Pripyat, a name Perfikot whimsically chose, is not unfamiliar to most people in the Northern Territory.
After all, the vast majority of industrial equipment or products produced in the Northern Territory are often labeled with this name to indicate their place of origin.
As the train merely approached this city, the scene Perfikot saw before her eyes underwent a dramatic change.
The snow accumulating alongside the railroad clearly turned gray-black, and the distant city sky also appeared light gray, as if shrouded by clouds.
But in reality, those were not clouds, but industrial waste gas pollution emitted by factories.
Containing a large amount of dust and pollutants, the sky was dyed gray, and the falling dust covering the snow also turned its color to gray-black.
"How many years has it been, and the pollution is more severe than Langton! Are these factory owners so aggressive?" Observing the pollution before her, Perfikot couldn't help but frown.
