C172 mountain reclamation

The heat flow was no longer there, and the temperature gradually changed. The people waiting at the eastern edge of the Wasteland no longer had sweat on their foreheads.

It was no longer the same heat as it had been before, but the heat was fading bit by bit.

Qin Muxue cried tears of joy: "Did it succeed, did it succeed?"

Hua Xing hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded his head