Lin Hui looked up. He could just make out that the bright yellow glow seemed to come from enormous moths.
He stopped briefly to rest, eat, drink, and replenish his strength, then relieved himself behind a large rock.
The wind howled across the plain like wailing ghosts. It was bitterly cold, and a faint white frost coated the black soil in places.
A few glossy black scorpions rustled out of a burrow and strutted past Lin Hui's feet, their stingers raised.
Crunch.
Lin Hui flattened one underfoot and peered far ahead. At night, he could see nothing.
"At this speed, I must be covering at least a hundred meters a second, right? How have I still not reached the Core District? Isn't this Inner City a little too big?"
He kept his patience, adjusted his mask again, and shot forward.
He had not gone far this time before the scenery ahead finally changed.
Tiny flecks of white light gradually appeared in the pitch-black sky.
Enormous columns rose from the earth, thrust into the sky, pierced the mist, and stretched to heights beyond sight.
The columns resembled giant trees in a gray-white forest. From afar, they looked gray-white from top to bottom, dotted with tiny white lights. In the night, they were like pillars of illumination with the texture of a starry sky.
Lin Hui slowed his steps but kept racing forward.
On the plain ahead, he could now see vast, irregular openings at the bases of the gray-white columns.
They were like white trees grown from underground, breaking through the earth and soaring into the sky.
Around the openings spread a vast sea of pure white flowers.
Packed densely together, the flowers filled Lin Hui's entire field of view.
They dyed everything before him pure white.
But as he drew