On the vast Cat Island, Julio walked slowly down the Street of Centipedes, observing the dense shops on both sides.
The electric lights in the shops lit up the entire street without a trace of darkness. The street was bustling with traffic, and the air was filled with the sounds of hustle and bustle. The busy crowd attended to their own affairs.
A giant long beetle, carrying all sorts of goods, slowly walked past him.
Looking at the collected centipedes harvested on the backs of the beetles, Julio knocked on their hard backs with his hand, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
The damage caused by the death ray on Cat Island had begun to mostly recover, and the once lifeless Cat Island had become lively again.
Julio couldn't help but feel proud of his wise decisions in the past.
