Jiang Mian caused quite a stir among certain people the moment she stepped into the Underground Street.
As her figure vanished around a street corner, the shadows beside a passageway rippled, and a dark-faced man crawled out of them.
He silently committed Jiang Mian's appearance to memory, then sprinted off in the opposite direction.
The pedestrians on the road seemed to know him, quickly retreating out of his way.
The dark-faced man met with no obstacles all the way, entering a seemingly unremarkable building.
He arrived before a door and knocked on it.
"Come in."
A raspy male voice drifted from inside the room.
He pushed the door open and entered.
Lamps were lit inside the room, making it considerably brighter than the outside.
A scar-faced, burly man leaned against the window, holding a cigarette between his fingertips and slowly puffing out smoke.
A woman dressed in sexy attire also sat on the sofa nearby, tidying up her disheveled collar.
He subconsciously took a deep breath, not daring to look too much.
Even within the Core Circle, a thing like tobacco was a rare commodity, practically counting as a luxury item.
"Boss, a newcomer showed up at Entrance Number One."
"Oh?"
Zhong Zhen flicked his cigarette ash and rose from the window.
He knew the situation outside all too well.
Inside the Core Circle, any surviving Aberrants had basically run off to the back mountains long ago.
To acquire survival supplies, not to mention Suppressors, the vast majority of people chose to enter this Underground Street.
As for those desperados without Aberrant status, they chose to lurk in the mountains, watching for a chance to smuggle themselves northward.
Judging by its location, the back mountain lay to the north of Base City Number One,
and with the northern base cities