power in comparison.

But all of this will have to wait until the different space opens next week.

In a few days, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated. Xiang Jing has counted the days, he has been back for more than seven months.

A lot of things have happened in these seven months, and he did not expect that one day he would be where he is today.

A few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiang Jing asked people in the food department to prepare moon cakes.

When the four teams went there, there was a special cook who accompanies them to cook and eat. All they ate were big pots of rice.

In addition, there is a lot of land in the city to grow grain crops, and Tiankui City does not have to worry about eating, and there is even a lot of grain that has two large warehouses.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a large number of mooncakes were handed out to everyone in each construction team.

Eating freshly baked moon cakes makes everyone feel a rare touch of warmth in these last days.

I subconsciously wanted to look up to see if the moon in the sky was still round, but when I raised my head, it was all black, and I couldn't even see any stars.

I can't help but think of the days when I was reunited with my family in previous years and enjoyed the moon by eating moon cakes.

The child was crying and the moon cake was not delicious. The parents taught the child not to waste food. The elders sat in the chairs and smiled cheerfully, but all of this now no longer exists.

Thinking of the heartache and sadness, they couldn't help feeling sad and weeping, but they still have to live strong, for those who have died.

Xiang Jing sat on a chair on the roof of the main building of the city, and a plate on the table next to him was stacked like a tower.

He picked up one and took a bite. The mouth was sticky, soft and chewy, and had the unique sweetness of red beans. It was a red bean-flavored mooncake.

Xiang Jing and Li Qiang's mooncakes were made by chefs who used to work in star hotels.

Especially Xiang Jing’s stack of mooncakes, even though there are only four, contains the craftsmanship of all the best chefs in Tiankui City.

From the beginning to the grinding of flour, to the selection of the following materials, every step is carefully selected to achieve the best and the most perfect.

Xiang Jingsan finished the mooncakes with red bean filling in two bites, and did not eat the remaining three.

The taste is indeed top-notch, and impeccable in every aspect, but Xiang Jing always feels that something is missing.

In the past, it was difficult to eat moon cakes that were already broken. They all thought they were the best delicacy in the world, but now they feel a bit less flavorful.

The taste of home.

Xiang Jing was suddenly in a daze. The word ‘home’ has not been mentioned to him for many years. He said it plainly, but when he truly understood the meaning, it was so strange.

"Do I have a home?" Xiang Jing asked himself.

In a trance, he seemed to remember in a memory that was about to be forgotten. He once seemed to have a home, but there is no more.

Until, when he met the girl and got along day and night, he felt that he had found a familiar and unfamiliar home.

But now that the girl is gone, Xiang Jing feels empty. Although there are people like Li Qiang and Linyuan Corpse King beside him, they feel completely different from that.

It's as if I thought I found the whole world, but lost the whole world. Even if there are many people around me re-intervene, it won't taste like that.

"The world is so big, why is home."

"Ha ha"

Xiang Jing sighed with rare melancholy.

"Peng"

The temple orbital gun appeared beside him, Xiang Jing adjusted the muzzle, aimed at the dark night sky, and expelled all three charged cannons in one breath.

Three charged cannons pierced the night sky, shining like a star in the sky above Tiankui City, the flashing light was so dazzling.

The charged cannon rushed straight into the night, and exploded from high above the sky. The dark night seemed to be torn apart by a pair of big hands, revealing the brilliant night sky with the stars shining and the moon hanging high.

At this moment, everyone in Tiankui City couldn't help looking at the sky, and the dark eyes were no longer only black, but also bright moonlight and sky full of stars.

At that moment, everyone's eyes lit up, glowing like black gems and amber.

Xiang Jing leaned back in his chair, looking up at the bright moon and stars in the sky, slowly closing his eyes, and letting the moonlight and stars fall on him.

If you don’t have a home, then build one, a home that is unique in the world.

The next day, everything was business as usual. After one night, everyone seemed to be more motivated. They worked desperately. Everyone was fiery in their hearts, with long-lost smiles on their faces, working with passion and blood.

The establishment of Tiankui City is not just to build a city, it is also their new home in the future, to contribute to their own home, everyone is willing to do their part.

Today Xiang Jing is going to take a walk around the city, although he has been engaged in construction and development, and will develop the entire city in a better direction as much as possible.

But in many cases, you may only consider one thing, but on the other hand, you didn't expect to go to the city to take a look, maybe you can find something.

Han Feng and Zimo acted as bodyguards at this time and followed Xiang Jing to protect him.

Xiang Jing waved them not to follow, and dispersed separately. By the way, he investigated and investigated the living conditions of the residents in the city. He himself used a high-tech called a disguise mask, changed his face and clothes, and walked in the city.

Most of the young people in the city have gone to build the city wall. Most of the people who remain are old and weak, women and children. There are not many pedestrians on the streets, which is a little desolate.

Xiang Jing was walking and saw that under a big tree in front, a lot of people gathered, including old men, old ladies, and children.

Some were standing, some were squatting, some were sitting while carrying things, and some were simply sitting directly on the ground, watching attentively under the tree ahead.

Xiang Jingchao looked under the tree, and he saw an old man who was over sixty years old and had white temples. He wore a meticulously three-seven-pointed head. Although he looked very thin, he looked very energetic.

He was sitting behind a dilapidated short table with an iron kettle, a cup, and a piece of wood on the table. He was giving a vivid speech, quite like a storyteller.

Xiang Jing walked a few steps closer and heard clearly that what he was talking about was the fifth episode of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms": The storyline of the sentiment of Jiaozhao Zhuzhen Ying Cao Gong, breaking through the three British battles of Lu Bu.

Although this old man is old, he speaks with great voice and emotion. The eyes of the people around him are all attracted by him, and he can't help but blend into his story.

Just as he was talking about the wonderful plot of the three British battles with Lu Bu, he suddenly slapped a small piece of wood and made a clear sound.

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