During the day, Li Changzhou still drove his "borrowed" sports car around, cruising the streets.
Prague underwent noticeable changes, with many areas now restricted and off-limits to traffic.
Yet even amidst such widespread terrorist attacks, the daily lives of citizens remained largely unaffected, similar to the government's handling of the old town square—after the mantis massacre, they simply cordoned off the Hus statue, but the square remained open.
For a moment, Li Changzhou wasn't sure whether it was the game influencing the officials' thinking or if that's genuinely what they intended to do.
After all, some of the inexplicable thoughts of Westerners are beyond the comprehension of a Xia Country man like him.
Today was a stroke of bad luck, as he didn't get ambushed while singing, and he returned empty-handed, teleporting back to the loft apartment.
"...Forget it, there's no way. Who would team up with trash from the Black Card group like you guys."
