Chen Feng and his group advanced towards the trading post. Although it was only a few miles away, the path was filled with numerous monsters, mostly minor ones, which were dealt with by Wei Xun.
This street used to be a plaza, surrounded by many commercial buildings. In peaceful times, this was an area for young people to hang out. After a day's work, they would pick a restaurant, enjoy a hearty meal, have a cup of milk tea, or watch a movie with their partners.
Warm memories.
Such was the city life. Despite the occasional stress, countless young people continued to live resiliently, driven by goals like salary, housing, loved ones, and their parents.
However...
Everything ended.
The bustling plaza lost its vitality, replaced by desolation and silence.
Wasteland.
