The Wind-Rain Crossing, which was located 150 kilometers north of Chang'an City, was considered to be out of Chang'an City's safe zone. There were all sorts of dire beasts that roamed over those plains, so normally there weren't many people there.
Although it had been a major ferry crossing before the apocalypse, after decades of natural disasters, it had long lost its modern vibe.
The only thing that betrayed that it had once been an important ferry crossing was a tall concrete platform overrun by tenacious seeds and all sorts of sprouting plants.
The Wind-Rain Crossing was a grim sight in the dark night.
Amidst the light breeze and fine rain, a nightjar was cawing. The faraway howls and roars of wild animals made anyone who heard them perk up.
Although the land around the Wind-Rain Crossing was a familiar setting, it didn't look the same that day.
