That night, in the eastern part of Lou Yue.
The starry night decorated the darkness with light, and the flat expanse of the desert was lit by incandescent lamps.
A massive kilometer-deep pit was encircled, like an encampment.
Barbed wire was raised to form the outermost perimeter, and countless firearms lurked like giant steel beasts around the camp.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of the wind continued, and even at night, bright searchlights swept the area like beams of light.
There were still flying devices with red and blue lights entering and exiting the secret realm. There were even warships crossing the skies, overlooking the earth like giant beasts from the starry sky.
Witnessing this scene, Selin, in the southeast corner of the camp, felt a bit introspective.
She squatted at the entrance of the tent, casually snatching a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from Yang Wudi next to her, and lit a cigarette for herself.
"This is what a powerful country looks like...."
