"Staying in the hospital for too long does make one's complexion a bit poor, but it's good to be alive, everyone is still alive. Haha!" Lu Yuan greeted them.
"Yes... it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."
"The poor complexion is due to some soul damage, but it's not a big problem." Lu Yuan patted Lu Tiantian's shoulder and shook hands with the craftsmen who hurried in.
Seeing their smiles and tears, he couldn't help but feel a subtle emotion in his heart.
Perhaps, a large part of my struggles is for human civilization, to win a better future.
If a person lives only for food and clothing, it's too shallow. Finding a suitable life goal to strive for a lifetime, becoming a "God" in a small domain, even if it's a gaming domain — how great would it be if the entire society could achieve this goal.
When Lu Yuan had this thought, he couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being somewhat naive, with a sense of clarity and ignorance from not experiencing society.
