Su Mo followed the signs and left. As soon as he stepped out of the airport exit, enthusiastic solicitors approached him.
"Sir, take my car, it's cheap and clean."
"Sir, my car is new."
...
Su Mo kept waving them off and passed through the crowd of eager solicitors. According to the guide he found, he could take a shuttle bus across the airport.
After a bit of effort, Su Mo finally reached the opposite side of the airport.
There were old buses parked haphazardly, with people selling tickets manually in front of each.
Su Mo frowned slightly, feeling something was off. Shouldn't this city be at least mid-level in Zone Y? Why were the public facilities so poor?
If it wasn't for the occasional flying car overhead, he would've doubted if he had traveled back in time.
It seemed as if the Federation's glory hadn't shone here.
As he pondered, a cow leisurely walked past Su Mo, making the corners of his mouth twitch involuntarily.
