Soon, the personnel responsible for receiving from the Global Occult Coalition arrived at the Special Affairs Bureau's outpost.
A group of people boarded more than ten floating vehicles and headed westward across the city.
Along the way, Li Ang casually observed the street views of Mumbai, a city that once claimed to surpass Yin City, and found it quite... magical.
The roads were riddled with sunken potholes, stinking gutters, and cow dung pits, with low and crowded shanty houses lining both sides of the streets.
These houses were crudely structured, haphazardly distributed, with poor provision of water, electricity, sanitation facilities, and other basic services,
Even worse than the shantytowns were the vast slums—the real bottom-tier slum houses were basically hastily assembled from rusty iron sheets and pieces of cloth,
packed closely together like coffins,
with only space for one or two people to pass between the houses,
