The symptoms of the group members have eased, and no one is fantasizing about making money from alpha anymore. The noisy chatter in the group has decreased a lot, and it has gradually quieted down, as if everyone has seen the reality and has begun to continue their path of survival. Some delivery workers picked up the warm takeout they had thrown away in the morning, couriers pulled their tricycles up from the ditch, ride-hailing drivers called back the passengers they had just haggled with, KTV princesses apologized for the slaps they just received, and waiters who just stepped out turned back to tie their aprons, telling the boss they just stepped out for a smoke. The boss felt that he was very reliable and did not slack off, saying that even going for a smoke was so quick. The person tightening the screws immediately picked up the wrench that had fallen on the ground. No one has given up on themselves, believing that the group will soon return to its former liveliness.