After dropping Fengzi off at the military factory's retrofit production line, Zhang Heng continued touring with Hei. He saw even more people working tirelessly to welcome the arrival of the new world. Many were Mr. G's trusted associates, but even more were ordinary people steadfastly holding their posts.
Like the workers in the military factory, they had originally come from different places and done different jobs. But now, they had gathered together because of a shared belief, like droplets of water eventually merging into a surging river.
What disappointed Hei somewhat, however, was that Zhang Heng remained exceptionally calm no matter what he saw. He was like a huge boulder in the middle of a river channel, unmoved no matter how fiercely the current battered him. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
It was not until dusk that the two arrived at the final stop of the day's tour.
Unlike the previous locations, this was neither an arms factory nor one of Mr. G's secret bases. It did not appear to have anything to do with the so-called new world. On the contrary, it was probably the most lifeless place in all of New Shanghai 0297.
Because it was a nursing home.
Hei parked the car outside the nursing home's gates, but this time, he did not get out. He merely said, "It's been a pleasure serving as your temporary driver and introducing you to our companions. But now, it's time for you to meet your own companion."
Zhang Heng raised an eyebrow but ultimately said nothing. He opened the car door and got out.
Unlike the somewhat dilapidated gates, the inside of the nursing home was surprisingly beautiful. There was a cozy-looking little garden, with neatly trimmed flowers and trees, as well as a fountain and