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Amber and the others could only frown and show disgusted expressions at their first sight of the Slums. Cora was relatively better off since she had gone through Istrone, but that didn't prevent her from feeling the need to take a bath.

The Slums were too different from the city or the training camps. They didn't have cleaning robots or normal hygienic standards. Everything was dirty, and the air also felt muddy.

Of course, everything was different for Khan. The short time spent in clean environments didn't make him forget what it was like in the past. He had also been on various battlefields, so the dirt, dampness, and general awful scent weren't an issue for him.

"Home sweet home," Khan laughed when he turned toward his companions and noticed their disgusted expressions.

"Did you really live in a place like this?" Amber couldn't refrain from asking.