December 31, year two of the wasteland end calendar.

There are only the last eighteen days left before the first god gambling battle officially begins.

On the eve of the end of the second year of the wasteland and the beginning of the new year, every corner of human society is filled with a special and complex emotion.

Perhaps everyone knows that this is not just a change of years, but also a moment when they climb step by step from the abyss of despair and the flowers of hope watered with blood, sweat and tears are about to bloom.

Therefore, even if the whole world seems to be holding its breath, waiting for the critical moment to decide the final fate.

As the end of the second year of human beings on earth in the wasteland, it also serves as the continuation of the past and the beginning of the new year.

When this day arrived, almost all territories, regardless of size, tried their best to hold meaningful New Year's parties in their own way.

This is not only a celebration of the arrival of the new year, but also a collective tribute to those who have rebuilt their homes in the ruins and found light in despair in the past year.

Tesla territory.

A grand bonfire party was held in the farmland after the wheat harvest.

People sit around a blazing bonfire, and the firelight reflects the complex expressions on their faces, which include both painful memories of the past and infinite longing for the future.

The survivors who were lucky enough to survive took turns telling about those thrilling days, how they found food in the ruins, and how they rescued each other in desperate situations.

A few brave ones will also share their experiences of head-on battles with alien races, scaring the surrounding audience into screaming from time to time.

Children nestled in the arms of their mothers or elders. Although they did not fully understand everything the adults said, they could still feel the coexistence of heaviness and hope from the adults' expressions and tones.

Not long after, the aroma of roasted potatoes filled the night sky. The alluring aroma mixed with the salty aroma of salt made people drool.

The survivors tacitly stopped talking, each picked up the potatoes with pious expressions, and ate them silently.

A very reassuring feeling pervaded the place.

The warehouse full of grain from the autumn harvest is a beam of light that penetrates the haze, illuminating the way forward for the survivors.

Perhaps there are still many bumps and valleys ahead.

But at least.

at the moment.

They finally have the qualifications to fight against difficulties.

"How great. It only took us two years to get where we are today. Even if we had to do it over ten thousand times, I don't think we could do better than what we do now."

Standing in the shadows next to the farmland, Musk quietly looked at the harmonious scene in front of him, with an unspeakable emotion in his tone.

"That's right. If you think about it carefully, any success cannot be replicated. If it were to happen again, I don't know if I would have died in his hands with a shaking hand when I first traveled to the wasteland and fought with the alien race."

Security Director Thomas, who was following Musk, heard what he said and replied with the same emotion.

Whenever you think about the ordeals you suffered in the past, you can't help but feel chills running down your spine.

To be honest, there is no chance of anyone who has the confidence to go through it again.

"By the way, Mr. Musk, there is only the last half hour before the party ends. Should you consider going back to rest, otherwise there will be a lot of people."

Thomas shrugged, "Unless you want to waste three hours here."

"Oh, damn, let's go back quickly."

Musk looked bitter and quickly put away all his emotions.

If it weren't for the recent smooth operation of the factory and the research and development work of the research institute, he would have had to live in the factory 24 hours a day to supervise operations.

"Well, today is so lively. Why didn't Dean Ji come? Has he been in the research institute all day?"

Before leaving, Musk tilted his head and suddenly thought of what was missing in the current scene.

During the autumn harvest, the director of the research institute had to go to see the excitement countless times a day.

As a result, we arrived at the New Year’s party and couldn’t see anyone the whole day?

"I don't know. Dean Ji seems to be very busy recently. He hasn't been out of the institute." Thomas frowned and then remembered that he hadn't seen Mr. Ji for three days.

As a security director, this is obviously a serious dereliction of duty and has relaxed the protection of important people.

"I'll go ask the security guard at the research institute and have a look."

"Forget it, let's go directly. I happen to sleep in the research institute tonight."

Musk waved his hands repeatedly and got on the battery car first.

For this Mr. Ji, his inner emotions are very complicated.

On the one hand, the speed at which the other party advances scientific research is so frightening that ordinary people cannot understand it, which makes him often glad that he did not misjudge the person at that time.

On the other hand, he knew that the identity of Mr. Ji was not simple. He was definitely not an unknown ordinary person. He must have some other ambitions when entering Tesla territory.

Musk has always suppressed his thirst for knowledge and tried not to think about this aspect.

But as the time for the first gambling fight got closer and closer, he always felt that the other party seemed to be more anxious than him.

It was as if he was going to participate in this gambling battle.

Musk is convinced that he is not alone in feeling this way. Many researchers at the institute also feel the same way.

Although some of these large and small research projects have only just begun, the direction they are involved in can affect the development in several years.

He is so far-sighted and has no clear plans for the future. You wouldn't believe it.

"arrive!"

Musk was deep in thought when the battery car stopped in front of the research institute that had been expanded three times.

It's already eleven o'clock at night.

The lights inside the institute were still bright, like daylight, completely tearing apart the curtain of night.

Each huge floor-to-ceiling window shines with warm and firm light, reflecting the busy figures inside.

In this dim light, Musk's gaze did not stop.

From the moment he got off the car, he stared at the only dark room on the third floor and fell into a deathly silence.

"Mr. Musk"

Thomas also saw the only room with the lights off, and swallowed nervously.

As the most important person in the institute, the light went out, and he didn't receive any notification?

How is this possible?

Are all the dozens of guards assigned to the institute asleep?

This kind of thing didn't arouse their vigilance?

Countless questions instantly appeared in Thomas's mind, but before he could say anything else, Musk seemed to be deflated, and his straight back suddenly bent a lot.

"No need to look for him, he's gone."

"Leaving?"

Thomas was stunned when he saw the guard captain on duty in the institute walking over with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Lord, supervisor, are you looking for Dean Ji?"

"When he left in the afternoon, he came to me specifically and didn't want me to disturb you from attending the New Year's party. He said yes. When you come back, just go to his room and find out."

"What?" Thomas said urgently, "Where are the people? Where did they go?"

"I don't know. We arranged for people to protect Dean Ji when he went out, but the people who followed him were thrown away before they could walk a short distance."

The captain of the guard was a little incoherent, "It may have been like this in the past. We are all used to being thrown away by Dean Ji in a few moments, so we didn't pay much attention to this matter."

"FU*K!"

Thomas held his forehead and couldn't help blurting out a Chinese quintessence.

In other words, the person they want to protect has been easily out of sight for half a day. If Musk hadn't come to the institute tonight, it might have been a day or two or more before we would know the news?

And why are the Guards so indifferent to being easily evaded from tracking?

Afraid that Musk would blame himself and attribute Dean Ji's disappearance to the territorial guards, Thomas' nervous legs were shaking a little.

But fortunately, Musk didn't move much from beginning to end, still staring at the darkened window. It wasn't until a few minutes passed that he suddenly came back to his senses and sniffed expressionlessly.

"Let's go and see what Dean Ji has left for us."

"yes!"

Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the way ahead.

In the middle of the process, he secretly opened the game interface and used a private message to instruct several security guards on the third floor to quickly check the room situation to prevent any unexpected security situation.

"When Mr. Ji left, did you say anything else?"

"No, just say you went to the room and you'll know."

"Oh." Musk sniffed again. This was his subconscious reaction when facing unexpected situations to relieve his anxiety.

When we got to the third floor, the door had been opened by the guard, the lights were on, and we briefly checked inside.

"Nothing unusual, but there is a safe on the table."
To be continued...