North of River Valley Province, Origin City of Grand Canyon.
Inside that spacious conference room, an elderly man with graying temples and a dignified face sat alone in front of an empty long meeting table.
He was the chief of the Grand Canyon and the final member of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee.
No one knew exactly how old he was, not even himself. Memories of the old era had long been left behind in the distant past.
Gazing intently towards the south, a look of surprise gradually appeared on the old man's face.
After a moment, he lowered his eyes, murmuring in disbelief, "…Did it really succeed?"
…
It wasn't just the chief of the Grand Canyon who was shocked.
Yang Kai, a researcher dispatched from the Academy to the Alliance, also had a stunned expression on his face.
The spore cloud hanging over Qingquan City was slowly collapsing!
They had observed this lair for two centuries, and this was a miracle that had never occurred before!
But that was not all.
