But the Ten Thousand Orders Land Conch intervened, not only disrupting all plans but also making the assessment period ambiguous, with no clear end in sight.
"After seventy-two hours, won't the conch's spiritual contamination erupt..."
Cheng Ye's heart suddenly tightened.
He could no longer lie still, immediately turned over to climb up, grabbed the ladder, and quickly descended the watchtower.
But after only a few steps, Cheng Ye's footsteps gradually stopped, and his tense face unconsciously softened.
There was no anticipated chaos, no panic, nor any sign of a spiritual contamination outbreak.
Outside the residential unit in the parking lot, although only sporadic patrol figures flickered, you could see nearly a thousand residents gathered in the center of the town from the alley beside the supermarket to the main road.
In the central open space, vines were set on fire.
