At dusk.
Jiang Qiao walked through the streets of Xinzhou City.
Not a single person could be seen anywhere in the city. The streets were bleak and deserted.
A breeze swept past.
The garbage covering the ground was blown about.
Plastic bags, cardboard boxes, and moldy old clothes were scattered everywhere. The rust-covered cars lining both sides of the street showed that this had once been a prosperous city.
But now.
There was even human waste in the streets and alleys.
"Clang!"
Jiang Qiao kicked an empty can away. The noise traveled a long way through the air.
"Everyone's asleep?"
He looked at the surrounding high-rises.
This was a city-state, and living people resided inside it.
If the city's appearance was poor.
There was nothing that could be done.
After all, this was an age of supernatural chaos. As long as people could survive, who the hell would gather a bunch of people to clean the streets?
But it was still only dusk.
It wasn't even dark yet.
Not a single person was on the streets. Everyone was sleeping soundly at home.
That was abnormal.
"This city is covered by a mental-type Ghost Domain, and these people have all been hypnotized. It seems this Ghost Domain can make people enter dreams... A dream world?"
Jiang Qiao looked toward the residential buildings ahead.
In the pitch-black stairwell, quite a few people who appeared to be vagrants were snoring away.
And inside the proper rooms.
Residents lay in bed, sunk in sleep.
"There's no one on the streets."
"Looks like they entered their slumber in the dead of night. In the Supernatural Era, even Awakened Ones probably wouldn't be willing to go out at night."
His gaze shifted.
Soon, he found Awakened Ones in several homes with clearly better conditions.
But they