There had been no suspense all morning. After lunch, Xu Huo, the painted woman, Zhu Xiaojin, Tang Yu, and Old Cai followed the local woman to her home.
Perhaps because they were walking alongside a local, people along the way greeted them warmly. In just a few days, the cityscape of Sub-district 6 seemed to have changed dramatically.
"When I was a kid, my dream was to change the world. That wish is probably hard to fulfill now, but changing a small city is doable, right?" Zhu Xiaojin replied enthusiastically.
Tang Yu stayed quiet beside him, only stopping him from accepting the things people offered. "Supplies are scarce as it is. If you take them, they won't have enough."
Zhu Xiaojin thought that made sense. He accepted a token amount, then even offered to pay.
The group soon reached the woman's home. Only when they got downstairs did they realize she lived in an old residential complex. Its layout was strange, too: all the buildings were separate for the first six floors, but connected above that. With so little space between them, the whole complex looked like one enormous circle.
To be honest, the complex didn't look like the oldest one in Sub-district 6 from the outside, but once they stepped in, it felt oppressive. People lived there, but not many. As they entered, quite a few residents peered out at them, only to quickly retreat inside once they noticed the group looking back.
"This place... doesn't look very auspicious," Zhu Xiaojin said.
The woman smiled. "This used to be a residential complex for employees' families. A lot of elderly people live here, so there's a funeral every few days. Over time, fewer and fewer people stayed, and outsiders didn't want to move in. There are plenty of vacant apartments,