Chapter 650
The streets are lit with neon lights, and different songs are playing on every corner.
Bars, restaurants, and late-night entertainment of anything one desires line the streets, with towering skyscrapers high above stacking hundreds of floors into the air.
I follow the flow of people to fit in, making my way into one of the largest nightclubs in this small portion of the city.
Rhythmic beats compete with the loud noises of laughter, cheers, clapping, and dancing, while I'm hit with a heavy air pressure shift of pure mana as I walk through the doors.
It's easily five times as dense with mana in here, making for an exhilarating rush for the average citizen once they're inside.
Tables filled with bright-colored drinks, bottles on fire, and private dancers fill my vision as I walk through the crowds of people, using my inspect skill to follow the trail of money and power as best I can.
Most of the people in this club are over level 100, meaning they most likely earn far more than the average citizen dungeon diving. However, the main floor is filled with level 100-250 hunters and some well-dressed unawakened businessmen. All of the C-Grade and above migrate toward the back of the club, where the private rooms are.
I approach and see a woman in tight clothing with shots of drinks and bright neon-glowing pills walking around, offering samples to all the parties entering the private lounge area.
Many hunters take them down in a single gulp, as well as the unlabeled pills, and their eyes dilate, their smiles growing as they move through the privately sectioned-off portion of the club.