Fragrance Fills the City Under the Moon

Liu Chang'an reached out and pressed his hand on the door downstairs. This door had been dismantled and repaired by Liu Chang'an several times. Through the crack in the door, he could see that it was pitch black inside. Shangguan Dandan was probably still lying quietly in the coffin.

The doorknob had chipped a lot of paint, making it smooth and reflective. Liu Chang'an gently rubbed it, but instead of opening the door, he kicked away a small stone. Liu Chang'an didn't bother Shangguan Dandan any further.

He placed Shangguan Dandan so that she could live here in the future if she ever left the coffin-based lifestyle.

As for whether Shangguan Dandan was willing to accept such an environment, Liu Chang'an didn't think much about it, nor did he feel that Shangguan Dandan was being wronged.

Is it acceptable for the emperor to live here, but not for the empress dowager?

A child doesn't despise their mother for being ugly, and a dog doesn't despise their home for being poor... This saying doesn't seem quite right, but... it roughly conveys the same meaning.

Since this was Shangguan Dandan's room, Liu Chang'an didn't open the door to disturb her anymore. He turned around and made a phone call to Zhu Juntang.

Zhu Juntang didn't answer the phone, which is perfectly normal. At this time, the fairy must be asleep, otherwise she wouldn't be perfect.

Let's talk to her tomorrow; there's no need to rush.

Liu Chang'an put away his phone, went upstairs to charge it, and straightened the bent parts of the charging cable. He remembered that in most pictures of charging cables shown on mobile phone manufacturers, the cables were always straight.

Liu Chang'an then picked up various tools and began making the bed. Although the neighborhood was old, the houses were sturdy and the walls were very thick. As long as he didn't mess around with it, he wouldn't disturb the neighbors. Moreover, Liu Chang'an could drive nails in steadily with a single slap, without making any noise.

After working for two or three hours, the basic structure of the bed was almost complete. Liu Chang'an tidied up and stood on the balcony to brew a bowl of tea.

The tea soup is rich in color, and the scalding hot taste, along with the aroma of tea, hits the throat. It is said that the high incidence of throat and oral cancer in many people is related to drinking hot tea... In fact, if we were to worry about this and that, we would not be able to live our lives. Apart from some cases caused by environmental pollution, most cancer cases are a matter of fate... Genes determine the vast majority of cases.

Liu Chang'an put down his teacup, took off his shoes, jumped from the balcony onto a not-so-thick branch at the top of the sycamore tree, and then leaped onto the roof of a building in the community.

The lush trees surrounding the neighborhood are about the same age as the community itself, but they don't appear dilapidated or decaying; instead, their canopies are becoming increasingly abundant and vibrant green.

Liu Chang'an jumped again and landed on another slightly taller building nearby.

Leaping and bounding, like Spider-Man who doesn't need webs, he traverses the city, the city lights still shining beneath his feet. There may be witnesses, but they'll mostly be dismissed as seeing things. Even if they confirm they just saw someone leaping between buildings, and share their experience with others after exclaiming in surprise, it's unbelievable, and even without any explanation, they'll be relieved with the thought, "There must be a normal reason I don't know."

Liu Chang'an jumped onto Baolong Center Building Two, and then jumped again as before, landing on the Baolong Center Building One.

This time, he didn't pay attention to the blind spots and monitoring areas of the upstairs cameras. He turned his head to look at Zhu Juntang's huge helicopter. In the hangar below the helipad, through the glass door at the top of the hangar, he could see three smaller helicopters parked in a row.

What does she need so many helicopters for?

Liu Chang'an didn't think much of it. Of course, these helicopters couldn't be directly registered under her name or managed by any company... Helicopters have many uses. Besides military applications, their civilian applications have more direct practical significance for ordinary people: short-distance transport, medical evacuation, disaster relief and rescue, emergency search and rescue, equipment hoisting, geological exploration, forest fire fighting, aerial surveillance, and offshore platform support... Many departments in China that could be equipped with helicopters often don't have them. Besides air traffic control and traditional issues, the most important reason is that the purchase and maintenance costs are too high.

There are four helicopters here now, used to transport a fairy who can't even fly. What a waste of resources!

However, resources can never be allocated according to need or fairly. This is determined by human nature. No matter how powerful, how great, or how close to the divine a person is, they cannot change or save humanity... Because people cannot save each other, many people place their hopes on God. Often, religions presumptuously take on this hope, which is one of the reasons for their prosperity.

Liu Chang'an defines himself as a human being. He is the closest being to a god among humankind, but he is not a god, much less a god capable of changing and saving human nature... Perhaps he will become something else in the future, but for now he considers himself just an exceptionally capable human being.

From Liu Chang'an's perspective, he also wondered if humanity actually needed divine salvation. No species is immortal; could humanity truly achieve that?

Thinking about the questions that the serene and idyllic young people often ponder, Liu Chang'an jumped from the top of the 452-meter-high Baolong Center Building One.

The feeling of the night breeze on his face vanished in an instant. He landed face down on the ground, the wind swirling and trying to penetrate his mouth, nostrils, and ears. Liu Chang'an had a feeling that if he opened his mouth at this moment, he would become a balloon being blown up and then tossed into the air in a spiral.

