Victory

The streets of Sea City were filled with people, but these people were no longer as lively as before. All of them were gloomy and there seemed to be a dense aura of death lingering around their bodies.

They wandered the streets aimlessly. There seemed to be some very strong desire in their hearts. They wanted to know if there was a way to be easily satisfied. This made them very anxious.

They kept searching. They wanted to find the magical thing they yearned for. It had to be somewhere.

There was a faint dust in the air. This dust was as light as nothing. As long as a gust of wind blew over, it would immediately fly into the sky and drift away. They were like a group of rootless duckweed, but their reproductive ability was extremely tenacious. As long as they landed, they could immediately survive. Moreover, the pink dust grew very quickly. It only needed two hours to grow several rounds.