The New Year's Day celebration was quite lively.
The Garden of Eden No. 2 was nearing completion. The crops produced by the two digitally controlled planting towers in the Garden of Eden, combined with nutrient supply, were enough to meet the food needs of hundreds of thousands of people. Living supplies were increasingly abundant, and the happiness index of the survivors was rising. These were all directly reflected in the scale of the celebration.
On the stage, a female singer who had just woken up from the hibernation chamber sang a hymn of love and hope with a crisp voice and kicked off the New Year's Day party.
If it were three years ago, a stunner like her would definitely be a best-selling commodity in the slave market and a plaything for the leaders of warlords and mercenaries. However, now, NAC had abolished the inefficient slavery system and established a set of strictly enforced "Blue Skin Protection Law" in the area.
Although many people in the wasteland looked down on these old antiques who didn't understand the situation, these people from civilized society were a valuable asset to Jiang Chen. If the fire of civilization could not be revived, even if the Holy Shield system was repaired and the high-rise buildings in Wanghai were rebuilt, it would only be a flourishing facade.
In a round of applause, the stage came to an end.
Behind the stage, Lin Xiran, in a long dress, walked to the backstage. When she saw Jiang Chen dressed in a suit, a smile appeared on her face and she walked to him.
"Very beautiful song, Miss Lin." Jiang Chen noticed Lin Xiran walking over, put his speech aside and said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. General, for the compliment." The singer called Miss Lin smiled and shook Jiang Chen's hand. Her fingers inadvertently swept across his wrist. "After the celebration, can I buy you a drink?"
Looking at the sparkle in her eyes, Jiang Chen was keenly aware of the hint between the bright red lips.
He shook his head slightly and politely declined the invitation of the beauty.
"Let's talk about it later."
He was too tired now and didn't have that kind of thought at all.
What's more …
Now, his desire in that area didn't seem to be as explicit as before.
Lin Xiran's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but of course, with her identity, she couldn't say anything. She still maintained a bright smile on her face. After chatting with Jiang Chen for a while, she walked out of the preparation room.
Not long after, Wang Qin and Sun Xiaorou opened the door and walked in. They examined Jiang Chen who was ready and nodded at the same time.
Wang Qing said concisely, "It's perfect."
Sun Xiaorou pursed her lips and smiled. "You've become more handsome."
"…" Jiang Chen, who didn't know how to respond, scratched his face, cleared his throat, and stuffed the speech on the table into his sleeve. "So, it's my turn?"
"Yes! Good luck. " Sun Xiaorou jumped in front of Jiang Chen and patted him on the back. "Don't mess it up at the beginning."
"Am I that unreliable?" Jiang Chen glared at her and ignored her innocent look. He took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling blood in his chest, and walked out of the preparation room.
…
Beer, barbecue, and a good show. During the New Year's Day celebration, the non-military facilities of the Fishbone base would be open to the public. Not only were soldiers returning from the frontline active in the square, but there were also vendors from the Sixth Street, survivors, and lone travelers with NAC citizenship.
Everyone could enjoy the celebration equally without having to pay for food. In addition to celebrating, they just needed to be careful not to be kicked out because of waste.
After three singing and dancing performances, the highlight of the day was ushered in.
The soft lights gradually brightened, the joyous atmosphere in the square didn't diminish, but the noise gradually stopped. Even the people who didn't care about the performance focused their attention on the stage, the big screen, and the leader who led the NAC to prosperity – Jiang Chen.
"I'm very happy to stand here to celebrate New Year's Day with everyone."
"I'm Jiang Chen."
"On this devastated land, we've spent another new year."
His voice was full of tension as it spread through the speakers to every corner of the base. People stared at him passionately. They stared at the undefeated general and paid him the highest respect. If God really existed in the world, it would be nothing more than this.
For the survivors of the wasteland, whoever could provide food would be the well-deserved ruler. Whoever could expel mutants and zombies would be the well-deserved warrior. And who could bring order to the wasteland and balance the first two? Even if he wasn't a God, what was the difference between him and a God?
In the crowd, Hu Cheng, who had become a knight, looked up at Jiang Chen on the stage. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as an indescribable pride filled his chest. At this moment, the person holding his arm and sharing the celebration with him was the goddess in his heart!
He vaguely remembered that when he held the ring in his hand and confessed to her this morning, she was shy and charming.
Hu Cheng took a sip of the cold beer, a silly smile appeared on his face, and he burped.
"Yesterday, it was in that position that the Marshal personally helped me wear this medal."
His girlfriend pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at him. She reached out and gently pinched his waist.
"Why do I feel that you're more excited than when I agreed to be your girlfriend?"
"Hehe."
Hu Cheng touched the back of his head and smirked. He quickly hugged his future wife and coaxed her to be happy.
The affirmation of the work of all citizens of NAC, the recognition of the hard work of the frontline soldiers, and the blessings to the soldiers of the Third Division who were far away in Wu City and were unable to participate in the celebration … Soon, the general's celebration speech on the stage came to an end.
At the end of the speech, the audience burst into thunderous applause. Maintaining the dignity of the general, Jiang Chen nodded slightly, turned around, and walked off the stage.
When he walked into the preparation room, Sun Jiao was standing there with a smile.
"How did you do?"
"Pretty good … or rather, I exceeded my level." Jiang Chen's mouth curved up, reached out to untie his tie, threw the thick suit aside, and took the winter clothes from the hanger. "It's finally over."
When she heard Jiang Chen's words, Sun Jiao's expression was slightly lonely.
"Ready to go back?"
The hand that was pinching the button stopped. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen nodded.
"Mhmm, tomorrow is the combat meeting against the Northern Alliance Area. I have to go back there the day after tomorrow."
Originally, in mid-December, he was supposed to go back on the day when the space elevator was completed. However, no one expected the war in Wu City to be so intense. If it weren't for the breakthrough of magnetic confinement technology and the installation of the PR-1 plasma cannon, the war was likely to continue.
Sun Jiao didn't say anything and kissed him.
"I'll wait for you to come back."
Jiang Chen squeezed her hand and responded softly.
"Mhmm … thank you."
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