Moss continued to stretch underfoot, in the mist-filled space, amid the cracked and shattered roads, hundreds of cars were jammed together, most reduced to black shells.
Some of them still retained a dirt-yellow tint from before time aged them, with a worn-out sign on the roof and some black lettering on the door.
"TAXI... Taxis, huh. This should be a city in either Europe or the United States?"
Lin Yue looked at the outlines of tall buildings shrouded in thick fog on both sides of the road, speculating about the specific location of this special Secret Realm.
The special Ancient Secret Realm Gates always lead to places extremely rich in resources, whether it was that island before or later in Paris, it was the same.
He had garnered quite a lot of resources in the last two adventures, and this time, it seemed not bad either.
At least these taxis in front of him could provide quite a lot of resources.
