Somewhere within the ruins of a city.
Claire clutched her child, Jamie, as she struggled through a heap of garbage in search of food.
Ever since floating cities had become widespread, the world had naturally been divided into first- and second-class citizens.
First-class citizens were naturally those able to relocate to floating cities, where they could continue enjoying all the conveniences and supplies of modern life. With the application of psychic energy, it had even begun to verge on the fantastical.
Second-class citizens were those who remained on the ground.
Not only did they have to endure scarce resources and depreciating currency, they also had to face the incursions of the "Strange"...
After all, ordinary cities did not possess the powerful psychic energy wards of floating cities, capable of keeping the bizarre things outside.
—Though the three [ancient Evil Objects] had already been sealed, many Strange Objects born from Aaron's earlier series of experiments and from their influence still roamed this planet.
Their general threat level was not particularly high—but that was only for psychics. To ordinary people, they remained fatal!
And because there were simply too many of them, they could not possibly all be cleared away.
The attention of the psychic floating cities and even the world government was wholly fixed on Luofu Island. Thus, these second-class citizens could only play hide-and-seek with Strange Objects day and night, struggling bitterly to survive in the cracks.
"Mommy, look what I found?"
Jamie's eyes lit up as he dug half a can of luncheon meat out of the garbage heap.
This military ration had been widely criticized in the old armies, known as "mystery meat" and "meat that wasn't meat."
But in the wasteland era, it was already a rare delicacy.
A faint smile appeared on Claire's face. "Jamie, you're