At the same time, the blessing of space does not mean invincibility, it just prevents other space warriors from detecting his whereabouts. Once the other space warriors trigger some large-scale area-killing skills/weapons (such as detonating a nuclear bomb nearby

), Fang Lin Yan will also be hit.

Or to put it simply, Fang Linyan, who has the blessing of space, is like a sword master who uses Wind Step in Warcraft 3, and the opponent does not have any anti-stealth methods, but if the prediction is accurate, there is still

Ability to hurt him.

***

Fang Linyan woke up around 5:30 the next morning because he smelled fried dough sticks and steamed buns downstairs.

For a long time in the past, he disliked the taste very much--because he had no money for breakfast--or even for breakfast, it must be the sweet potato porridge cooked by Uncle Xu.

, if there is work, then it will be paired with steamed buns and fermented bean curd.

Uncle Xu's hobby is to break open the steamed buns, spread fermented bean curd on them, just like spreading jam on bread, then take a firm bite, and then slurp on a few mouthfuls of porridge.

At that time, Uncle Xu's expression was cheerful and relaxed.

To be honest, Fang Linyan felt that this way of eating was not delicious at all. Now he realized that what Uncle Xu enjoyed was not the fermented bean curd and steamed buns, but the taste of his hometown. His hometown liked this way of eating.

Then after quickly eliminating several breakfast options that popped up in his mind, Fang Linyan decided to eat a bowl of noodles.

To be precise, it is a bowl of dandan noodles that has been improved to suit the taste of local people in Taicheng.

On Fang Linyan's birthday, Uncle Xu would take him to eat longevity noodles, and then specially ask him to add an egg. But every time, Uncle Xu would order tomato omelette noodles for Fang Linyan, because he felt that spicy food was not good for children.

, but ignored Fang Linyan’s eyes that were eager for the red oil used to mix the noodles.

Therefore, ever since Fang Linyan could decide what to eat for breakfast, he would have a special liking for Dandan noodles.

When minced peanuts, bright red chili oil, white onions and minced garlic, yellow meat cubes, and steaming noodles are mixed together, the taste will immediately produce a strong chemical reaction, making people appetite.

It's so wide open that I can't help but want to take a few mouthfuls.

After eating the dandan noodles, have a bowl of sweet and white glutinous rice balls, and a good day will start in high spirits.

This is one of Fang Linyan's beautiful memories, so he plans to relive it. This is a very reasonable thing, right?

He called a car, but stopped after arriving at his "former home". This was where he and Uncle Xu lived for seven years. It was a typical slum, and the building they lived in was also a typical illegal building.

To his surprise, the house seemed to be empty and not rented out.

When walking to the "Old Chengdu Dan Dan Noodles", he passed a "D"-shaped intersection. Here he heard cries, mourning music, and a mourning shed was set up. It was obvious that there was a scene here.

Funeral.

Under the new sunshine, relatives, friends, and neighbors who came after hearing the news began to eat melon seeds and peanuts under the funeral shed, chatting and laughing happily, and some even made pig noises while laughing.

When there were a lot of people, some people started playing mahjong and poker. Fang Linyan was willing to bet that the number of people who sincerely came to express condolences at this time would be less than one-tenth of those who came to have fun.

Fang Linyan walked quickly past these happy funeral attendees, and then he came to the yellowed old signboard of this store:
Chapter completed!