Doomsday calendar Year 8, June 10th, 6:40 AM.
As a pristine drop of dew rolled gently off the eaves and shattered into tiny white splashes on the ground, Su Mo opened his eyes in bed. He glanced up at the wall clock, then rolled over comfortably, in no rush to get up.
Today was the day of the summer harvest warm-up rally.
In the past, Freedom Manufacturing might have had to shut its doors completely just to avoid being mocked into oblivion by Qiankun Grain Store. But now, equipped with the Energy Stone Scythes, Freedom Manufacturing wasn't just going to attend the rally. Every single employee had to be there in full force to viciously slap Qiankun Grain Store in the face.
