The celebration lasted until midnight.

The highlight of the whole celebration, besides the talent show, was the traditional food competition!

This time, the players weren’t the only ones who could participate. Wastelanders could also sign up for the competition. However, compared to the creative players, most of the aboriginal people who had just been able to eat their fill were merely there to make up the numbers. Not many of them mustered up the courage to sign up for the competition.

The champions of the food competition were released at the end of the day, among which, the most popular chef was still Tomato Eggs who knew the players’ taste buds best.

Step 1. Boil 200g of black snake meat to remove the fishy smell and then dry it.

Step 2. Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and minced garlic, then saute until fragrant.

Step 3. Add half a liter of water and simmer for half an hour on low heat.

Step 4. Add 50 grams of chopped Deer’s Tail to enhance the fragrance.

Like the monster ribs before, Tomato Eggs didn’t hide the recipe. He disclosed it generously. He even published a tutorial on the official website.

As for the most popular delicacy among wastelanders, it was the finger biscuits made by Yaya.

She coated the flour with butter and sugar, baked it into the shape of a bullet, and sprinkled chocolate bought from the administrator on the bullet head.

Although it was complained by many players that it was too sweet and it wasn’t as good as her mushroom soup, it was deeply loved by female NPCs such as Xiaoyu, Xia Yan, Autumn Weed, Autumn Leaves, and Mutant NPC Bucky.

Stuffing the biscuit into his mouth from under the helmet, there were emotional sobs from under the armor.

"Only now can I feel that I’m alive!"

Well… Also when I’m drunk.

Without any hesitation, he gave a high score of 10 out of 10!

Hyrja gave the living specimen a sideways look. "Have you ever considered that you’re not the one who wants to eat candy but the Slime Molds that have taken over your body?”

The happy sobs came to an abrupt end. The armored guy became so silent that everyone else felt a little sorry for him.

Yin Fang, who was sitting by the side, couldn’t help sighing, "Don’t shatter his dream… Brother Bucky finally found a little feeling of being alive."

"Am I the only one who thinks this thing is too sweet? I feel that my blood is circulating a little slower just by eating it…" Hyrja muttered and shook her head. She only ate 1 piece, and didn’t touch the rest.

She was probably the only one among all the NPCs who couldn’t accept sweets, especially when carbohydrates were baked with fat and sprinkled with thick chocolate sauce.

Chu Guang gave her a strange look. "That’s a bit exaggerated"

Hyrja said helplessly, "Maybe I’m more sensitive to sugar, but I still prefer foods with lower metabolic load, higher vitamin content, and healthier ingredients."

Chu Guang raised an eyebrow in response. For example?"

Hyrja grinned. "Animal viscera."

"..."

Do cholesterol and protein not need to be metabolized?

How is this healthy?

Xiaoyu, who was sitting on the judging table, was looking longingly at the biscuit on Hyrja’s table, but she didn’t have the nerve to ask for it.

Her Big Brother Chu told her to eat less sugar. She heard that it would affect her growth. The sugar intake had almost exceeded the standard, so she shouldn’t eat any more.

Xia Yan, on the other hand was not so reserved, and after asking for permission, she happily grabbed Hyrja’s plate and stuffed the biscuits into her mouth. The grin on her face couldn’t be hidden at all.

She didn’t have that much psychological burden.

Anyway, she wouldn’t gain weight by eating, and she had been used to it for so many years.

As for the administrator’s favorite food… It came as a shock to everyone.

It turned out to be just a simple bottle of sparkling water with some sugar added. It was a unique formula that was pretty familiar to the players.

It was just coke.

They didn’t know what was so good about it.

The aboriginal people were not too surprised. They were just curious about what kind of magic energy was in the bottle of drink held by the administrator that could win his favor.

In his azure blue exoskeleton, Chu Guang pointed to the glass bottle that he had only taken a sip of and said, "Nuka Cola! This is the best drink I’ve ever had!"

Since there were NPCs besides the players, Chu Guang deliberately raised the volume and spoke again in the federation language.

The players standing around finally realized what had happened after some time.

My goodness!

The administrator is advertising it personally?!

But is it really okay for a faction leader NPC to advertise a product like this?

Night Ten’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "You can advertise your products through NPCs?"

Mosquito had a regretful expression on his face. "So careless! I should have thought about it... This kind of cheap and popular drink would definitely sell well in the wasteland!"

At present, there was already a sugar factory in the industrial area. Through a series of simple processes such as boiling and drying the red beets imported from the Brown Farm, white sugar could be obtained for a cheap price.

The cost of the bottle of soda was only 0.5 silver coins!

If he were to sell it, he would earn at least 3 silver coins!

Gale, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, "By the way, who is the winner of this prize?"

Several people from the Bull and Horse Squad looked at each other.

"No idea."

"Let’s go to the forum and ask later?"

It seemed that no one had heard the announcement that someone intended to make coke in the wasteland, and no one had jumped out to accept the award at the scene.

Was it an official easter egg?

If it wasn’t made by a certain player, that would be the only explanation.

The celebration lasted until the early hours of the morning. After receiving all the event points, the players returned to the shelter or the save points on the surface to go offline one after another.

No matter how much fun they had in the game, they had to eat something in reality.

As for the aboriginal people, they were planning to stay overnight.

After all the events of the celebration were over, many people were still celebrating the extraordinary day on their own. They only left the venue after dawn.

With the celebration, the New Alliance was officially established!

The first Restored Zone surrounded from Remote Creek Town in the north, a part of Clearspring City in the south, the edge of Elm District in the west, and the former Highway Town in the east.

It covered nearly 1,000 square kilometers of land

At the same time, a brand new city-state was being built on the wild wasteland. They used the name ‘Dawn’, and just like its name, this rising sun was glowing with the light of dawn.

The northern suburbs had never been as lively.

Those living there had never been more hopeful and excited.

"Let’s give a toast to the formation of the New Alliance!"

"To the great administrator!"

"Cheers!"

In the northern area of Dawn City, the people staying in Longevity Town also stayed up all night.

In Highway Town Hotel, noise was everywhere. The sound of clinking glasses and beer foam almost knocked the ceiling over.

To celebrate the great day, Hooke graciously announced that beer would be free all night and BBQ would be 20% off.

It would be until dawn, but only guests of the hotel would be able to drink for free!

Of course, no one would hesitate to take advantage of Hooke. He earned a lot of silver coins from them already.

Many hotel guests even made a special trip back from the park after enjoying the excitement of the celebration, just for free beer.

The traveling merchants and mercenaries were so drunk that many of them simply slept in the lobby on the first floor.

Unable to handle so many drunk customers, the staff simply closed the door, leaving one person behind the counter to watch, and allowed those customers to sleep in the lobby until they woke up naturally.

At noon the next day, Sun Shiqi shook his heavy head and got up from the table.

He didn’t know if he was dreaming, but he felt that the beer the night before made it much easier for him to get drunk. He couldn’t drink more after going to the toilet twice.

"I bet… That bastard mixed other stuff into the drinks…”

Apparently he wasn’t the only one who thought so, and the guests at the next table also started to complain.

Sun Shiqi took the bill from the waiter. After looking at it, his face flushed red with anger. "Aren’t the drinks free?"

The waiter said softly, "Yes sir, but you ate 6 skewers of char-grilled squirrel meat and 12 skewers of two-headed oxen meat yesterday... You also had a monster rib."

Sun Shiqi squinted his eyes and carefully read the small print on the back of the bill as he came back to his senses.