The central district was split in four parts; each part was connected to the slums with a highway. As Fell traveled to the main districts using West Highway, he was currently in the west part of the New Casablanca.
His head was still popped from the black truck's window; his sight focused on what was happening above him.
Fell couldn't exactly describe what he felt when he saw the starry sky. His heart constricted in his chest, and his breathing roughened up as he felt his blood rush in his brain.
Dots connected in his mind, he was sure about it. The sky that he saw in the core was a fake one.
"Why would they need to block the view?" He thought as he began calming down.
Turning his head around, he looked at the members of the Assault Team. Ronnie noticed Fell's darting eyes; an amused smirk appeared on his face.
"Impressed?" He asked with a smug face, in his mind Fell was still a young man. A young man that just quit the isolated slums to come to the big city.
"Ugh, Yeah!" Fell exclaimed after calming down.
He understood that no one from the Assault Team noticed the fact that the dome blocked the view in the Core; As he understood that they couldn't offer him the answer he needed, he brushed the matter in the back of his head.
Looking around, he the central district's architecture immediately caught Fell's attention and interest. Refined and sleek constructs paved the road they rode, their shapes and the way they assembled together defied gravity.
Everything was clean and spotless, not a single dust or mark from time could be seen on the city's buildings. As they traversed the city, he could see a lot of various vehicles. Some were oval and flew through the air, producing a buzzing noise as they advanced in their flight. They came in a variety of shapes, and Fell even saw an arrow-shaped one that flashed in the air above them, crossing the road in a single blink.
He didn't feel the rest of the trip as he was too excited about the scenery outside. Everything his sight crossed was a novel discovery for the young cultivator; he was awed and impressed in front of the shining city.
Under his dazed state, he didn't feel the rest of the journey until the Assault Team's truck stopped.
In front of the small truck was a gigantic building. Its foundations were built in a large circle, and as each floor was added the construct acquired a sword-like shape, piercing straight through the clouds.
Fell couldn't clearly assess the number of floors, but he was sure that it was at least a few hundreds. As he was ready to get out, Johnny stopped him while shaking his head, showing him that it wasn't time to leave the vehicle.
"We're not taking the main entrance," Walter explained, his hand spun the wheel to the left.
The black truck silently circled around the building, passing close to several parked vehicles. Walter smoothly controlled the vehicle and entered a slope that was in the base of the building. As they finished their descent, Fell understood that it was a parking lot.
Walter swiftly parked the black truck in their parking spot and ordered his team to leave the vehicle. His team executed his orders, Fell did the same and left the black truck.
He jumped from the truck and landed on the floor with a thud. Looking around him, he saw several similar black vehicles that were parked close to them.
He noticed that the Assault Team began advancing, he followed with hastened steps. As he caught up with them, he heard Chief Walter murmur to Ronnie.
"Go report the detail of our mission. Avoid disclosing too many details on Fell." He calmly ordered in his protege's ear.
Ronnie's nodded before marching in the opposite direction of the team; his footsteps' cadence quickly made him disappear from their view.
Walter turned toward Fell and looked deeply into his eyes before nodding. Fell understood that the middle-aged man wanted him to follow his steps.
He executed himself, accompanying the middle-aged policeman with calm but confident steps.
"Would you be interested in joining my team?" Chief Walter asked with a slight tremble in his voice.
"I would have loved to, but I have projects of my own, and I can't afford to stay in New Casablanca."
Walter trembled as he heard Fell's word, he knew that the young man was going to refuse his offer. He sighed as his lips pressed tight.
Fell saw the middle-aged man's reaction; a smile appeared on his face before he continued.
"But, if you guys need my help, I will gladly assist you!" He firmly exclaimed. His voice turned serious, and his eyes showed his sincerity as he looked straight at Walter.
"Good! Well said!" The middle-aged man exclaimed. He patted his shoulders and laughed, getting a cultivator to promise something was very uncommon. He was lucky to have met Fell, who still didn't know what his status meant.
"Where are we going?" Fell asked in curiosity.
"Didn't you want to ride a MechSuit?" Walter responded with a slight smile on his lips.
"Oh! Let's go!" Fell's response caused an amused expression to appear on Walter's face.
The Assault Team separated. Fell and Walter left for the MechSuit division that was on the ninety-eighth floor, while the rest of the team left to attend their own matters.
Fell followed the middle-aged man; they traversed the West Police Station. While ascending through several floors in succession, Fell's eyes darted everywhere as he saw several men dressed in three-piece suits run across the building's corridor.
They swiftly arrived on the ninety-eighth floor. As they stepped out of the elevator, Fell saw a silver sign against the wall. On it was marked four letters with a grey color—PMTD—.
"Police MechSuit Testing Department", explained Walter in a succinct voice, "Follow me, I'll show you around."
As he advanced, he began introducing the several segments of the floor to Fell. Until they arrived in a large room, the floor and walls of the room were made of a solid-tempered alloy; As Fell stepped on it, he could feel that he could apply his full strength on the ground without fearing any repercussion.
In the middle of the room, groups of technicians and engineer were working on MechSuits. Their ranting and rambling could be heard from outside the room.
Walter called one of them, talked to him before returning to Fell.
"I talked to a friend of mine; he'll take care of you. I'll go take off my MechSuit, and I'll come back to check on you later." He explained before leaving Fell inside the room.