On this day, East Sea City was shrouded in drizzle as Zhang Yuan walked out from the direction of the subway station, heaving a slight sigh. Over the past few years, the population of East Sea City had decreased by 30%, continuing to dwindle. There was no helping it; the colorful world outside was simply too enticing, and as long there were cultural exchanges, it was hard to stop the flow of people.
The two remaining cities that banned sakura usage were always at risk of retaliation, and the situation had reached its worst.
"Mr. Zhang, what should we do? They've resigned themselves!" several young people shouted discontentedly.
"A bunch of cowards, cowards!"
There were still over a hundred people in the team, all displaying expressions of anger mixed with unwillingness. However, facing the bleak reality, they had no solution.
Zhang Yuan sat on a bench in the subway station for a long while, murmuring quietly, "This war has no enemy... or rather, the whole world is our enemy."
