As the sun fully rose, Hydefield returned to its usual calm.
The people stepping out the doors no longer heard the cannon fire from the south of the city nor saw the Fierce Fire that had turned the night sky red.
Except for police cars still flashing sirens stationed at intersections, and policemen warming themselves with instant coffee as they blocked roads leading to the Jiaolong Industrial District and the central city areas, last night's events seemed like just a dream.
The city was bathed in sunlight. The outer walls of Space City glittered brilliantly, and the roads were bustling with cars under the bright sun.
On the sidewalks of the bustling streets, people on their way to work carried briefcases, walking briskly. Children heading to school, carrying backpacks, stood on the edge of the street's automatic conveyor belt, eating breakfast while curiously gazing around.
And so, a new day began.
