To buy more time to search for Bo Niou, Tang Mo tied up the uniformed man and stuffed a sponge in his mouth.
The most distinct feature of this world was its silence. It was as if humanity had been wrapped up inside their houses, never coming out to move around, let alone make a single sound.
The houses assigned to each person were like cocoons, firmly imprisoning both body and soul. If they wanted to speak, they could only do so through a shared system.
Family and friends had all become like online acquaintances who never met. Eating, drinking, relieving oneself, and sleeping all happened inside one's room, greatly reducing the need for social interaction.
No one demanded that people live this way, yet everyone followed this rule. That was the most terrifying thing about this world.
However, this very fact made it much easier for Tang Mo to search for Bo Niou. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but row after row of small houses, with not a single person in sight.
