No One

The afternoon sun blanketed the city ruin that was now flush with fresh greenery with its rays. It was so quiet that even the breeze sounded ever so obvious.

Countless collapsed buildings were like crude grave mounds and were lined up in an orderly fashion one after another.

This was the most severely damaged Old World ruin Jiang Baimian had ever seen. Of course, she had never been to cities that were directly carpeted with missiles when the Old World was destroyed.

Not many people in the Ashlands were willing to go to such places. On the one hand, the corresponding area suffered from abnormally serious levels of radiation pollution and had yet to completely weaken even to this day. On the other hand, the damage was so exaggerated that it made it difficult to gain anything.