The next day—
Ma Qianxiu left the inn and began exploring Great River City.
After spending some time wandering through its streets, he had to admit something.
This city was truly magnificent.
In terms of scale and grandeur, it was more impressive than any city he had seen in the Central Glorious Continent.
However, there was something different about this place.
The atmosphere was filled with tension and despair. Most people seemed to have no hope in their eyes.
He had underestimated just how far humanity had been pushed back by the Great Disasters.
Unlike him, who viewed this place as nothing more than a temporary destination, perhaps not even a real world, the people living here had nowhere else to go.
This was their home.
They had lost countless cities, watched their loved ones die, and lived under the constant threat of the Great Disasters.
And no one knew how much longer they could survive.
