On a midsummer night, the bustling streets were filled with people taking evening strolls, and now their gazes were all drawn to a sexy beauty.
Some whispered, guessing if she was a celebrity, and some even pulled out flip phones to snap her picture.
Anna's delicate brows knitted slightly—this was bad, she was attracting way too much attention.
The next second, she grabbed the towel a middle-aged lady had used to help dry her hair, wrapped it swiftly around her face, and quickened her pace through the crowd.
Leaving the bustling pedestrian street for a narrow alleyway, Anna's steps slowed. She started pondering her escape options. The Earth's surface was safe, but utterly foreign to her.
If she wanted to find a way back to Abyss-Sea, first she had to get settled here—a legitimate identity was crucial. Fortunately, she had access to all the local memories, which helped her blend in.
