Later, whenever Li Xiang recalled the events, his eyes would fill with tears.
'It's not like we can't celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival,' he thought.
'Even without a real Moon, we could have an Extraordinary Being skilled in Illusion Techniques manifest a bright one with their Superpower. It wouldn't have to be too big, just hanging high in the base's main hall. We could create a scene so realistic it would be indistinguishable from the genuine article. That way, every child who's never seen the Moon could come admire it, eat mooncakes, and hear the stories of Chang'e Flying to the Moon, Wu Gang chopping the osmanthus tree, and the Jade Rabbit pounding medicine.'
This was hope. The passing on of a civilization.
What Li Xiang wanted to do was not simply ensure everyone's survival. He wanted them to live with hope and fight with hope, until human civilization could be restored, ushering in a brand-new era.
