Team 3A's room was on the twenty-third floor. The view was pretty good, and the room was beautiful too.
As soon as they stepped inside, they saw a huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the beautiful nightscape.
"God, they made this room so fancy, but they can't do anything about those tent camps by the city gates?"
Chen Xiaofei couldn't help complaining the moment he walked in.
Qin Luo inserted the key card and switched on the lights, instantly lighting up the room. "There's something seriously strange about this place."
Bai Shu made a circuit of the room first, checking repeatedly to make sure he hadn't found anything suspicious. "No cameras or bugs. It's safe."
Wang Weihu surveyed the room's furnishings and sighed. "So this is where all the money went."
Who knew what the person in charge of the City I base was thinking? The other three major bases focused on sheltering ordinary survivors and gave them priority for ordinary food supplies. Weapons, resources for raising ability levels, and the like went toward supporting ability users as fully as possible. Even strange-looking mutated people could find a way to survive.
The whole point was for everyone to coexist and work toward getting their normal lives back.
But here?
It wasn't that they couldn't understand why the infrastructure here lagged behind the three major bases. It was the utterly absurd way things were run that made everything feel like a mess.
The staff were timid too, always looking as though they wanted to say something but couldn't. Clearly, the person in charge had ordered them to keep quiet.
Xu Duoduo wandered around the suite. It was luxurious, with an enormous living room that looked more than spacious enough for their entire group to sleep in.
Qin Luo went into the smaller bedroom