The hotel was bustling all morning.
Initially, it was Li Rong who came knocking to stir up trouble, but later it escalated into a physical altercation.
By the time the security bureau personnel finally withdrew, those from the urban management bureau arrived.
When the last cargo vehicle also vanished from Peng Yue's sight, it was already noon, and the number of pedestrians on the street had increased.
Heading south from here was the exit gate.
Like other settlements in Xing Village Town, most people would go out during the day, naturally to look for food to fill their stomachs.
Or perhaps other goods and materials that could be exchanged for New Currency.
From time to time, one could see vehicles driving out from the market street.
Apart from these survivors who ventured out to scavenge, the streets were dotted with stalls selling all kinds of trinkets everywhere.
Mostly, they were little items of no particular use.
No food or medicine was visible.
