Dawn City, Alliance Square.
Goose-feather snow drifted down from the sky, while a towering, majestic stone monument stood in the center of the square.
The monument had stood there since the founding of the Alliance.
It was shaped like a sword pointed straight at the sky, and its unfinished obelisk was still extending upward.
Every so often, it grew a little taller.
Sometimes by one or two meters, sometimes by the height of several people stacked atop one another.
Many names were engraved upon the monument.
And every name carved there was a memory of blood and glory.
Besides commemorating the fallen, this was also where the Alliance's soldiers returned in triumph to receive their medals...
Just like when Vault 404 opened for the 777th time, this year brought another cold winter. The first snow had fallen before the end of autumn.
And now, barely into winter, goose-feather snow was already drifting down from the sky.
Seeing snow for the first time—especially snow this heavy—Dora was as excited as a child. She tilted her head back and chased after the falling flakes, only to miss the road ahead, trip over a stone curb by the roadside, and accidentally knock Teng Teng into a flowerbed.
The round shrubs were covered in snow, so neither of them was hurt in the collision.
However, after suffering such a disaster out of nowhere, Teng Teng seemed to have taken quite a psychological blow. Her soul appeared to have left her body, and the light gradually faded from her bright eyes.
Her dreamless expression gave Dora quite a fright. She awkwardly brushed the snow from Teng Teng's body while repeatedly apologizing.
The players who had gathered nearby to watch did not go over to help. Instead, every last one of them focused on egging