Chapter 605: Happy New Year, It’s Time to Set Off
Just as the entire base was having their New Year's Eve dinner.
Crackling sounds came from outside the camp.
It sounded somewhat like firecrackers, but there was something strange about it!
Someone exclaimed in surprise: "Did the Silent Council manage to get firecrackers? How the hell did they even get their hands on those?"
Then, everyone saw a flock of birds with multicolored tail feathers flying across the sky.
These birds mimicked the sound of firecrackers, letting out strange "crackling" cries.
Then, Hou Junji's head popped out from among the flock of birds passing overhead: "Sorry, folks! Firecrackers are really hard to come by, so make do with this!"
Everyone: "..."
Twenty dumplings. They had thought some people definitely couldn't finish theirs, while others would definitely not have enough.
But when it was all distributed into everyone's bowls.
Even Little Fish didn't leave a single one behind.
Little Fish lay sprawled in her chair, patting her little belly, her face full of bliss.
Just then.
"My dumplings... damn it... you... you're all too damn cruel..."
Dantai Bie finally got to eat some dumplings after all.
Chen Hao, that saint, thought Dantai Bie looked too pitiful, so she returned the dumplings she had stolen.
Then she split half of her own dumplings and gave them to him.
Dantai Bie cried as he ate, already considering Chen Hao a brother through life and death in his heart.
As for Chen Ye, Chu Che, and those bastards?
They were enemies! Enemies!
After the meal, the base held a simple Spring Festival Gala.
People rushed early to grab seats.
Of course, the most dazzling performance was still Lin Qingge's.
Perhaps to conserve her Supernatural Power for tomorrow's battle, Lin Qingge didn't use her domain ability.
But her performance still left everyone spellbound.
If it weren't for the apocalypse, this woman would definitely have become a world-class superstar.
There were also two decent performances by the survivors.
Those two performers must have worked in the arts before the apocalypse; otherwise, they wouldn't have had that level of skill.
And just like that, this Spring Festival in 2032 passed simply and quietly.
But in many people's hearts, this Spring Festival was enough to remember for a lifetime.
There was naturally no fireworks show in the evening.
But some Superhumans came up with creative ideas.
These Superhumans had abilities that could simulate effects similar to firelight or lamplight.
A glowing dragon roared past everyone's eyes, charging straight into the sky, then diving back down.
It howled past everyone.
When it came close, they realized this fire dragon was just an illusion with no real attack power.
Clearly, this was a Superhuman who could manipulate elements.
Someone else projected the shadows of large fish onto the sea surface, allowing everyone to see sharks, sea turtles, clownfish, and sharks swimming leisurely before their eyes.
No one knew if this was a Superhuman's ability or a Wonder's power.
Whoever pulled off such a feat was definitely not simple!
People reached out to touch, but in the end, their hands grabbed nothing.
The few kids at the base shouted and screamed in excitement!
Little Fish happily chased after those fish too.
She was clearly a teenager already, yet she acted like a seven or eight-year-old.
Firework effects rose over the sea.
But there was no sound.
It looked similar to illusory light effects.
Superhumans each had their own wonders, and no one knew how these effects were created.
The colorful lights in the distance reflected on the faces of those nearby.
Everyone's face was brimming with smiles.
"Make a wish! Make a wish! My mom said wishes made on New Year's Eve are the most accurate!"
Little Fish bounced back to everyone's side, then clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, looking extremely devout.
"Amitabha, Hallelujah, Little Fish begs all the gods and Buddhas to protect Le Le, to keep everyone safe!"
Of course, this was just Little Fish's inner muttering, something no one could hear.
Mom said wishes can't be spoken aloud; they have to be kept to yourself, or they won't come true.
The Pink-haired Girl didn't hesitate. She also clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.
Some survivors looked disdainful, while others were very devout.
Even if they didn't know if this saying was true, making a wish was always good. What if it came true?
"Hey, Xixi, what did you wish for?"
Chen Ye bumped Sun Xixi's arm. Sun Xixi shot him a glare and said nothing.
Her expression seemed to say: If you know wishes shouldn't be spoken, why the hell are you asking?
Xu Lina stayed silent, looking up.
She didn't say what she wished for, but everyone already knew.
Ever since she learned she would definitely die at thirty, Xu Lina had become much, much more low-key.
This impossibly beautiful woman was now like a black rose on the verge of withering.
Ding Dong's pupils reflected the colorful lights as she prayed silently in her heart: "I hope the apocalypse ends soon, so everyone can have enough to eat."
Zhou Xiaoxiao beside her was quite devout, hands clasped over her heart, eyes shut tightly, her bangs sliding onto her forehead.
Every time a light flashed, the shadows of the past could be seen, but those shadows were extremely, extremely faint.
There was no need to ask what Zhou Xiaoxiao wished for.
It was probably something like getting a Sequence Serum and becoming a Superhuman.
The whole camp knew Zhou Xiaoxiao's wish.
If the more people who knew a wish, the less accurate it was supposed to be.
Then Zhou Xiaoxiao's wish should be the least accurate of all.
Another person who took wishing very seriously was the convoy's supervisor, Xue Nan.
"Supervisor Xue, what did you wish for?"
Aunt Gu asked with a smile.
"There's nothing I can't say. I hope I find my little sister soon!"
Aunt Gu's face stiffened slightly. She felt her question was really inappropriate.
Ever since arriving at the base, Xue Nan had not only arranged the convoy but also taken his sister Xue Qing's photo and visited every single convoy.
The result was nothing at all.
There was no look of disappointment on Xue Nan's face. Maybe he was already used to it.
"Iron Lion, what did you wish for?"
Chen Ye poked Iron Lion's thick arm.
Iron Lion grinned foolishly: "Can't say! Little Fish said you can't say!"
Little Fish nodded wildly: "Mm-hmm! You can't say!"
"Dantai Bie, what about you?"
Dantai Bie turned his face away, stepped slightly to the side, looking like he still hadn't cooled off.
"So petty! Such a big man, acting like a whiny little girl!"
Dantai Bie glared back furiously.
"Yezi ge, I wished for..."
Seeing Chen Ye asking everyone, Gong Yong thought Chen Ye was interested in other people's wishes and planned to offer up his own. Maybe he could get on Chen Ye's good side.
Chen Ye waved his hand directly: "Stop right there. A science nerd's wish? I'm not interested!"
Gong Yong: Damn it...
Of course, he didn't actually say those two words out loud.
"Chen Hao, what did you wish for?"
Chu Che noticed Chen Hao looked very devout too and asked curiously.
Chen Hao: "I... I..."
Everyone was also curious. What exactly did that saint Chen Hao wish for?
For a moment, they all pricked up their ears to listen.
"I... I..."
"I... I'm not telling you!"
Everyone: "Pfft!~~~~"
Just as the light in the distance was at its brightest.
Midnight arrived.
"Happy New Year, Mr. Chen!"
Xu Lina turned to look at Chen Ye, her eyes sparkling.
Chen Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Happy New Year, Miss Xu!"
"Mr. Chen, this is my New Year's gift for you. Please don't refuse it!"
Xu Lina handed over a red envelope.
Chen Ye hadn't expected Xu Lina to pull such a move.
He felt all over himself, only to find that aside from the two blades at his waist, he had nothing he could give in return.
It wasn't like he could hand over the clothes he was wearing, and the blades were definitely out of the question.
"I didn't prepare anything today. Let's just say I owe you one!"
"It's fine!"
Xu Lina waved her hand, turned around, and gazed at the interplay of light and shadow over the sea.