On this wasteland that did not belong to them, the gathering of humankind across the wasteland was a rare and short-lived event.
All these lucky survivors, after two or three days of respite, would scatter like the stars in the sky and spread out across the limitless wasteland ocean.
However, it was destined that this separation would not be a sad one, but one filled with happiness and gratitude!
Month 3, Day 11 at 6.15 pm.
As more and more of the survivors began to wake up on their rafts, they received their first 'bonuses' from the Tundra fleet.
"Hehe, I got a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste. This isn't too bad!"
"That's so nice. All I got was a pillow."
"Isn't a pillow good enough? All I received was a bar of soap? Do you want to exchange them?!"
"Soap? Would you consider using it together (snickers)?"
"Get away from me~~~~"