Yang Cancan closed up shop and led Wang Yue down the main street for a good while before they veered off into a severely dilapidated district.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Wang Yue wouldn't have believed that such a run-down slum could exist within a global Super City.
Judging by the architectural style, these were likely the first batch of makeshift shelters built right after the Great Cataclysm—temporary housing for refugees that had somehow survived into the present day.
After hundreds of years and over a dozen generations of residents, this already cramped space had been choked further by a chaotic mess of shacks and lean-tos. The result was a labyrinth of alleys so narrow that only one person could pass at a time. To anyone unfamiliar with the layout, it was a total maze; you'd be lost within seconds.
