About an hour later, the sun had completely set. Only when night had fallen did the convoy finally arrive at the real Dawn City.
Bai Ye was stunned after just one glance.
"Is this fucking a city from another era??"
After seeing the decay of Satellite City, he had actually stopped expecting much from Dawn City. But then...
A flood of neon surged beneath the night sky. Giant advertising screens covered entire building facades, displaying several young women dressed like girl-group idols, dancing wildly in skimpy outfits.
The streets flickered amid the neon frenzy, as though they had fallen into an electronic psychedelic show that would never end.
The pedestrians were like living performance art installations. Their leather trench coats were studded with sharp spikes, while beneath their ripped fishnet stockings, the surfaces of their mechanical limbs had been spray-painted in gradients of fluorescent orange and cobalt blue.
"Everyone, welcome to... Dawn City!!" Gao Bancheng parked the vehicle outside a luxurious hotel.
Multicolored neon flashed over the fat man as he laughed and gave everyone a sincere, enthusiastic welcome.
Led by Gao Bancheng, the group entered the hotel known as the Floating Gold Pavilion.
A banquet seemed to be underway in the splendid, golden hall. Gentlemen in suits and leather shoes mingled everywhere with ladies in lavish evening gowns.
The attendants wore finely tailored black tailcoat vests, their white shirts crisp as frost. Carrying trays and drinks, they weaved through the crowd.
It made Bai Ye and the others feel as though they had traveled through time into a world called high society.
Li You looked at the guests' clothes, then lowered his head to look at his own ragged outfit. He could not help shrinking into himself.
The inferiority of a Wastelander was carved into one's bones.
Bai