After secretly observing them, they found that the people of Modern City did not have any particularly uniform style of dress.
One moment, a cloaked figure in a classically mysterious style would pass by; the next, a modified human walking a mechanical dog would appear. Even while they were secretly observing their surroundings from the alley, a man dressed in a wasteland style passed right by them.
And from beginning to end, that wasteland-style man did not so much as cast them an extra glance.
This also showed that their attire would not stand out.
That was certainly a good thing, but then again...
"Did you see where that man came from just now?" Star Worm asked curiously.
They had chosen this alley to observe the people outside precisely because it was secluded and deserted. Yet that wasteland-style man had emerged from somewhere unknown and suddenly passed by them.
Gleipnir shook her head. She had not seen it either.
But she roughly guessed where he had come from... Gleipnir walked some ten steps deeper into the alley behind them and saw a manhole cover that was visibly swaying.
After signaling Star Worm to open the manhole cover, they saw a deep, shadowy sewer.
However, there were obvious signs of climbing in this sewer, and the air did not carry the smell a sewer ought to have. Instead, it reeked strongly of motor oil.
It was the same scent as the one on that wasteland-style man.
"Looks like that man climbed up from here."
Star Worm rubbed his chin, curiosity in his voice. "Could there be a road down there too?"
Gleipnir shot him a glance. "Who knows? Maybe there's not only a road, but people living down there as well."
"But whether there's a road or not has nothing to