Once again, the northern district presented a different scenery. The streets were crowded with low shacks. Each shack looked like they were crammed with dozens of people at the minimum. The streets were flooded with sewage, and there were barely any dry ground in sight. He was wading through water chock-full of floating filth and emitting an overwhelming stench with every step he took. Fortunately, he was currently empowering himself with fortune. The filth either drifted away or brushed past him, never soiling his boots.0

When he was passing through a shack, a dozen or so small heads poked out from behind the door and watched him with curious, fearful eyes. The youngest child was holding a palm-sized beetle that was clearly missing a few bites’ worth of body parts. Luckily for the child, the beetle looked like it was roasted to an extent. There were also a woman lying on the floor, and two men sitting against the wall inside the shack. Looking at their appearance alone, it was impossible to say if they were...0