At six o'clock in the afternoon, the day in Freedom City came to an end.
Even though the queue outside the Fire Exchange remained as massive and winding as a long dragon, everyone had no choice but to disperse under the urging of the city guards and Turner's loud announcement of closing time.
Among the crowd, some walked away with satisfied smiles, clutching good items worth tens or hundreds of contribution points. Others left with looks of regret, holding only a few ordinary, mass-market goods worth a mere handful of contribution points.
Thanks to reasonable time management, almost everyone in line managed to participate in the blind box draw. Those who queued early even drew three rounds. Consequently, as Su Mo stood at the street corner, he barely saw anyone cursing or complaining. Most people gathered together, excitedly discussing their hauls in an extremely harmonious atmosphere.
Clearly, the Fire Exchange's first marketing campaign was a massive success!
