Inner City District.
The trackless train passed through a long, narrow tunnel, and the world outside suddenly opened up.
Unlike the dilapidated Lower City District, the streets of the Inner City District were spotless, and the sky was a transparent, brilliant blue, as if someone had polished it clean.
Even the old, worn-out train seemed considerably newer here.
Skyscrapers brimming with high-tech ambiance stood in dense clusters. 3D holographic advertisements rose and fell one after another, with a few priceless flying artifacts occasionally weaving between them. There were even personal flying artifacts zipping back and forth.
Separated by just a tunnel and a high wall, the Inner City District was like a different world from the other districts.
TSSS...
The disparity became even more obvious upon exiting the station.
