Time gradually passed, and before anyone realized it, it was already late at night.
Compared to the bustling allure of Lin'an City, the night scenery here was no less captivating.
However, amidst this glamorous night view, there was none of the hazy serenity of Lin'an City; instead, the air was filled with an ominous vibe, making everything feel incredibly oppressive.
At this moment, in the suburbs of the city, an old mold factory was brightly lit, clearly working overtime to meet some deadline. The sound of mold cutting echoed intermittently, reverberating through the wilderness of the suburbs, making it all the more eerie.
Amid the echoes of cutting sounds, a row of black off-road vehicles was parked outside this mold factory, lined up in a straight line. Under the blanket of the pitch-dark suburban night, they resembled a long black dragon, making a stunning impact.
"Zhenjiang"