It was just an illusion. Liu Chang'an felt his speed. The city that seemed to be miniature beneath his feet suddenly returned to reality. The wind was howling wildly in his ears. Liu Chang'an calmly stretched out his hands and pressed them against the ground.

His body didn't stop; he landed on the construction site next door again. Compared to last time, the construction progress was much faster, and only the large pit he was in remained. Liu Chang'an's hands plunged into the soil like drills, and then a powerful force was transmitted through his palms and absorbed by his body. Liu Chang'an didn't let himself be completely buried in the soil; he bent over, landed firmly on his feet, and pulled his hands out smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Chang'an looked at his hands. Unlike the last time he fell and was in so much pain and broken bones, this time he was completely unharmed.

This was to be expected, since the last damaging evolution was Liu Chang'an's first experience as an ordinary high school student. His physical strength had recovered considerably, and after adapting to this level, the benefits of jumping again would be minimal.

We still need to rely on Zhu Juntang's helicopter... Next time, we can try increasing the altitude to about 800 meters above the ground. The speed of free fall is limited. It's not that infinitely increasing the initial height of free fall will allow the human body to accelerate indefinitely.

Liu Chang'an looked up at the sky, not leaving immediately. He calculated v = [2*m*g/(c*p*a)]^(0.5), choosing c = 0.4, p = 1.25 kg/m^3, a = 0.08 m^2, and m = 80 kg. What is the final value of v?

Liu Chang'an patted the mud off his hands, pulled himself out of the soil with force, then tamped down the two holes he had made, ran a few steps, jumped over the wall, and landed steadily.

Zhong Qing, standing outside the wall, stared blankly at Liu Chang'an.

Liu Chang'an was stepping on a dog.

The dog's life ended naturally. The moonlight was beautiful, and Zhong Qing's large eyes were filled with Liu Chang'an's embarrassment.

Zhong Qing's body trembled slightly, and she tiptoed back a few steps, causing her to sway back and forth like Bai Hui, forming a function curve. After all, physical development is more related to the maternal line, while the two cousins' mothers were sisters.

"You... how did you jump down from the wall?" Zhong Qing's short-circuited mind finally came back to normal.

It seemed that Zhong Qing hadn't seen Liu Chang'an jump from the high-rise building, which saved Liu Chang'an the trouble of dealing with it, since he had been at the construction site for a while, while Zhong Qing had just come out.

"The night is long, only running can soothe the loneliness." Liu Chang'an smiled. "What a coincidence, to run into you like this."

Zhong Qing loosened her grip on the dog leash; there was no point in continuing to hold it at this point. She touched her forehead and pointed to Liu Chang'an's feet, "Please don't step on the Third Miss's dog."

Liu Chang'an wasn't wearing shoes. The black Rottweiler's fur was smooth and its flesh was thick, making it very comfortable to step on. Realizing what was happening, Liu Chang'an quickly jumped down and tightly gripped the dog's mouth to stop the blood from flowing out.

Completely surprised by Liu Chang'an's reaction, Zhong Qing was both annoyed and helpless. "Is there any hope for him? He was crushed to death without a sound."

"No, dogs aren't like other animals; once the blood is drained, the meat becomes very dry and doesn't taste good," Liu Chang'an explained with a sense of relief. "Luckily, not much blood came out."

Zhong Qing was speechless with astonishment.

She... she was back to the time when she was amazed by Liu Chang'an's many surprising and unbelievable actions. This man was indeed always unpredictable.

"Alright... I'll report to Miss San that you ate the dog again." Zhong Qing also eats dog meat, but she's been feeding this dog lately, so she won't eat it anymore... However, she wouldn't cause trouble for Liu Chang'an over this dog, because they're not close, and she's not its owner.

Everyone has a destiny, let alone animals; Zhong Qing's emotions are stable.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Liu Chang'an sincerely thanked him. "Thank you."

"I've met you twice at the construction site, and both times you killed my dog." Zhong Qing stated the facts with emotion, leaving everyone speechless.

"How about I make it and bring you a portion?" Liu Chang'an felt a little embarrassed after saying that.

"No need." Zhong Qing was too lazy to ask Liu Chang'an what he was doing here in the middle of the night. Anyway, he was acting strangely, so she would just report back as usual.

"Why are you walking your dog at this hour? The moon is almost setting." Liu Chang'an didn't really have much to talk about with Zhong Qing, but since he had accidentally stepped on someone's dog, he had to ease the awkwardness.

"Dogs aren't like people. They can come out whenever they want, regardless of the time. I happened to have insomnia, so I took it for a walk, but who knew..." Zhong Qing rolled her eyes at Liu Chang'an. Humans aren't plants or trees; how can they be without feelings? It's just a matter of degree.

"Junsha is currently working on becoming a civilized city, so remember to bring your poop scooping kit next time you walk your dog." Liu Chang'an picked up the Rottweiler, still holding its muzzle to prevent blood from flowing. "I'm going back now, goodnight."

"Good night." Zhong Qing watched Liu Chang'an's retreating figure, then looked up at the sky one last time before turning and walking back to Baolong Center Building One.

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The monthly pass and the title of the next chapter are the same as this chapter's.