Table after table was set up in the center of the village, many villagers had arrived early, everyone cheerfully imagining a bright future, with smiles beaming on every face.
Indeed, the people of Tomb Village love to smile.
"The village chief is here!"
"Quick, quick! Applaud!"
"Wait, wait, he hasn't spoken yet!"
"Wonderful!"
"Are you foolish?! You should wait for the village chief to speak before shouting!"
The old, white-haired village chief was respected by all the villagers, he had devoted his entire life to this village.
Walking up to the makeshift simple stage, the village chief looked at those familiar faces below; he was reluctant to meet their eyes, his gaze gradually drifting into the distance.
Tomb Village was built inside a massive sinkhole; it served as the garbage disposal center for those outside cities. The people living on the ground constantly threw all kinds of garbage and waste into the deep pit.
