Chapter 350: "Christmas Eve
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Large snowflakes were falling from the somewhat dim sky.
From the early morning of the sixth day since the instance started, it had begun to snow in Pulaya.
At first, the snow wasn't heavy, and the players thought they were seeing things wrong, but as the sky remained dark, they slowly realized the seriousness of the situation.
The bright, warm sunshine of Pulaya had disappeared.
On the streets, residents began to move away in batches, as if making way for the Maritime Banquet. They carried their luggage and left their homes, either to live on large oil tanker passenger ships or temporarily reside in coastal homes.
Pulaya gradually became emptier, with the street-side pubs shutting down one after another, while some special areas, such as the church, Soul Hunt headquarters, the slave market, and the auction venue, remained uninhabited.
In the channel chat, the conversations among players became even more dense.