The pedestrians in Stronghold 108 were all rapidly walking down the street. There were no signs of prosperity in this place anymore. Instead, a depressing atmosphere had set in.
Some noodle shops on the sides of the streets were already closed for the night. A lot of people were lining up in jewelry shops to purchase gold bars. However, the price of gold in the stronghold was already skyrocketing.
Military vehicles often drove past on the roads, as if the atmosphere of war was still not distinct enough.
A curfew had already been implemented in the stronghold. After 10 PM, any pedestrians found on the street would get sent to the Public Order Division to be detained without room for negotiation.
In peacetime, the stronghold residents liked relying on “connections” to get things done. If someone committed a misdemeanor, everything would be alright if they could find an acquaintance to sort out the matter. But it was different now. It would be tough for those who got sent the Public Order Division to get out until after the war was over.
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