Chapter 70: God doesn't care (asking for monthly ticket)

In the outskirts of Lundan, to the northwest.

The vehicle left the broad highway, turning into a secluded, tree-lined path, and continued for about fifty kilometers before a towering wall could be seen, embraced by mountain forests.

At all four corners of the wall stood watchtowers on high alert, with guards on duty twenty-four hours a day. Searchlights patrolled the night, making it resemble a heavily guarded prison.

After passing three checkpoints, one's view was filled with an ancient castle surrounded by dense woodlands, built from the timber and stone of nature itself, adorned with vegetation, giving it an appearance of integrating seamlessly with the natural environment.

The castle exuded the beauty of harmony with nature, and surrounding it were wooden villa cottages built subsequently, stretching out to form a villa community.