At Ten Thousand People Square, all the Third Order Awakeners and senior military and political officials the Soviet Russia military could gather were craning their necks toward the sky in anticipation.
Armed Helicopters circled overhead, while the selected mechanical-type Awakeners piloted over a hundred fighter jets on patrol through the airspace.
Outside the square, countless Survivors had rushed over after hearing the news. Packed together like a sea of people, they were all curious about whom everyone was waiting for.
Holding such a grand award ceremony after the apocalypse was undoubtedly an enormous luxury and waste.
The generals and commanders standing in two rows were little more than background scenery. More than a hundred Third Order Awakeners stood solemnly, all waiting for that man to arrive.
Even before the apocalypse, the ceremony's scale would have surpassed any previous award ceremony, including those held during the craziest years.
Yet no one felt that anything was amiss. Instead, they were worried that the arrangements might still be too crude.
As the greatest victory since the apocalypse, this was a glory belonging to the nation and even to all humanity!
At least, that was what they believed.
Countless nations in the various War Zones had fallen into Cataclysm, with the number of destroyed countries and regions impossible to count. Yet they were the only ones who had survived a Cataclysm-level mission!
"Everyone, are we really going to leave Lin An out of the propaganda we're about to release?"
A high-ranking Awakener in charge of United Front Propaganda asked the other senior officials in a nervous whisper, unable to stop himself from glancing at the report in his hand.
To highlight Rehn, Lin An's achievements, including the Teleportation order for transferring personnel, had already been attributed to Rehn through a bait-and-switch.
He was afraid