"Even though I've already received the notification that the city has been attacked by killers... can this really be the work of a few killers?"
The gray fog had become denser and denser, reaching a point where one couldn't see a few meters ahead.
"Gold Moon" Hua Xueyi walked amidst these fog-laden streets, yet she maintained her usual composure.
Odor, color, and even spiritual intuition failed to capture her presence now; as she strolled through these dangerous streets, she was an "invisible person," non-existent.
"...This city, it once had a population of over a hundred thousand, right? Where are the people..."
Unlike Earth, which already had plenty of five to six-story buildings, the city here was still in an expansion phase, largely consisting of two to three-story buildings that were somewhat sparse.
But even so, walking in the fog for more than ten minutes, Hua Xueyi still had not perceived a single "life form."
"...So they're here."
