Colorful Mist Coast.
Dusk gradually deepens, with a smear of deep blue spreading over the sea-sky boundary.
The mist is flowing on the sea surface, dyed a pale purple by the last ray of sunset.
Lights begin to flicker along the shore, and the Gills Fish Clan's barbecue stalls are being set up one after another.
The sea breeze carries the aroma of grilled fish and meat, mingling with the salty and damp air, drifting in the twilight.
With more and more players arriving, the seaside has become especially lively.
At this moment, in a corner of the beach.
"Three more Silver-Tailed Fish, please."
Shouting to the barbecue stall owner, Liu Yi glanced at the floating team interface in the upper left corner, listening to the complaints of the brothers in the team.
"It's too painful, really too painful, every time I log off, I feel like a fish about to drown, the water pollution is too severe."
