Xu Shu buckled his belt and adjusted his collar, then strutted out of the entrance of the Golden Treasure Mountain Mine Office and walked back the way he had come.
The area was exceptionally quiet, with the shops along the street all shuttered.
Following his memory, he took a few turns and entered the main road. Not far off, the sign for Home Inn was faintly visible.
However, Xu Shu found this place a bit different from what he had imagined.
Based on what he had seen the previous night, he estimated the town's population to be around fifty thousand. It should have been bustling in the morning.
Yet, the expected scene of vendors yelling and bustling crowds was nowhere to be seen.
Looking around, there were very few pedestrians. He did see a few men hurriedly carrying large and small bags, rushing to squeeze onto a bus that was already full, stirring up dust along the roadside as it departed.
Where was even a hint of last night's "paradise on the wasteland"?
