The river was wide, and the bridges crisscrossed.
Vehicles came and went, traversing through, the distant city seeming as if it had sprung from the rivers.
Tall buildings stood densely, floor-to-ceiling windows reflecting the twilight glow of the setting sun.
Occasionally, personal helicopters could be seen landing on the tops of select skyscrapers, and the neon lights of major corporate towers were particularly eye-catching.
"Suo Jia City...."
Cao Tong and his group were silently amazed, feeling as if this place was worlds apart from Pula City.
One side was the backward old era of technology, the other was the bustling modernity akin to Chi Country's metropolises.
"Suo Jia City's location is unique, with numerous corporate conglomerates, many gangs, and a mixed crowd."
"Many from small countries also come here for work...."
The black business car crossed the bridge and entered the city.
