Looking at this lively and peaceful situation and the scene of several people gathering together for the New Year, Wang Dabiao thought, "Angkor, I suddenly have an illusion that it is really doomsday outside?"
Su Junjie also touched his stomach and sighed with emotion, "Yes, I still can't believe that what is in my stomach at this moment is a kind of food called beef dumplings."
Wu Gang heard this but his face was solemn. "Brothers, although a full meal is good, doomsday is still a reality. If you want to leave such a prosperous floating shadow here, you must always recognize this reality. If even the defenders with swords and spears are immersed in this false peace, then I'm afraid it is not far from the end of disillusionment."