The first thing everyone did when they woke up the next day was look out at the sky.
The rain had stopped, and the sky had reverted to its artificial blue hue, complete with white clouds.
The puddles on the streets had all been cleared away, and the research institutes were collecting rainwater samples for study.
It was as if, overnight, the Federation had returned to its usual tranquility.
But everyone knew things were different now.
Just yesterday, nearly a hundred thousand people had died in despair alongside the Alien Beasts.
Today, all software across the Federation was displayed in black and white. All entertainnt venues had been ordered to close for three days, and all recreational gatherings were forbidden.
The morning news was continuously broadcasting the nas of the missing, as well as a list of the original inhabitants of the Frontline Star who hadn’t been successfully evacuated.
After all, even with every available ship mobilized, there were still places they couldn’t reach in ti.
In those places, only factions with private ships managed to escape. Those without had to remain on the planet forever.
There were also unregistered settlents that likely never even received a warning before the destruction.
So today, everyone was mourning for them.
For the warriors who never made it ho, and for the innocent who died so senselessly.
Especially with the recent hit TV series, *Strange Tales*, on everyone’s minds, people were pondering questions of souls and the underworld.
[You think the people who made this decision will go to the eighteenth level of hell when they die?]
[I don’t think so. Isn’t there that saying about rits canceling out faults? They’ll probably descend a few levels at most, right? After all, they’re responsible for so much death.]
[If hell exists, then spirits must exist too, right?]
[Hehe, soone finally gets it! The Fox Demon is gorgeous!]
...
The thread slowly went off-topic.
People started praising the beauty of the female actresses in the *Strange Tales* episodes.
The Interstellar People had never seen such unique makeup and costus before.
For example, the Parrot Demon, dressed in a yellow-green, vintage-style long gown with a matching fluffy, yellow-green headpiece.Or the fox spirit in a fluffy white gown, her headdress a long, white, plush ribbon.
And many, many more...
It seed yesterday’s sorrow had been left behind, as more and more people began to look to the future.
The only remaining worries now were the escaped Alien Beasts on the loose and the people who were still missing.
According to the news, several cities had recently suffered Alien Beast attacks.
Citizens were advised to be cautious when going outside.
The swarms of Alien Beasts that had broken through the front line could be hiding in secluded spots on any of the major planets.
Everyone needed to be on guard against surprise attacks.
Jiang Qin stared at her breakfast, still finding it hard to swallow a bite. She simply set down her utensils and decided to go out for a walk.
In the downtown shopping plaza, plenty of people were still casually strolling about.
Even in the early morning, the foot traffic hadn’t decreased by much.
Leading the way were groups of beautiful females, each surrounded by an entourage of handso n.
"Beautiful lady, we just got so exquisite new gowns in stock. Would you like to co in and take a look?"
"The newest costics on the market! A High-level product from the XX Biological Research Institute. Would you care to try so, miss?"
"The sa diamond high heels worn by the Empire Princess! Miss out now and you’ll have to wait until next year!"
Compared to the oppressive atmosphere outside, the bustling shopping center seed like a world untouched by the recent events.
"Qinqin, would you like to buy a few dresses?" Lan Yuyan asked thoughtfully.
"How could a few be enough? I’ll just buy out the whole collection!"
The fabulously wealthy Long Hao just wanted to see Jiang Qin cheer up.
Money was never sothing he needed to worry about.
Jiang Qin had a dazed look on her face...
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