Crimson Moon Mountain, the morning sun had just risen.
When Lin Qi arrived once more, Crimson Moon Mountain had undergone earth-shaking changes. The peaks that should have towered into the clouds were now covered by steel skyscrapers. One tall tower stood atop the mountain itself, and Flying Transport Vehicles could occasionally be seen passing beside it before landing on the nearby steel buildings.
Before the steel bridge—the only land entrance into Crimson Moon Town—transport vehicles had already filled the entire area. There were small, medium, and large vehicles alike, stretching so far that the end could not be seen at a glance.
Even the guards accompanying them each had at least a martial artist overseeing them. Yet these powerful convoys did not throw their weight around by cutting the line or driving away the drifters entering Crimson Moon Town. Instead, they all queued obediently.
"This is Crimson Moon Town?"
Xia Ling and Estina, who had come with Lin Qi, looked at the Crimson Moon Mountain before them and briefly wondered if they had come to the wrong place.
Both of them had been to Crimson Moon Mountain before. They had even personally witnessed a great battle here and knew very well what kind of place it had once been.
Leaving aside its terrible basic environment, its level of development had probably not even compared to the abandoned districts. Its only advantage had been the large number of drifters gathered there.
But how long had it been? The current Crimson Moon Mountain was no longer Crimson Moon Mountain at all. It was practically a living, breathing city, its prosperity nearly comparable to the urban district. Flying Transport Vehicles came and went everywhere, while martial artists filled the streets.
It was not only Xia Ling and Estina who were astonished. Even Lin