Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
“Everyone, please be quiet. Miss Hillman has something to say.”At the end of the banquet, a middle-aged man dressed as a tuxedo butler appeared and attracted everyone’s attention.
Everyone who had gathered in small groups to chat immediately stopped and knew that the main event had begun.
Under everyone’s gaze, the Rose Lord, who looked to be in her early thirties, smiled faintly, she said, “Regarding the construction of the new city, the lords who are interested can come over in three days to discuss it in detail. Today, we have another matter to discuss. Speaking of which, we were also entrusted by Mr. Horani to pass on the message.”
Hearing this, although everyone had long received the news, they could not help but exclaim in surprise.