On a midsummer night, the bustling streets were filled with people taking their evening strolls, and their gazes were all drawn to a sexy beauty.
Some whispered among themselves, guessing if she was some celebrity, while others even pulled out flip phones to snap her picture.
Anna's delicate brows knitted slightly. This is bad. I'm attracting way too much attention.
The next second, she grabbed the towel that a middle-aged lady had used to dry her hair, wrapped it swiftly around her face, and quickened her pace through the crowd.
Leaving the bustling pedestrian street for a narrow alleyway, Anna's steps slowed. She began to ponder her escape. The Earth's surface is safe, but it's utterly foreign to me. If I want to find a way back to Abyss-Sea, I first have to get settled here. A legitimate identity is crucial. Fortunately, I have all the local memories, which will help me blend in.
