The road was occupied with overturned vehicles. The asphalt surface was cracked, and there were broken trees littered haphazardly here and there. When Lin Sanjiu reached the foot of the rampart, she raised her head and gazed in a trance at the words on top of the gate. For a moment, she felt that she had transferred into another apocalyptic world.
"Mistral: Sector 9?"
Lin Sanjiu had never heard of a name like this, nor had she ever seen a building such as this before.
Mistral: Sector 9 looked grand and unique, but it wasn't large. The city walls on both sides were merely a few meters long. It looked similar to a city from ancient times to a certain degree. The only difference was that the spot where the observatory should be was replaced by a train railway.
