No one notified me in advance. Everyone in the end times is crazy.

Seeing that Luo Shiyu was in a low mood, Keke tried hard to think about how to make him happier.

Clapping his hands: "Yes!"

The brothers' attention was drawn to him at the same time.

"Ok?"

"What?"

(Guess which one was said by Luo Shiyu.)

"Good partner, it's great to have another day of festival. Do you have any plans?"

Luo Shiyi thought Coco was teasing him and tilted his head in question, "Huh? What festival?"

"It's great. Another day has passed. Don't you know?"

Luo Shiyu shook his head frantically, then asked Wang Rui: "Brother, what did he say?"

Wang Rui: "He's talking about the An An Festival."

Coco: "Yes, yes, that's it! That's it!"

Luo Shiyu: “I haven’t heard of it…”

Wang Rui: "At the beginning of the apocalypse, people didn't know how to fight ghosts and monsters. At that time, there was no such thing as ghost tokens or soul power. No one knew which would come first, tomorrow or death..."

Luo Shiyu: "Yeah, then what?"

Wang Rui continued, "One day, an old man dressed in Taoist attire told everyone that if a person's resentment persists after death, they will be trapped in an object of obsession, which we call a keepsake."

Coco interrupted him: "No! No!"

"What's wrong?"

"It was a young man with blond hair and an angelic appearance who came to the temple. He taught everyone how to make a contract with ghosts. He called the ghosts after the contract a ghost spirit. He also told everyone how to improve their strength."

"How is that possible? He's clearly an old Taoist priest."

"She's clearly a blonde angel. Young people who don't know history shouldn't talk nonsense!"

"How can there be such a thing as an angel?"

"If there are ghosts, why can't there be angels?"

Luo Shiyu looked at the two people who were arguing, and they both believed in the history they were familiar with.

What should I do? Why are we arguing?

Wang Rui: "If you don't believe me, you can see the stone statue of the Taoist priest in the center of the square of any city in the east."

Coco: "Why didn't you mention there's a stone statue of an angel in the West Square?"

Luo Shiyu interrupted and casually said, "Could it be that you are talking about the same person?"

Wang Rui: "Probably not."

Coco: “How is that possible!”

Luo Shiyu: "How about we continue talking about the An An Festival?"

Wang Ruigang said, "Old man..."

Coco interrupted him: "It's God... Ugh!"

Luo Shiyu quickly covered Keke's mouth, laughed dryly, and said, "Brother, go ahead."

The air was silent for a few seconds. Wang Rui suppressed a laugh and coughed twice before continuing, "He organized the people to build the city. When it was completed, everyone laughed heartily and said, 'It's great to be alive again.' So this phrase became the nickname of this festival."

"To put it bluntly, it's the anniversary of the city's completion, right?"

"I guess so. On that day, everyone reports their safety to each other and checks whether their relatives and friends have entered the city. That's how the name Bao'an Festival came about.

However, this festival has gradually been forgotten by ordinary people in the city. How can those who are protected and live a stable life consider whether the people around them will die!

But on the contrary, people like us who are ready to die at the hands of ghosts at any time will celebrate this festival."

Luo Shiyu nodded with some emotion.

Coco broke free from his hand and said, "Because we don't know when we will die, on the day of the Anniversary of Birth, we give each other homemade cookies as gifts, hoping that the other person will survive in the new year. We also hope that the other person will remember us."

[A new year...surviving...]

Luo Shiyu suddenly thought of something and rushed out of the office.

He didn't take the elevator, but watched everyone's daily life floor by floor.

Passing by the command center, there were screens all over the wall, showing many teams fighting against ghosts.

The words I hear most often are: "Survive! Hang in there!"

In the corridor, everyone is busy...

What are these people fighting for? Is it just to survive?

Luo Shiyu, a god, could not understand.

Passing by the library, a man was talking to his family on the phone: "Yeah! Dad will definitely be home for the New Year this year. I didn't expect you to be this big already and already in kindergarten. The last time I saw you, you didn't even have any teeth!"

[To protect the family in the castle? ]

His steps became heavier as he walked, and he arrived at the first floor lobby, a place he had never been to before.

The several-meter-high wall is densely covered with badges.

"This must be... hundreds of millions of lives, right?"

[There are only so many badges you can bring back, but what about the ones you can't? ]

He suddenly felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Why so many? These are things I've never cared about. I'm always thinking about myself and wanting to go home, so I always disturb Hegui's work. It's normal for him to hate me."

Selfish, arrogant, and conceited—that's how Luo Shiyu described himself at this point. (A common flaw among gods.)

Slowly walking up the spiral staircase against the wall, his fingertips running across the badges.

[It turns out I am the flower in the greenhouse...]

Luo Shiyu wanted to do something for everyone without causing trouble, and suddenly thought of what Keke said.

[Cookies? Hmm... shouldn't be difficult.]

I ordered materials and molds online.

After returning to the ghostland, I looked at the tutorials on the Internet and tried to make it.

Without Yan Xi's help, I failed five or six times and still couldn't succeed. Fortunately, Wang Rui helped a little at the right time.

He held up the cookies he had made with a sense of accomplishment and gave one to Wang Rui.

"Brother, try it." He looked expectantly at the compliment. "Is it delicious?"

Wang Rui nodded, then asked, "Who are you going to give the cookies to?"

"To everyone."

"Everyone?"

"Yeah! Everyone busy at the base!" (didn't say which base)

"This? That's too much, right?"

"At worst, we can just try one piece each! Hehe!"

"You, don't tire yourself out."

"Know it!"

Luo Shiyu stayed in the ghostland that day making cookies, and fell asleep as soon as he returned to the dormitory at night.

The next day, while Wang Rui was receiving treatment, he ran out to collect a list of personnel.

Including the mission coordinates of the outbound team.

Why is it so troublesome? Because he doesn't have the permission to transfer the data.

After returning to the ghost realm, Luo Shiyu was so tired that he collapsed on the sofa.

【I don’t want to move at all.】

Wang Rui listened to his somewhat rapid breathing and asked, "What did you do?"

Luo Shiyu opened his mouth and said: "Me! Fitness!"

Wang Rui shook his head, obviously not believing it, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After resting enough, continue making cookies.

[No, there are too many to finish.]

Xiaobai: "Master, let me help you!"

Xiao Hei: "I'm coming too!"

[Really? Woohoo! I'm so lucky to have you guys.]

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai came out of the token, and with their help, their efficiency was greatly improved.

On the third day, the finished cookies will be packed and sent by courier to those who are out on missions.

The fourth day is the festival day.

Wang Rui was still left to Coco's care.

Luo Shiyu carried a basket in his hand and distributed cookies to each department.

It will be placed at his workstation even if he is not there.

Finally, I entered Hegui's office, but it was empty.

Luo Shiyu placed the cookies carefully packed in a box on his desk.

As he turned to leave, a dark shadow flashed by and the box on the table disappeared.

Luo Shiyu didn't pay attention.