In Plande, the extinction of the sun naturally brought chaos to the entire city - but before the chaos developed to a dangerous level, the timely appearance of the City Guard and the Defenders had already brought the situation under control.

The melodious bells from the chapel echoed over the block, and the bells seemed to contain the power to calm people and regain their courage. Steam walkers clattered through the streets, and the broadcasting devices played the latest orders from the city hall. The gas lamps on both sides of the road had been urgently lit, and panicked passers-by were doing everything possible to return to their safe homes as soon as possible, or to the nearest "night shelter".

The fully armed guards moved quickly among the crowd, confirming the conditions of the various night shelters and checking whether any "filth" that should not appear in the real world had bred in the sudden darkness.

Heidi immediately lit up all the lights in the house - from gas lamps and oil lamps with divine power to bright enough electric lamps, using these lights to dispel the darkness brought by the sun going out, and also to dispel the tension in her heart.

The mother's voice came from the direction of the sofa: "Relax, Heidi, you will fall if you run around. The world has not ended yet."

Heidi turned her head and saw her mother sitting on the sofa as usual, picking up a few letters that she had put down temporarily because of the darkness. The expression on the old woman's face was still gentle and calm, as if no matter what happened in the world, it had no effect on her.

"The sun has gone out! This is terrible!" Heidi was surprised at her mother's calmness at this moment. She was not at ease at this moment. "Can you still read the letter?"

"If I put the letter down, will the sun come out again?" The mother finally turned her head with a helpless look on her face. "Now we can only choose to trust the City Hall and the Cathedral - there will be a powerful existence to protect this city."

Heidi pursed her lips and subconsciously clutched the pendant hanging on her chest: "Damn... If only Vanna was here, I could ask her what happened... My father isn't at home either..."

She didn't notice that her mother, who was sitting on the sofa, had a subtle expression on her face after hearing her muttering.

The next second, the old woman shook her head.

"If the sun really went out, it would be a sight that the whole world could see. Vanna and your father must have seen it too. They must have thought of ways to deal with it within their respective responsibilities. And you, it's time to calm down and think about your responsibilities."

Heidi finally calmed down a little. She frowned and turned her gaze to the table not far away.

An exquisite and sturdy suitcase was quietly placed on the corner of the table.

It was filled with various tools and medicines she used in her medical practice. Since even the nights in the city-state seemed unusually quiet in recent times, she had not used the most effective items in the suitcase for a long time.

"There will be a lot of people who need psychological counseling," my mother's calming voice came from behind me. "I don't think it will be long before the city hall sends someone to pick you up - the sun is only temporarily dimming, but our city has not sunk yet."

Heidi exhaled softly and slowly walked towards her medical box. "Well, you're right, the world isn't ending yet - so my overtime won't end either."

"Don't forget to bring your gun when you go out for a visit," the mother reminded gently. "Although Plande is much safer now than before, mentally ill people are always dangerous. If necessary, you have to use some drastic measures to deal with the 'disease'."

"Of course," Heidi agreed casually, and opened a secret compartment at the bottom of the suitcase. A beautifully crafted revolver and several spare cylinders lay quietly in front of her. She quickly checked the condition of the gun, and then said with a sigh, "After all... gunpowder is also medicine."

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"I have already dispatched the city guards. There is no need to worry about the order in Frost City in the short term," Tirian said to the mirror in a corner of the dome office with a serious face. "The tension brought to the city by the mirror crisis that occurred not long ago has not faded. The good news is that under the influence of this tension, various emergency plans will be implemented more quickly."

The green flame burned quietly on the surface of the mirror like a veil. Duncan's figure stood in the dark depths of the mirror. After Tirian finished speaking, he nodded.

"Very good. Are there any abnormalities in the city that point to the supernatural?"

"Nothing has been found yet," Tirian said immediately, "but I have already sent more personnel to focus on facilities such as mental hospitals. The cathedral is also arranging people to patrol various night shelters, cemeteries, and blocks with less lighting..."

"In theory, in the Frost Realm that has become a strange phenomenon, 'darkness' itself is no longer a dangerous factor. Only the mental breakdown and widespread panic that directly affect people's hearts need to be closely monitored," Duncan reminded. "Also, there is no need to send anyone to the cemetery area. I will keep an eye on that area myself."

