As the two flying transport vehicles docked at the skyport of the Red Moon Building, Fan Yaoguang and his group stepped out, their eyes scanning the entirety of Red Moon Town, each face revealing a look of astonishment.
"So many people?" Fan Yaoguang gazed at the crowded streets below the mountain, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He initially thought that there wouldn't be many survivors living in this Pure Land, but he didn't expect that the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's base, Red Moon Town, would have at least several million people at a glance.
This population is two or three times larger than that of the Sky Dome Shelter.
"Are there many people?" Yiye Fuyun, seeing Fan Yaoguang's surprise, said indifferently, "Our Red Moon Town only has a few million people. Compared to neighboring cities with tens of millions, it's quite small."
"Cities with tens of millions of people?" Fan Yaoguang couldn't help but ask, "Just how many people are there here?"
