Secret Phoenix City's Lower City District, home to lower-income civilians, is filled with buildings mostly old and dated, reflecting styles from a decade or even two decades ago. Crowded and bustling, it's also the breeding ground for some crimes, though not as exaggerated as the Blank District in Messer City.
After nightfall, there are still quite a few pedestrians on the streets.
In a dimly lit alley, ghostly light flickers as Tang Qi slowly emerges under the glow of a streetlight.
His gaze fixes on a nine-story building across the way, its brick and stone structure covered with patches of moss, its fire escape corroded.
"Black Sweater Street, number twenty-one, along with a dozen nearby buildings, is owned by the same company specializing in rentals. The tenants are mostly laborers, lower-level white-collar workers, and folks who've come to the big city to make their mark."
As this data flits through his mind, Tang Qi steps into the building.
