Chapter 47: Post-disaster
As the fog demon fell by Su Heng’s hands, the terrifying disaster it had brought was finally over.
The clouds dissipated, and the rain stopped, leaving golden sunlight to spill once again onto the cold and battered city.
From the time the first wisps of fog began to curl around the streets and alleys of Changqing County to the clearing of the skies, it had been merely five days or so.
Yet it felt as if an age had passed.
Before the fog enveloped the area, Changqing County had been a large city with a population of over one hundred thousand.
But when the fog lifted and the incident concluded, nearly half of Changqing County’s population had died, leaving only about sixty thousand survivors.
In the city, wails and cries of the elderly and children could be heard everywhere, along with the numb and stupefied faces of men and women, all wearing an expression of utter despair. Many places hung white silk, and even the poorest families, unable to afford standard ceremonial white silk, tore out a piece of white cloth to hang outside in mourning.
The massive loss of life, combined with extreme fear, led to the complete breakdown of order.