Early in the morning, Xu Huo walked out from the Supervision Department.
The sky outside was bright, but it was as if it wasn't, not only because the overly complex buildings blocked the sky, but also because severe environmental pollution made the sky gloomy and depressing, with rain and mist.
However, the morning was quieter than the evening, with normal people moving about.
Xu Huo sheltered under the Supervision Department's umbrella, ate a bowl of noodles by the roadside, and walked into a shop marked "Housing Rentals."
The woman guarding the shop wore heavy makeup. The makeup quality seemed poor; there were blotches of different shades on her face, and powder fell off when rubbed. Her eyes were dark as she yawned incessantly, indifferent to incoming customers, tossing a worn booklet at him.
"Crossed out houses are rented out, find one yourself, prices are listed."
