There were no calendars in the mountains, and it was impossible to know the time during the cold season.
In the wasteland, there were no smartphones, internet, and other things to pass the time. Neither did they have any entertainment to relieve their loneliness.
Every minute and second felt painfully long.
In reality, it was quite the opposite.
Every day went by quickly.
Almost to the point where most people did not even realize what they had done until the date on the calendar had already changed.
It was already a new day, filled with new joys and busyness.
Time flew by quickly, and it was already the last day before the disaster of the long winter.
After the power turned on last night, most people were excited for most of the night but soon returned to their usual calm and busy schedules.
At this stage, there was no corresponding power equipment, and the changes to the villagers' lives were insignificant.