In the darkness, a light flickers, drawing spiderweb-like lines that stretch into deeper darkness. Following this, the vision becomes clear.
Water drips drop by drop onto the ruins, heavy rebar exposed with rust blotches. A ray of dawn light shines through the broken walls, illuminating the narrow underground scene.
The air is filled with the smell of something burning, a faint gasoline scent mixed with mustiness lingering at Xu Xiaoyou's nose.
Xu Xiaoyou noticed several cautious eyes hiding in the shadows observing her, and as she began to move, the crouched figures scattered away.
Those people looked like refugees of war, bearing the scars of battle here and there. They bled blue blood.
An inexplicable feeling of familiarity arose, and as she gazed around, many images flashed through Xu Xiaoyou's mind.
"This is Skyline City."
Bai Youyou's voice sounded at the right moment.
"It truly exists. The Oasis merely reflected it."
