Following that, everyone boarded an elongated electric car, where the seating space was very cramped—as crowded as the cream filling squeezed between two biscuits—making everyone quite uncomfortable.
The entire environment of the Underground City was narrow and dim, and Wang Junpeng always felt as if he had stumbled into the realm of Dwarves from a fantasy novel. These diminutive "Pangolins" were the so-called "Dwarves."
From his perspective, living here would be very oppressive, but the inhabitants of the Underground City had grown quite accustomed to life in their homeland and considered it a bastion of safety.
Along the way, he saw various waste grounds and abandoned buildings.
"Only a substantial decrease in population could lead to this phenomenon of abandoned buildings..." Wang Junpeng silently pondered.
Could there have been a massive war?
"Or perhaps... natural disasters and calamities?"
