Live with Flair!
The car sped along, compressing the air and emitting a series of sharp whistles.
Yet Zhao Yunhai felt no excitement over his actions that transcended the laws of the past.
On the contrary, he hoped to receive a signal indicating the existence of "survivors" in the coming days, but he knew... it was just his own wishful thinking, a fool's dream.
The short 5-kilometer service road was quickly completed by old Zhao, and as soon as he exited, he saw the "toll" booth familiar to every Chinese citizen.
"Welcome to FC Town"
The huge white letters on the sign atop the booth stood out, but in today's world, those words "welcome" had become so ironic and thought-provoking.
Perhaps due to being in the town, the situation at this booth was not as tragic as when leaving the "city." Though traces of blood and vehicles could still be seen, overall it was relatively "stable."
