The dark clouds shrouding Cangnan City gradually dispersed, and mottled sunlight spilled through gaps in the clouds, shining upon the empty land.
A day ago, there had still been a city here.
Now, apart from a few lonely high-rises and scattered roads, there was only endless desolation.
From atop any three-story building, one could take in the entire expanse of Cangnan City. Helpless children and displaced residents were scattered through the city's corners, leaning on and comforting one another.
Even though they had been complete strangers just a day ago, they now shared a common name... survivors.
At the once-bustling end of Heping Bridge, only a few old storefronts remained. Heping Agency stood alone at the bridgehead, with a figure seated atop it.
Wu Xiangnan sat alone on the roof, gazing into the distance. At the far end of the horizon, a large number of military vehicles kicked up clouds of dust as they sped toward them.
They were the Night Watchmen's logistics units, responsible for receiving the survivors and rebuilding the city.
Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, slowly rose to his feet, and headed downstairs.
Inside the agency, the members of Phoenix Squad sat around the table. Hong Ying and Wen Qimo sat listlessly on the sofa, their gazes occasionally drifting toward the room, as though waiting for something.
Before long, a figure in a white lab coat emerged from the room.
"Doctor, how is he?" Hong Ying rose to her feet and asked anxiously.
The members of Phoenix Squad also stood. Xia Simeng glanced into the room and saw faint golden light still shining from within, concern surfacing in her eyes.
"Not good." Dr. Li shook his head. "When his soul suffered severe damage, his emotions became too... extreme. Under that kind of pain, his consciousness automatically