Paradise City had a central avenue named "Newborn."
It ran straight from the city gates to the City Lord's residence.
The closer one got to the center, the more expensive the land became.
Every one hundred meters, whether it was a shop or a residence, the price doubled.
Bustling, noisy, and fervent were the main themes that accompanied one from the city gates to the City Lord's residence.
But today's Paradise City was obviously different from usual.
This "Newborn Avenue" was dead silent.
Undead infected wearing fine equipment were lined up on both sides, welcoming their king.
"Jarvis, slow down,"
Jiang Lu ordered from the back seat, "It's early in the morning, don't let the engine noise disturb the citizens. They must be sleeping soundly with it being so quiet."
Jarvis: "..."
