"What the...?! This!" Chu Bamboo stared, dumbfounded, at the video Nuwa No. 17 was displaying of the shantytown's periphery.
'Since when were there cameras near the shantytown? And even putting aside the massive changes over there, the density of cameras elsewhere...'
"Compared to last time, it's at least tripled!" Chu Bamboo observed, his expression gradually turning serious.
Before, the cameras basically only monitored the wealthy districts and the area around the Government Office. But now, they were installed at nearly every important intersection.
As seen on camera, the work uniforms of the shantytown laborers had become much thicker and more durable.
And the workers were no longer the skin and bones they used to be, looking as if they could drop dead from exhaustion at any moment... though their eyes were just as lifeless, like a crowd of walking dead.
"Hm?" Chu Bamboo's gaze suddenly froze on one of the video feeds.
