The night was pitch-black. The city was filled with light pollution, and even the dark clouds overhead were illuminated with a faint glow.
The uniform rows of skyscrapers towered into the clouds, making the streets look incredibly narrow. Looking up from the roadside gave people a slight hallucination—the high-rises on both sides seemed ready to topple over. As far as the eye could see, not a single building was under a hundred stories. It was impossible to construct such a dense, magnificent cluster of supertall buildings in reality; the ground couldn't bear the weight.
"How magnificent!" Xiang Xiaotong exclaimed in shock, her face tilted toward the sky.
"Architects and decorating companies have made a fortune these past two years. Even apprentices can take orders for hundred-story skyscrapers like this, and they don't have to worry about whether they can actually build them. They can design whatever they want." Song He sighed as well.
The couple craned their necks as though treating cervical spondylosis and slowly walked down the street, sizing up the buildings on both sides.
They were usually busy and hadn't strolled around this area in a long time. The changes in urban construction were so immense that they felt as if they had suddenly fast-forwarded a hundred years.
Every skyscraper piercing the clouds blazed dazzlingly. All the buildings on this street emitted light from within, glowing golden from top to bottom like enormous glass furnaces. Without exception, they were office buildings, with giant Top 500 logos hanging from their rooftops. Tens of thousands of employees worked inside during the day, going to their real-world companies, then returning home at night to put on their Dream Control Helmets and enter Dream City with their eyes closed, where they went to work at their companies again.
Overtime work in Dream