No. 3, Slanting Long Pipe Street.
The home of Banning, "Black Prison."
After Qin Ran killed him, he had obtained his address in the Giant City.
The street before him was narrow and rough, covered in loose stones and broken bricks that left its surface uneven. Without leather boots, walking on it would have been painfully hard on the soles of his feet.
But even with leather boots on, he had to watch his step.
Pools of black, foul-smelling water dotted the street. One careless step could send him sprawling.
Qin Ran placed the tips of his boots on the jutting edges of stones and broken bricks, moving like a bird skimming over water as he swiftly and steadily reached a low building.
It appeared to be a small, two-story building with no courtyard or corridor. Its front door opened directly onto the street.
However, more than half of its first floor had sunk below ground, making the whole building look only a story and a half tall.
Entering it would require walking down a flight of steps.
Qin Ran looked up at the eaves above the first floor. Made entirely of wood, they sloped in a curve and were covered in dark green moss. They looked ready to collapse at any moment.
Qin Ran had no idea how the system assigned rooms to players.
But he could not bring himself to like the one before him.
Just looking at it gave him a damp, clammy feeling.
Combined with the stench from the street, it made Qin Ran deeply uncomfortable.
So he quickened his movements.
He pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Then Qin Ran froze.
Everything inside was far beyond his expectations.
There was no furniture, decoration, books, or anything else one might expect to find in a