The Eternal Night and snowstorm, continue spreading eastward, as one village and town after another become sealed in the Frozen Soil.
The common people, leading cattle and sheep, taking their families, leave their homes and head east.
The price of grain has risen again and is in short supply, the consequences are simple: more dead, white bones along the roads, more beggars on the streets, and every household either sells their wives or children.
In the Central Capital, however, there is singing and dancing, and several new restaurants have opened in the bustling city, with fireworks set off at the entrance, and people cheering enthusiastically.
In the East Sea, everyone is even more overjoyed, thinking to themselves, "This truly is an unprecedented boom of cultivation."
This is exactly "the people boiling like soup inside, while the noble sons and princes wave their fans."
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In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.
