New Year's Day.
The vigil had ended, and the fireworks that once lit up the entire sky were now gone.
The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur.
This scent was not disgusting at all; on the contrary, it gave people a surprisingly reassuring feeling.
Inside the room, only the sound of the heater occasionally blowing in warm air could be heard.
Mo Jingchun had to expend quite a few brain cells to lull the little fellow full of endless questions to sleep.
Just as Mo Jingchun was about to put down his phone to sleep, needing to wake up early to greet guests the next day, the phone screen flashed a red light, showing a large exclamation mark inside a triangle.
If Zero hadn't detected that Candy was asleep, there might have been a piercing alarm accompanying it.
Mo Jingchun, who had never encountered such a situation before, was momentarily stunned, like any ordinary person would be.
This kind of severe alert was unprecedented.
