Following several gang members, Hexia boarded the return vehicle and then re-entered the vertical elevator she had used earlier.
Soon after, the elevator arrived at the top, taking her back to the secluded bar; by now, it was 1 a.m.
Facing the cool night breeze, the girl walked along the street, still pondering the scenes she had seen in the Underworld, although life for the residents in the lower levels of Payin City was somewhat arduous, it hadn't reached the point of being unlivable.
It was just that the noisy information and various displays of ostentation made people gradually forget these details of life.
In the Federation, even if residents lost all work, they wouldn't starve to death on the streets. Walking through the streets and residential areas, there were simple security booths at regular intervals, housing Riot Control Robots to maintain public order, dense surveillance, and few criminals could escape the police's pursuit.
