"You're too kind."
After replying to the message, a meaningful, eerie smile appeared on Ren Zhong's face.
He shrugged, put on an Assassin's Creed costume, and walked out of Starfire Resources.
On the street, groups of Black Armored Warriors stood at the entrances of each street.
The ragged and numb expressions of the wastelanders carried large bundles as they emerged from their homes, converging towards the town's west gate like streams.
There was no weeping, nor heart-wrenching wailing, only the numbness of despair.
The sky inexplicably turned hazy, everything seemed to be viewed through frosted glass.
The once-thriving Starfire Town suddenly died.
The vast majority of the wastelanders instinctively glanced toward the White Wall when walking down the street.
They weren't looking at the Town Government Tower's location, but rather at Ren Zhong's Starfire Resources.
No one knew what they were thinking.
