Doomsday Calendar, Year 1, July 29, Saturday, 7:00 a.m.
For survivors struggling to stay fed and warm, hardly anyone still kept track of the date. Few even remembered that today was the long-awaited Saturday day off.
But on the New Continent, all was silent today. Even the noisiest territories had quieted down.
Most creatures had retreated into their shelters, waiting for the 4.0 update to finish going live.
Tian Yuan Territory.
After the village announced a day off yesterday, the village was far from deserted that morning.
Most people were incredibly curious about the gray mist lingering around them, which was gradually taking shape.
On top of that, the map of the thirty kilometers surrounding the village had already been posted at the village entrance.
Taking advantage of the rest day, the male villagers, who had recovered quite a bit of their strength, did not sit idle. They formed what were supposedly Adventure Teams, grabbed whatever handy weapons they had, and went out exploring.
The female villagers were not idle either. A long line had already formed in front of the water reservoir behind the village.
The bathhouse had been packed from the moment it opened that morning. Waves of people went in and out, while nearly black, muddy water trickled from the drainage pipes and flowed into purification barrels to settle.
The small plaza at the village entrance, where people bartered goods, had drawn a sparse crowd. Most of the items being exchanged were still things obtained through the Fortune Star event, but the occasional new handmade item still drew bursts of exclamations.
"After half a month, we've finally recovered a bit of our strength."
"Not bad, not bad."
Standing atop the small hill behind the village and gazing at the lively scene below, Su Mo wore the smile