The two weeks passed quickly.
The ballots from all over the country were packed up and sent to Bu Peien by train, where they would all be counted.
The workload was somewhat heavy, but it wasn't impossible to finish. Considering the current situation, the Working Group had added some people.
The entire process would take around three days and be completed before January 2.
This winter was just as cold as ever. People were still discussing the election, debating who would ultimately become the new president.
That included the old president, the candidates waiting for the results, and everyone else.
New television programs, new hosts, and new dramas kept appearing, giving people something to pass the time during the cold winter.
Every day after work, lying on a soft sofa, enjoying the warmth, and watching television—there was nothing more pleasant than that!
All in all, the people of the Federation had a very happy New Year.
Perhaps they had grown accustomed to the cold of winter. People no longer found it unbearable. It was merely cold.
But in the north, the cold had become deadly.
Far away in Maliro, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in white.
People could barely see anything outside their windows. The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors caused condensation to form on the glass, and that moisture quickly froze into ice under the extreme cold outside.
Even in houses with high enough indoor temperatures to keep the windows from freezing, everything outside was still a hazy white.
The wind howled fiercely. In an environment dozens of degrees below zero, strong winds were like the Grim Reaper's scythe. Anything containing moisture would freeze almost instantly! Even wearing thick clothes and using the pelts of other animals to ward off the cold, people could hardly survive