Chapter 5: BACK TO OLD JOB
With 87 Arls in his pocket, Nash decided to walk toward the city center.
Although there were also some shops on Creek Street, it was unregulated, and the prices were unclear.
He might even encounter some hoodlums who would rob him once they saw he had money.
After walking a few kilometers, the buildings around him became taller and grander.
There were also people walking on the side of the road as vehicles passed by.
If not for their grim expressions as they hurried toward their work, Nash might have even thought this world wasn't living under the suppression of the Arlean Civilization.
Taking a deep breath, he went to a secluded part of a public fountain to wash his face.
Unfortunately, drinking from the fountain was impossible.
To prevent people like him from 'stealing' from the government, public water sources were laced with poison that only affected humans.
"Huh~" Feeling refreshed, he felt all his problems wash away.
"Just the clothes are too tattered..." Nash thought, looking at himself.