The building Xu Feng found himself in was far from a typical home. It was an aged dormitory structure, one reserved for staff or teachers in what seemed to be an abandoned compound.
Located on the outskirts of a city—his former city—that appeared to have suffered the brunt of an apocalyptic event, this old building was a blatant contrast to the lush landscapes and orderly compounds he had grown accustomed to in Donghua.
His journey to understanding this unfamiliar world began on the top floor, which happened to be the fourth floor of the building. From this vantage point, he had a commanding view of the surrounding area, including the city beyond. The compound's desolation struck him as an eerie evidence to the world's downfall.
With a cautious and thorough search of the building, Xu Feng assessed its safety. His keen eyes didn't miss the disconcerting sight of bloodstains in a room on the third floor.