"Yes," Tirian nodded quickly, then he hesitated for a moment and spoke carefully, "How is the situation on your side? Is there any problem on the Lost Homeland?"

"Don't worry about this. Nothing can threaten the Lost Homeland," Duncan said calmly. "Nina has already lit a temporary sun in the sky. We are still sailing south as planned. The surrounding seas... are calmer than expected."

Tirian breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that I was worrying too much."

"Can you get in touch with Breeze Harbor?" Duncan's voice came from the mirror again. "What's the situation with Lucretia?"

"I just contacted her. She just returned to the Brilliant Star and is safe now. She said that she also observed the sun going out in Breeze Harbor, but the chaos in that city-state is much better than that in Frostbite. Due to the influence of the mysterious 'falling object', most areas of Breeze Harbor are still covered by 'sunlight'. Although the strange phenomenon in the sky is disturbing, it is not as terrifying as it looks in Frostbite."

"That's good. Keep in touch at all times and pay close attention to the changes in the city-state."

"Yes," Tirian nodded, then he hesitated for a moment and slowly said, "In addition, there is another situation..."

"Speak," Duncan in the mirror frowned, "At this time, you should speak about any situation."

"...We have lost contact with other city-states, whether they are far away or the nearby Cold Harbor," Tirian said cautiously. "The telegraph is interrupted, the signal tower on the sea is not responding, and even the church's psychic communication is unavailable. Currently, only two city-states are still barely connected, one is Pland and the other is Breeze Harbor."

"Communication with other city-states has been interrupted?" Duncan's expression suddenly became serious. "How long has this situation lasted?"

"When the sun went out, we discovered that the communication with Cold Harbor was cut off, and later confirmed that the other city-states were the same," Tirian said immediately, "I have urgently recalled all ships in the waters near Frost and banned all ships from going out to sea."

Tirian said this, but there were some things he didn't say out loud. After the connection with other city-states was cut off, a strange worry came to his mind. He was worried that outside the city-states, in places where the sun could not shine, the vast sea had become something that people could not understand...

"Continue to try to contact other city-states," Duncan's voice came from the mirror, interrupting Tirian's thoughts, "Also, if Lucy has any new news, contact me as soon as possible."

"Yes, father."

The communication with the Lost Homeland ended, and silence returned to the huge dome office.

Tirian raised his hand and rubbed his sore brow.

Then he pressed the bell on his desk.

The office door was pushed open and Aiden walked in.

Tirian raised his head and said to his most loyal subordinate:

"Be alert to ships returning from darkness, and do not allow them to approach the city-state rashly before the sun comes out again - set up a 'buffer zone' in the offshore area, and let the returning ships temporarily stop there, waiting for inspection and release."

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The mirror in front of him gradually returned to calm, and the dark green flame temporarily retreated to the corner of the edge of the mirror. Duncan exhaled lightly and turned to look out the window.

The bright "sunshine" still illuminates the deck of the Lost Homeland and the vast sea around it. However, outside the range of the sunlight, the entire vast sea is still shrouded in strange darkness.

This was a very unsettling moment. Even Goathead, who was usually the most noisy, fell silent at the chart table.

Only Alice was still happily drying her quilt on the deck...

Duncan rubbed his forehead, trying not to pay attention to the figure drying the quilt on the deck. Then he concentrated and called out to the flame floating in the sky in his heart.

"Nina, how are you doing over there? Are you tired?"

"I'm not tired," Nina's voice almost immediately rang in Duncan's mind with the help of the resonance of the power of fire, "I'm not flying very high. I can stay in this position for a very long time!"

"Can you see anything on the surrounding sea?"

"Hmm... No, there is nothing on the sea around, not even a wave. Uncle Duncan, have you thought of anything?"

"Not yet, but you must always pay attention to the situation at sea - especially those seas at the junction of light and darkness," Duncan said slowly, "If there is a ship or something like that nearby, tell me immediately."

Nina's voice immediately responded, "Hey! Okay!"

Duncan hummed and ended the conversation with Nina. Then he looked at the mirror in front of him, calmed himself down slightly, walked forward and stretched out his hand to touch the mirror.

"Lawrence, how are things going over there?"