Ten Warehouse Rice City.
Inside the city.
Shangguan Yingxue looked at the towering building before her and felt an inexplicable sense that something was off.
An extremely faint smell of rust hung in the air.
It was as though someone had used air freshener to cover up a murder scene.
Before coming to this survival world, she had been a police officer and had seen quite a few death scenes.
So she was particularly sensitive to this smell.
And upon arriving outside this building, Shangguan Yingxue became completely certain that the rusty smell was coming from here.
"This place..."
She stopped, hesitation on her face.
The white-clad figure leading them turned around and looked at Shangguan Yingxue with a smile.
"What is it, honored Train Conductor?"
Shangguan Yingxue took two steps back. She had not paid much attention earlier, but now, for some reason, she kept feeling that the expressions on these white-clad figures' faces did not look like anything humans could display.
So fake...
"I just remembered something. I left something on the train that I need to get. So... go inside first. I'll be there soon."
With that, she turned to leave.
But just then.
The smile on the leading white-clad figure's face vanished.
It raised an arm and fired a firework into the sky.
Large numbers of white-clad figures rushed over from every direction.
They all had varying degrees of mechanical prosthetics across their bodies.
In an extremely short time, the group was surrounded.
"W-what are you doing?! We're your city lord's guests!"
Someone still failed to grasp the situation and actually said something that foolish.
Shangguan Yingxue frowned deeply, gripping her longbow as she recalled Zhao Lin's refusal to get off the train not long ago.
Had she already noticed something was wrong back then?
"Honored