One day later.
As the red sun rose, illuminating the horizon, solemn-faced soldiers of the City Guard Army stood on duty on both sides of the city gates beneath the tall, grayish-black walls.
Soon, a switch was activated.
CLACK!
CLACK!!
CLACK!!!
The crisp, mechanical sounds echoed continuously. Steel cables and gears hoisted the alloy gates, which were over ten meters tall, revealing a straight road leading to the outside world.
CLATTER!
A boiling clamor of voices immediately arose. The buffer zone, filled with concrete shacks, was densely packed with people.
Neon signs—[Hide Recycling Station], [Ah Qiang Prosthetic Clinic], [Pink Hair Salon]—flickered among the buildings, decorating the dimly lit concrete roads on both sides.
