The structure of this Levitating Island was sothing Tang Xian couldn't take in with a single glance, yet in his heart, it felt as if there were so kind of map, and he knew everything here was neatly divided.
Entertainnt area, exploration area, resource area, rest area, work area—all were arranged like a matrix.
After hesitating for a while, Tang Xian suddenly thought of sothing and a smile appeared on his face.
Then he calmly approached the small town.
This was the rest area, where most people spent the majority of their ti.
On rare occasions, they would go out to the exploration area or the resource area to hunt.
The first to spot Tang Xian were the two girls flying kites.
Yan Xiaoling's entire person widened her eyes and gaped, incredulously looking at the figure approaching from afar.
Zhong Xiuxiu's expression was much more indifferent, yet joy still shone through her eyes.
Tang Wen, however, was not surprised at all and was the first to speak.
"Welco back,"
Tang Xian didn't speak; his parents, sister, and important people from his mories were all here, and he imagined there were many friends in town as well.
In such a Levitating Island, it seed to be forever a sunny day, there was never a worry about food, and the whole scene's civilizational progress was at a reasonable pace.
Just like Tang Xian noticed this town looked quite retro, but the weed clearing vehicle Tang Wen started appeared to be a thousand-year model, and so components on the vehicle were products of the Pyramid Era.
"They are not the ones I know, they are just your creations,"
These sudden words from Tang Xian made Tang Wen sowhat uncomfortable.
"It doesn't make any sense. Aren't we here because we know you?"
Tang Xian nodded, not denying this statent.
He really wanted to see Tang Wen, see Zhong Yao, and that silly girl who always followed behind him.
To really et them, even if these were just replicas, it brought him pleasure.
[—All of them were created by . To you, these things are irreplaceable; even a clone has so extrely subtle differences, but I can erase such differences. I can directly create the sa existences, mories, personalities, ways of thinking, all replicated. They are the people you need, and I must remind you, they are also real lives.]
The voice of the Orderer resonated, and Tang Xian didn't ask anything more.
He also ignored what Tang Wen had said.
He just nodded to Tang Wen and continued walking into town.
During this process, Yan Xiaoling, holding her kite, ran behind Tang Xian, trying to grab the hem of Tang Xian's clothes to follow him.
Tang Xian didn't dodge away. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and extended an index finger.
This girl, who remained at the age of death, seed very petite, holding Tang Xian's finger and let out a laugh.
Tang Xian walked slowly, not minding the fact that a little girl was trailing him.
The town was bustling, and Liu Lang's blacksmith shop was still the only weapon shop in town, with Liu Buding naturally the proprietress. The forge was much bigger than that of Baichuan City.
Akasi and Tang Suoye were the most famous hunters in this town; they preferred the little cabin in the woods to the town, but often brought back ga.
Here, it seed Yuan Wu's emotions were finally complete. His human self knew neither anger nor joy, but here he wore a hearty smile.
Yuan Wu and Ling Yi were together, following in Qiao Shanshan's clinic.
Only then did Tang Xian realize Yuan Wu and Ling Yi were an unexpectedly good match.
He felt so regret because, in the real world, that child's emotions were still incomplete. It would be difficult for a person who cannot express joy to win over a girl.
Qiao Shanshan was the best doctor in town, but there wasn't much business; everyone here was very healthy, and it seed their ages were all fixed at the ages Tang Xian rembered.
So much so that the clinic's main business gradually shifted to treating pets.
It's worth ntioning that the clinic's na was Song Qiao Clinic.
Tang Xian was surprised and suddenly wondered if Qiao Shanshan had a crush on Song Que?
If these people were all copies of those in his mory, then here they all lived the lives they wanted.
Tang Xian shook his head, thinking that in the future, he should have Song Que stay in Baichuan City more often.
"Do you like this place, Tang Xian?" Yan Xiaoling asked shyly.
"I do like it a lot,"
"I'm so happy."
It was still the idiotic way of expressing herself, which didn't make Tang Xian feel joy; on the contrary, he felt uncomfortable.
He did not show this discomfort to the little girl.
Tang Xian was just wondering, are these people really alive? Does this world truly contain beings that can change reality with their consciousness?
He knew the answer deep down, which is why he felt uneasy.
There were quite a few people in the town; Tang Xian had seen every face before, including his forr drill instructor Liu Qiang, who was one of the few during the trial of the Chosen who believed he hadn't cheated.
There were also the old miners he used to dig with and brag in the mines, including soone who often requested a bowl of Italian pasta from the battalion commander.
When they saw Tang Xian, their reactions were broadly the sa; surprise, warmth, and naturalness.
Dong Ran had opened a toy store, Tang Xiaojiu and Tang Feiji beca voluntary workers. Tang Feiji idly played with a Rubik's cube, too lazy to even glance at Tang Xian, while Tang Xiaojiu bounced excitedly towards him.
Listening to Tang Xiaojiu calling him "Big Brother Tang Xian," Tang Xian showed a smile, but didn't step into the store.
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