The New Year was quietly approaching.
There was no familiar festive atmosphere, nor the Spring Festival Gala that would normally be broadcast.
Perhaps most people had never imagined they could last a whole year after arriving in the Wasteland.
Thus, even on the final day of December, only sparse New Year's greetings rose and fell across the World Channel.
In Tian Yuan Territory, however, the atmosphere was completely different.
December 31—the final day of Mist Poison.
It was a rare, slightly sunny day.
After the Little Rainy Season, which had lasted more than ten days since the middle of the month, the fog in the air was no longer as dense.
Looking up at the sky, one could already make out the outline of the sun that had vanished for so long.
Everything indicated that the Thousand Illusions Mist, which had lasted half a year, was about to come to an end. A return to normal was just around the corner!
At six in the morning, the large square in front of Hope Village, which had been thoroughly cleaned, was finally fully decorated.
Red ribbons crisscrossed the makeshift shelters, outlining a festive atmosphere.
Handmade lanterns woven by the residents hung one after another along the ribbons. Some looked rather ugly, but mixed among the lanterns, they made the festive atmosphere even stronger.
To ensure that everyone remembered this memorable day.
Three days earlier, Su Mo had directly issued an announcement: all spending on the final day of the first Wasteland year would be covered by the Underground City.
As long as no one wasted food, they could eat until they burst today without paying a single cent.
The funds used by the Chef Apprentices to purchase ingredients were merely advanced payments. After the New Year, they could take their warehouse