The Revival of the Red Fan District

Hippo Ancient City, Red Fan District—the wreckage and ruins were vanishing at speed.

In their place rose a thirty-story skyscraper, built entirely from Cockroach Race condensate reinforced with Gray Dwarves iron bars. Its whole body was made of transparent quartz glass; beneath the sunlight, it gleamed like a brilliant golden mirror, majestic beyond compare with what had stood here before.

Especially at the top of the building, the six enormous words "Li Ziran Beauty Salon" contained a burning array, sizzling as it burned and flickered without cease, truly imposing and extraordinary.

Centered on Li Ziran Beauty Salon, a chain of pink six-story buildings extended outward, all painted with hearts, forming an industrial chain for ladies.

At this moment, quite a few ladies had already taken their places and begun taking on business.

In just one week, the Red Fan District had completed a tremendous leap from ruins to revival.

Laughter and playful shouts filled the streets. Travelers admired ladies of every peerless grace, while before the gates of the sole Slave-Catching Group, a large crowd of slave catchers stood in line filling out application forms.

The entire street teemed with people, looking for all the world like a bustling market day.

Li Ziran Beauty Salon had not yet officially opened, but word of all its beauty and modification services had already flown across the entire Red Fan District.

Passersby stared eagerly at the quartz-glass building, hoping to be among the first to replace their organs with high-quality ones.

At such a time, no one paid attention to the bench along this bustling avenue, where a human sat with one leg crossed over the other, savoring the oily green juice he had just purchased.

He was Li Ziran, the controller of this street.

His pale hand flipped over a promotional poster.