If Wu Lun hadn't been certain he hadn't grabbed the wrong map, he would have almost thought he'd gone the wrong way.
He fell silent for a while before saying with an unsure tone,
"...Is this West State?"
"It should be." Dimitri nodded, squinting as he surveyed the distance, "The southern suburbs of West State City, it should have been called Qingstone County before the war."
Mountains encircled the county town on its east and west sides, nested under the ridges, surrounded by exuberant vegetation and dense trees.
There were no skyscrapers here, only gardens, row houses, and villas. It was evident that those who lived here before the war pursued a certain quality of life.
To the east, there was a highway and a maglev train station connecting West State and Clearspring, only now these infrastructures had long been overtaken by wildly growing vegetation, morphing into mounds of concrete debris and wreckage.