On May 12 of Wasteland Calendar Year Nine, a major day destined to be recorded in history arrived.
Led by the Dragon Flag Territory of the Human Alliance, with the nominally existing Northern Lands and Golden Giant Eagle providing support.
The evacuation plan known as "Kindling" finally caused an enormous stir across the Wasteland, one that was difficult to avoid.
For the more than sixty million survivors still remaining on the New Continent.
Twenty thousand was merely one thirty-thousandth of that enormous number.
For every thirty thousand people, the Dragon Flag Territory would select only one to follow the gods away from the Wasteland, which was about to be invaded.
As for the remaining twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, they would all become fuel for the kindling that left.
Without a doubt, this was an utterly cruel number, and a reality no survivor could accept.
They wailed that humanity's fate was doomed and cursed the stupidity and cowardice of those in power.
Unwilling to accept this, they flooded the World Channel, with nearly every message describing what their abilities could bring to future human communities if they became kindling.
From noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to night.
Even when the freezing night arrived amid howling winds and swirling snow.
More and more people began joining in, praying that their messages would stand out from the crowd and that they would be selected early to enter the twenty-thousand-person team.
Unfortunately, ever since the announcement had been made, the alliance of the Three Great Territories had released no further news.
Even the livestream footage of the Dragon Flag Territory under the Disaster Channel was pitch-black.
Everything seemed to indicate that the answer truly would not be revealed until noon the next day, the time Long An Guo had announced.
Faced