The old streets are covered with a layer of historical yellow, and a corpse-like silence.
Luo Di has stayed in Carcerem, the ancient realm, for an entire week at the inn, finally able to walk out of the building to directly observe such a special domain that once belonged to the Prison Director.
Standing in the streets, Luo Di feels no sense of discord, it's less like visiting an alien civilization and more like going abroad on vacation.
"The architectural style here, the designs of various shops, the structures of houses are essentially no different from the Human World...
The speculation proposed by Morton might be correct. Earth, as an inconspicuous peripheral world, has no growth system, yet possesses exceptionally rich cultural development.
Perhaps Earth is a 'backup world' secretly created by the Prison Director, which is why the arm fell over, and thus it shares such a high degree of cultural commonality."
Luo Di leans against the nearest streetlight.
