Chasing Light City, over a hundred kilometers away at Red Moon Mountain.
The midday sun had just set, and the majestic peak standing by a lakeside seemed like an island in a golden ocean, breathtaking and like a paradise on earth.
On the single large bridge leading to this isolated peak, it was jam-packed with all kinds of vehicles.
Apart from the most common large tricycles, there were various transport trucks, even including rare hover sports cars not often seen in the suburbs.
At the top of Red Moon Mountain, over two thousand meters high, an open-air plaza had been temporarily set up, now gathering over three thousand people. Moreover, people were continuously arriving from the foot of the mountain, creating a bustling scene no less lively than the Phosphorus Fire Trading Market.
"There are indeed quite a few gangs here this time."
