Cha Cha passed through the red façade and entered the city. I couldn't see anyone alive all the way. In other words, the living are kept in hard cages. The smell of disinfectant water fills the air. Little Q-shaped aircraft floated around the city, pouring pungent liquid over and over again.

"Honor...

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