The Picturesque Girl

The black color was usually not easily noticeable, especially in the midst of thin fog.

Yet this black car was easily noticed because it was different from the discarded vehicles by the streets. It looked new, meaning that it had been maintained carefully on a regular basis.

The girl who had just walked out from the black car looked new as well, including the dress with embroidered small flowers she wore and the umbrella in her hands.

She looked like a doll that had just been produced in the factory, giving off fresh and eerie energy.

"The remnants here have been insulated under the crust of the plateau and preserved pretty well. Of course, it has gone through restorations for many years. These vehicles are all manufactured recently."

The voice of the girl was very calm, devoid of any emotion, like the umbrella in her hands that didn't ruffle in the least in the wind.

The umbrella blocked her face.