"Do you have any idea who that was?"
"Sequence Number 15! Lord Sequence Number 2's right-hand man! With your looks, you think he'd even glance your way?"
"Damn it!"
...
Let's not mention the discussions about Arthur's identity and the ensuing disturbances for now.
Arthur walked out of the crowd, his Soul-Armored slowly merging into his body. Knowing his direction, Arthur strolled towards a particular location.
「Half an hour later.」
The cacophony of voices and the sounds of bargaining assaulted Arthur's ears. He had arrived at the flea market. It was an organically formed marketplace in the outer city zone of the Yanjing Assembly Site where ordinary people gathered, and also where Scavengers sold their finds.
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