Near the Rumi Hotel.
A few survivors emerged from a small supermarket, cradling paper shopping bags in their arms.
Inside were filled with large bottles of mineral water, milk, instant food, bread, and biscuits for supplies.
This city, or perhaps this world, although it appeared lifeless, the food, precious metals and jewelry, as well as various valuables in the shops, were all perfectly preserved.
Diana could tell that Ying Baiyi was withholding information about this world, and of course, she could also see that Chen Ke did not trust Ying Baiyi.
Just from the abandoned cars littering the streets and the sandbags piled up at the subway exits, it was clear that the situation was not as simple as Ying Baiyi had explained.
If it was a Mirror World, why did the streets bear signs of immense chaos erupting?
But the contradiction lay in the fact that for a city that had experienced turmoil, it was in some ways too clean.