At eight the next morning.
P City's alarm went off.
The sirens reached residents who were still in bed and those already at work.
In an apartment building.
"This is fucking annoying! I finally got to sleep after my night shift. What the hell is going on?"
A man who had collapsed into bed after his night shift roared out the window.
He had finally started having a pleasant dream.
Only to be jolted awake by the relentless sirens.
"Wah! Wah!" A baby cried.
"Honey, go check on the baby."
"What's going on today? Those sirens won't stop. Is a devil about to appear, or is there going to be an earthquake?"
Puzzled, the man went to tend to their six-month-old baby.
"No idea, but it must be something serious," said the woman wearing a face mask, seemingly unbothered by the sirens.
At a construction site.
"Stop slacking off! We have to finish this batch of work today."
A contractor shouted at the workers who had stopped working to look around.
"Liu, if the city suddenly sounds the alarm, something bad must be about to happen."
"Yeah, maybe those Terracotta Warriors are back." An older worker rubbed his arms with both hands. Just thinking about the previous Terracotta Warriors made him shudder.
"If you want your wages, get back to work! Otherwise, you won't get a single cent!"
The contractor shouted furiously.
At that moment, the construction schedule seemed more important than anything else.
Hearing that their wages would be withheld, the workers below could only sigh and get back to work.
After all, they were still owed more than four months' wages.
If that money was withheld, they would have nothing to eat when they went home for the New Year.
Inside a factory.
The assembly-line workers were still