Soon, everyone around them had fled, leaving not a soul behind. Duanmu Huai merely stretched without a care, curiously studying the hollow before him.
"And this place looks kind of interesting, doesn't it? It's quite beautiful."
"Mm, it really is... beautiful."
Looking at the scene before them, Ann and Lorena nodded as well. Although they had followed Duanmu Huai to many places, the strangeness of this city still exceeded their expectations.
First of all, the top of this enormous hollow emitted a faint glow, which seemed to come from some kind of luminescent moss. If there had only been a little of it, perhaps no one would have paid any attention, but when that moss covered the top of a hollow nearly as large as a soccer field, the sight was truly astonishing.
Under the illumination of the faintly glowing moss, houses of all shapes and sizes could be seen everywhere around them. The appearance of those houses, however, was nothing to write home about. To be honest, they were only slightly better than the haphazard illegal structures thrown together in a slum... The reason they were slightly better was that at least their builders had left paths between them instead of blocking everything completely.
Aside from that, the houses had no aesthetic appeal whatsoever. Outside the walls of the many buildings piled together from stones, one could also see sheets of metal layered over them like patches upon patches. Who knew where they had been stripped from?
How should he put it... Compared to the Floating Island, the buildings here were like a destitute beggar standing next to a sharply dressed office worker. The contrast was truly striking.
Although the quality and aesthetics of the buildings here seemed hardly worth mentioning, there were indeed some interesting things. For example,