The two of us couldn't figure out what was going on, so we wanted to use Nantian, a third party, as a point of reference and confirmation.
Nantian had called me and left his number. When I called him back, there was no strange voice prompt, but he didn't answer.
After trying twice, I had no choice but to give up for the time being.
"Should we grab something to eat first?" Skinny asked, rubbing his stomach.
I was hungry too, but I was wary of everything and everyone around me.
We had already left the residential compound and had been standing by the road for a while.
Skinny searched for nearby restaurants, and a long list of results came up. The markers on the map were scattered around, making the area look much like an ordinary residential neighborhood. The only difference was a sizable public green space, which left a blank patch on the map.
Skinny pointed us toward the street with the most restaurants.
As we walked, I kept an eye on our surroundings and occasionally searched online.
None of the accounts I followed on social media had posted anything new. The news websites had stopped updating too.
But on the social media homepage, I saw new posts appear at random. They were all from accounts I didn't recognize, including two marketing accounts with millions of followers.
I immediately guessed that the owners of those two accounts must live here. That was why they had disappeared from the real world and appeared here instead.
Before long, we crossed the road and found the restaurant street, lined with a good number of small shops.
Noodle soup, wontons, dumplings, malatang, fried chicken...
These little eateries were no different from the ones in the real world.
I watched for a long