The towering walls made Giant Stone City a famous utopia, in comparison to the distant Province of Yúnjiānxíng and Ideal City, this place seemed within easy reach.
However.
This grandeur did not benefit everyone here.
On the way to the main gate of Giant Stone City, what first came into view was a huge slum.
Ramshackle shanties clustered like ringworm at the foot of the towering wall, stretching into the distance like an unending filthy gutter.
Most of the people living here were pale and thin, sitting idly in front of their homes wrapped in clothes worn for who knows how long, or preparing to go out scavenging.
There was hardly any garbage left to pick up nearby, to find anything worthwhile, one would have to go to higher floors, or further afield.
The ever-present sewage and waste dyed the otherwise white snow into various colors. One could imagine, once the snow melted, the situation would get worse. It seemed a miracle no epidemic had broken out.
