June 7, Year 8 of the doomsday calendar. Sunny.
In the Civilization Era, this was the big day for the college entrance examination. However, nine years after humanity transmigrated to the wasteland, hardly anyone mentioned it anymore. Few even remembered these dates, merely taking life one day at a time.
As the sun rose over the horizon, bringing a trace of warm sunlight, Mulberry Field Town finally welcomed its long-awaited revival after five days of dead silence.
The migrant workers, having rested for several days, walked out of their doors in high spirits to look for work and spend money. Shops that had closed due to the lack of foot traffic pulled up their shutters early in the morning, announcing their reopening. Outside the town, the commuting energy cars found business again, transporting waves of outsiders back into the settlement.
Everything seemed to return to how it was before the heavy rain—harmonious and peaceful.
"Xiaojuan, I'm heading out."
