In the afternoon, the torrential rain gradually ceased.
Guo Kaichen folded his umbrella and slid it into the side pocket of his backpack.
The highway that stretched across the wasteland had been built decades ago with assistance from Yin Country to Chicken Snake Country. However, after the new government took office, the relationship between the two countries quickly froze, and such assistance was terminated.
He had been walking for the better part of the day and, from time to time, could see the discarded belongings of the wretched citizens on the road, mostly useless summer clothing and empty food packaging.
He had set out from Kongse City in the early morning, heading on foot toward the Heavenly Fallen Objects Shelter in the outskirts, an area he had explored with drones a few weeks earlier.
