The entire space was divided into multiple levels by massive metal supports and rough concrete pillars.
The bottom level was the most chaotic.
The passageways were muddy, mixed with grease and unknown liquids, flanked by crude stalls.
The vendors mostly had rough or sinister faces, selling a variety of items, such as weapons and armor haphazardly made from Life Ghost materials, murky liquids in dirty bottles, pieces of meat charred beyond recognition, and rusty tool parts...
The sounds of hawking, arguing, iron forging, and the mumblings of drunken men were intertwined.
The upper levels were relatively quieter but the environment was equally harsh.
Narrow corridors lined with crude rooms resembling a honeycomb, mostly divided by metal sheets, wooden boards, or even canvas, with rusted locks hanging on the doors.
This was the residential area, where the air was even more polluted.
