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In addition, there are some small rest areas where people can relax and take a break in their daily lives.

The third floor is dotted with some canteen-like areas, which are carefully and practically arranged.

The canteen is clean and tidy, with all the necessary facilities and cooking equipment and tableware neatly arranged.

The water and electricity supply here is stable and the ventilation system is good, which can create a relatively comfortable and safe dining environment and meet people's basic dietary needs.

The fourth floor is mainly composed of equipment rooms and office areas for staff.

It is with the strong support of these areas that the various facilities of the stadium can operate normally and continuously.

The stadium's lighting system is also very advanced, using energy-efficient LED lamps that can provide sufficient and even light, ensuring brightness and clarity in the venue both day and night.

In addition, the stadium is equipped with a complete ventilation system and air-conditioning system, which can create a comfortable environment according to different seasons and weather conditions.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is not just a stadium, but rather a carefully crafted miniature shelter.

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At this time, the stadium was busy, and several groups of people were making intensive preparations for the evening celebration party.

The first to come into view was a group of officials dressed in blue and black work uniforms.

Several staff members could be seen working hard to hang banners on various floors.

One of them gritted his teeth, holding one end of the banner tightly with both hands, and leaning his body almost parallel to the ground, trying hard to stretch the banner far away. Every muscle was tense and the blue veins on his forehead were slightly bulging.

The other person stood a little further away, squinting his eyes and carefully examining the position of the banner, sometimes waving his hand to indicate that this side should be higher, sometimes waving his hand to indicate that that side should be lower, just to ensure that every word on the banner can be displayed in the most perfect posture in front of everyone.

Everyone was very concerned about the celebration and went all out for even the smallest details.

Elsewhere, a group of staff were carefully placing artificial flowers for decoration.

A young staff member was squatting on the ground, carefully placing a fake flower on the originally empty table.

His eyes were full of tenderness, as if he was protecting a fragile life.

His fingers gently fiddled with the petals of the artificial flowers, making them appear in the most natural posture, trying to use this touch of bright color to bring a touch of warmth to the gloom of the end of the world.

Other staff members were arranging things quickly on the side. Their movements were skillful and agile. The artificial flowers in their hands fluttered like butterflies, creating a beautiful scene in the blink of an eye.

In the center of the stadium, a group of staff were concentrating on debugging various equipment in the venue.

They looked serious, with professionalism and perseverance in their eyes.

One of the technicians was half-kneeling in front of a large equipment, with his ear close to the machine, listening carefully to the sound of the machine running, and adjusting a part from time to time with the tool in his hand.

There are a pile of tools and parts beside him. He is like a craftsman immersed in his own world, concentrating on carving his work.

The others were also busy with their own things, some were checking the circuits, some were testing the lighting effects.

They shuttled between the equipment, busy and orderly, ensuring that every device could perform at its best at the celebration meeting.

at the same time.

Another group of military personnel wearing military green uniforms were also taking action.

At the entrance of the stadium, a small group of young soldiers stood as straight as a pine tree.

Their faces were stern and their eyes were filled with determination.

Everyone holds a testing instrument and keeps an eye and ears on all directions at their respective posts.

Their eyes are as sharp as those of hawks, carefully scanning every inch of land and every corner, not missing any possible hidden dangers.

It can be seen that some soldiers are squatting down to check if there is anything unusual on the ground.

Some soldiers looked up at the ceiling to check for potential danger.

Sweat slid down their cheeks, but they were unaware of it and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the mission of protection.

Not far away, a group of soldiers were busy building temporary fortifications.

One of the big men, with bulging muscles, gritted his teeth and struggled to lift a heavy iron plate, which weighed a thousand pounds, but there was no hesitation in his steps.

He took steady steps and placed the iron plate in the designated position, making a dull sound.

The other soldiers cooperated quickly. Some picked up sturdy iron poles and installed and fixed them skillfully.

Some were passing tools and parts around, their movements smooth and seamless.

In a corner of the stadium.

An experienced officer was surveying the scene with rapt attention.

His eyes swept over every busy soldier, sometimes nodding slightly to show approval, sometimes frowning as if thinking about something.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his majestic posture was like an unshakable mountain, giving people an endless sense of security.

He knew very well that in the chaos of the end of the world, danger was like a ferocious beast hidden in the darkness, which could pounce at any time and deal a fatal blow.

And these soldiers must use their iron will and superb skills to provide a safe sky for everyone and protect this rare peace and hope.

In the third-floor cafeteria area of ​​the stadium.

It is also a unique scene of bustling activity and intense busyness.

You can see many canteen staff wearing white work clothes and chef hats, devoting themselves to the intense and busy work.

In front of the stove, a tall chef was like a brave warrior who had experienced many battles in the fierce battlefield. He held the heavy spoon tightly and waved it vigorously.

In the pot, the ingredients are rolling and jumping, accompanied by the cheerful sizzling sound, and waves of tempting aroma are spreading like water waves.

The raging fire was burning, and the scorching flames reflected the chef's sweaty but extremely focused face. Every wrinkle caused by concentration was clearly visible.

His eyes were fixed on the changes in the pot, and he controlled the heat precisely, sometimes turning down the high heat, and sometimes suddenly increasing the heat.

He skillfully picked up the seasoning bottle with his right hand and shook it gently. All kinds of seasonings fell into the pot like snowflakes. Every movement was full of strength and skill, as if he was carving a precious work of art.

Everything he did was to make the dishes in the pot have the best taste and flavor, so as to bring the ultimate enjoyment to the taste buds of the people attending the celebration party.