It was as if the floor above didn't exist, and neither did the eleventh floor.
Because Golden City is shaped like a cone, the lower floors are larger, and the higher you go, the smaller each floor becomes.
By the time one reaches the eleventh floor, the area is roughly two-fifths less.
Upon entering the eleventh floor, Mu Rufeng was greeted by an appetizing aroma.
The central plaza was filled with food stalls offering all manner of treats.
With regular intervals, each snack stand presented a different variety of food, all neatly arranged.
The entire surrounding wall was lined with a multitude of shops.
Clearly, there was an abundance and variety of food here.
Although the eleventh floor didn't have as many Abnormalities as the first floor, it was still quite bustling with activity.
He guessed there must be tens of thousands of people here.
Glancing at the time, he saw it was about half-past twelve.
Obviously, it was lunchtime, which explained the crowded scene.
