After the guard helped push the cart up the slope past the city gate, he waved goodbye to the man with a cheerful smile, seemingly proud of the small assistance he had just provided. The man nodded in thanks, lowered his head, and continued silently pulling his cart, feeling a different kind of emotion inside as he secretly cursed, "These guards, they're a bunch of trash, always bullying us lower-class people!" Despite feeling helpless and angry about the system and the guards' attitude, he knew he had to endure it all for the sake of his family and to find a place in this world.
Nevertheless, the man's steps remained firm, his gaze fixed on the market ahead, the coveted golden spot he had in mind. To him, enduring the unfairness and mockery was worth it as long as he could sell more pottery. And so, with his cart full of hope and determination, he made his way through the crowded streets toward his goal. Despite the unsettling phenomenon in the sky on this morning, the man's heart remained as resilient as the pottery on his cart, unyielding and not easily broken.
The man tightly grasped the handle of the cart, his heart racing as he felt the pressure from behind. Without looking back, he knew that the person following him also had their sights set on the highly coveted corner position at the intersection of Market Street. A flame of determination ignited in the man's heart as he thought to himself that he had already paid an extra fifteen dollars for this spot. It was not just a matter of money, but also a testament to his commitment and sacrifice for his family.
With this resolve, he decided to no longer hesitate. His steps became firmer, each one feeling like a blow to his opponent's heart, hastening his pace. Every step seemed crucial, every rotation of the wheels a declaration of his firm ownership of this spot. He would not allow anyone to take away this opportunity. It was his promise to his family and a validation of his own efforts.
At that moment, the man was not only competing with his opponent for a sales position, but also battling against fate, proving his determination and perseverance. His figure became more resolute in the morning light, and even in the face of unknown challenges and competition, he would not easily give up. On this path, he was prepared to face all difficulties and challenges.
After giving his all in the race, the man finally arrived at the coveted golden corner, panting for breath. His opponent could only stand by from a distance, wearing a look of disappointment and anger on his face. The man briefly stopped, took a deep breath, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart. He knew that today, he had won not only a good place to sell goods, but also proved his perseverance and determination to himself.
At this moment, the originally frightening dark green clouds began to gradually disperse, and warm sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the earth. The man looked up at the sky and saw the sunlight gradually replacing the dark clouds, brightening his mood. He believed that as long as he was determined, he could find his own piece of sky, even in the face of great difficulties.
The man quickly set up his stall and began arranging his pottery products. Each piece of pottery was the result of his tireless efforts, and he believed that today he would surely attract many customers and earn a good income. The man was filled with anticipation for the future, and this hard-earned success strengthened his belief that with persistent effort, he could definitely create a beautiful life of his own.
As the fresh sunlight shone down, the bustling atmosphere of the market gradually heated up, with people weaving through the stalls, showing a strong interest in the pottery displayed by the man. In less than an hour, a group of customers had gathered in front of his stall, and the exquisite pottery quickly turned into jingling coins and banknotes. The clinking of coins in his pocket became a delightful melody of his hard work, and his face was filled with a sincere smile.
However, amidst this temporary joy, the man's heart could not calm down. That inexplicable unease, like a shadow, enveloped his mind, causing him to unconsciously look up at the sky. The sky, once occupied by dark green clouds, now appeared clear, but to him, it seemed to hide ominous signs.
Whenever a gust of wind blows through, it brings not only cool air, but also a hint of tension. The man tries to focus on the business at hand, but an indescribable feeling lingers in his heart. He knows that even in this bustling and vibrant market, he cannot shake off the premonition that seems to suggest today, this city, or perhaps the entire world, is about to reach a turning point.
As the man is immersed in reflections on the uncertainty of the future, the tranquility of the market is suddenly shattered by a series of unusual behaviors. Stray dogs, which were lazily napping in the sun, suddenly become unusually excited, barking incessantly at the sky as if warning of a presence only they can perceive. Not only that, the patrolling cavalry also begins to feel restless; their horses cannot settle down, running and kicking about, even the most experienced knight struggling to control the sudden Chao'X.
At the same time, a large number of birds seemed to sense some kind of unease, forming dense groups in the air and swiftly circling above the market, emitting sharp chirping sounds. These unusual natural phenomena instantly filled the bustling market with a tense and chaotic atmosphere.
People in the market began to discuss it, some trying to calm their own goods and animals, while others curiously looked up at the sky, searching for the cause of all this Chao'X. A man stood in front of his stall, forgetting to continue selling his pottery. His heart was filled with unease, as these abnormal behaviors were undoubtedly a harbinger of some major event. Involuntarily, he joined the others in looking up at the sky, waiting for the unknown changes, as his premonition seemed to be gradually becoming a reality.
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