The weather was growing warmer and more pleasant.
At that moment, Bu Peien's sky was filled with bright stars. In a few more years, it would be difficult to see them.
Although Senator Landon had already begun working on legislation to protect the environment, there was still no way to truly solve the problem of industrial pollution.
The dark streets could seem terrifying to people unfamiliar with the area, but those who knew it well did not find them frightening at all.
A young man was running. His stamina was excellent, thanks to the two years he had spent in the military.
He had had a good instructor. During training camp, everyone had thought the man was a devil. He always left them without even enough strength to raise a finger.
But only after they reached the battlefield did everyone realize what a good man he was.
Abundant stamina and a healthy body meant more chances to survive than other people had. He was very grateful to that instructor.
Even now, running did not make him feel particularly tired.
He had to go back. His money and some other things, including his weapon, were all at home.
If he left directly, it would be difficult for him to hide. In the Federation, having no money was like a fish having no water. Besides, having a weapon would give him a greater sense of security.
He lived in a remote area with his family. There were too many poor people in Bu Peien's suburbs.
And even more poor people were gathering there from the surrounding areas, or even farther away.
The economy had developed rapidly over the past two years, and Bu Peien's myth had once again been blown out of proportion. More people began yearning for the city.
Even if