Finally,
the sky gradually brightened, and a long-awaited ray of sunshine pierced through the thick clouds, like a dazzling sword breaking through the firmament.
Qin Feng stood outside the entrance of the emergency hall, feeling the rare, faint warmth, a carefree smile spreading across his face.
The sky has cleared~~~
This also meant that the disaster would not continue to worsen, and with the support of countless manpower and resources, it would slowly get better.
As for the losses, they would need to be calculated and rebuilt after everything had ended.
The homes of the villagers and townsfolk were destroyed, but life must go on.
The unfortunate deaths of some were regrettable, but those who lived must face the future with resilience.
"The power of one person is indeed very small~"
Qin Feng wore a helpless expression and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
