He Was Leaving

"Why is this road so empty today?"

A playboy was speeding along Coastal Avenue, the famous seaside road on the West Coast. A beautiful woman sat in the passenger seat—his new girlfriend.

In the eyes of the rich, the Federation was heaven fallen into the mortal world. As long as you had money, you could buy anything here.

A healthy body, a longer life than other people, hotter love, a warmer and softer body...

There was nothing you couldn't buy. If there was, it only meant you weren't truly rich.

Whenever he got a new girlfriend, he would bring her here for a drive. Coastal Avenue was the most famous attraction in the city.

The West Coast was not as uniformly prosperous as the East Coast. Not every city was highly developed. The region's wealth was heavily concentrated in a handful of cities, which meant that the rich in those cities outnumbered the rich across the entire West Coast.

With so many rich people around, they had to do something—such as build a road that could showcase the city's status.

Along the broad, smooth coastal highway, with the sea breeze brushing past and the scent of nature drifting through the greenery, the vast sapphire sea in the distance looked like a blue gemstone embedded in the earth. It gave people a sense of comfort from the inside out.

One side of the road was also lined with an extremely prosperous Commercial Center. Almost anywhere you went, you could find plenty of shops suitable for shopping, as well as restaurants.

You could buy a few gifts that weren't too painful on the wallet, have a meal together, open a bottle of wine, and then get a room nearby to discuss life.

That was why Coastal Avenue had become a tourist attraction