Whether it’s the heavy fog spreading over the banks of the Thames with a Europa-like architectural complex.

They are still those bell and spire houses that were originally built in Roman style but have rusted and lost the flavor of time over the years.

Jiang Menghan was walking among them with a pure English book "Atlas Shrugged" in his hand, and his cool and elegant temperament seemed to be integrated into this steampunk city-state.

When she arrived at the sewer entrance.

Then he silently put the book aside in the middle of the pipe where no one noticed.

Only the micro-drone hidden in the subtle corners scanned this picture.

The entrance to the sewer may be covered with moss and chalk deposited in the ocean because of the seawater poured in from time to time by the Lost Sea, as if it was stained with the marks of time.

Jiang Menghan didn't pay attention to the dirt around the sewer.

She just has a cold temper, but she doesn't have the pretentiousness of a so-called eldest lady.

at the same time.

The pocket watch carried by the girl also flashed a glimmer of light:

[Artemis—Refraction]

Three seconds.
Chapter completed!