"Since it's completely useless, why do people make a living here?" Lu Yin asked.
A Da replied, "Ninety-nine percent of the time, it's useless. The people who make a living here are holding out for that one percent chance. Surviving in the New Universe isn't easy, and Black Street has developed a civilization of its own. As long as you have the ability, you can live quite comfortably here."
Lu Yin frowned. Ming Yan was actually living in a place like this, and the thought filled him with nameless anger. The owner behind the brothel was Immortal Old Man, the master of Black Street. In other words, if Ming Yan hadn't been capable, her whole life would have been miserable, spent among this trash.
Lu Yin clenched his fist. If Immortal Old Man weren't useful to him, he would have wanted to kill him with a single palm strike.
Strange bugs crawled through the piles of space debris, while all kinds of bizarre Starry Sky Giant Beasts devoured who knew what.
This was an alternative ecological civilization. Humans couldn't survive in all this garbage, but there were always creatures that could come into being.
A ship exploded in the distance with a boom. Everyone aboard died.
Lu Yin and the others watched a shadow flee, but didn't stop it.
It had been an assassination—a perfect one.
Lu Yin wasn't surprised by this sort of thing. A Da was even more accustomed to it, and the ship that had been targeted was also headed for Black Street. Its purpose was probably no less unsavory.
Black Street was known as the dirtiest place in the New Universe. Lu Yin wouldn't have been surprised by anything that happened here.
The gaps between the mounds of space debris formed the passages into Black Street,