We'd find out soon enough?
Fang Ran paused at her words. As he turned past a street corner at that moment,
he saw the scene before him suddenly light up.
It seemed they had passed through the unremarkable outer streets and arrived in a more central area of the participant black market. As the number of participants on the road increased,
lit storefronts began appearing along both sides of the street.
The dim, quiet atmosphere of a late-night neighborhood vanished at once, replaced by a vivid and bustling scene.
Glowing billboards, English shop names in all sorts of styles, storefront buildings with glass walls just like those on an ordinary commercial street—
But!
Compared to the outer district, it was practically a complete change in style.
The billboard images were enlarged and projected into the air, while the colorful shop signs had no physical form at all.
Inside the glass display windows were not actual products, but holographic projections of various goods floating and slowly rotating.
Quite a few shops also had mechanical pedestals outside, with cylindrical beams of light displaying people in armor, large weapons, and other more sophisticated projections, along with all kinds of information demonstrating their effects.
Participants came and went among them, occasionally stopping to browse the merchandise as if flipping through web pages.
Ordinary, familiar commercial-street buildings were filled with Night Battle technology in the form of holographic projections, layering countless elements beyond reality over the real world.
The sight looked somewhat Cyberpunk,
and immediately made this place feel like a participant black market!
The instant he saw this scene, Fang Ran froze in disbelief.
So this was what a black market looked like?
On the outskirts of Houston, Texas, North America, more than a hundred meters beneath an utterly ordinary abandoned building, such a