The city undergoing revival doesn't always bring joy.
The streets and alleys of Wanjing have once again returned to the semblance of peace, but it's far from a so-called "normalcy."
As you walk down a road, you'll come across bouquets, funeral wreaths, and processions of mourners; some shops have embraced a new beginning, while certain families bid farewell to the ancients.
This war forcibly reduced Earth's formerly stable population of over five billion (less than that of another timeline) to just above two billion... Even the Eastern Country, the most intact by far, has suffered tremendous losses over the past three years.
"...Sigh, it makes you lose the mood for strolling through the streets."
Gazing at the black-and-white photographs on the community bulletin board, the names heralded as glorious but steeped in sorrow left Lu Ping'an, who had ventured out for a brief reprieve, deeply troubled.
He felt a mix of helplessness and an overwhelming sense of futility.
