Association Headquarters, Tiandu.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the white building towers high, piercing the blue sky, and the sounds of birds come from the sea breeze.
Amidst the solemnity, a hint of leisure and tranquility is subtly revealed.
Everything is always unhurried and orderly.
Not only the craftsmen coming and going, but the long-term local residents also take pride in this, walking steadily, with a stately demeanor, showing no signs of impatience.
But today, at the Association Headquarters, everyone is in a hurry, walking quickly, no longer calm and leisurely as before, unable to hide their anxiety and tension.
It all started with the panic caused by the out-of-control and overconsumption of the Tower of Transformation, but later, as new information arrived, people's hearts became even more unsettled.
Despite it being working hours, many craftsmen and staff abandoned their tasks as if against usual practice, gathering in the hall to discuss fervently.
