If you want to say that the original owner of the body left something most precious...

Lyndon would answer without hesitation, it was his wealth.

As an outsider, the original owner was able to easily rent a house that was not too small and left a considerable balance.

It can be said,

The reason why Linden can quickly adapt to life in Loft City is closely related to his wealth level.

Two silver coins can probably support the coachman and his family for half a month.

"Remember to call me before sunset."

…

After resting throughout the day, Linden felt that his energy was almost restored.

Without sufficient energy, you cannot use the Black Dream Space.

That's why he rested on the rickshaw.

Now facing the spirit body, the black dream space is his only means of check and balance.

The longer the black dream space can be maintained, the stronger the confidence will be.

You can’t count on Jana in your bag, right?

This little girl,

He himself is still an unstable factor.

Linden was holding a bag in one hand and holding the kerosene lamp he had received from the coachman in the other, and stood in front of the red warehouse door that Antar mentioned.

The red paint can't hide the rust of the iron sheet. As the driver said, no one has taken care of the old dock on East Street for a while.

Abandoned industrial materials are scattered all over the dock, mixed with clumps of grass, highlighting the desolation of the land.

Like the rest of Loft City, the Old Pier is unlit at night.

In the boundless darkness, only the kerosene lamp in his hand was emitting light.

as well as,

On the top of a tower not far away, searchlights were still shining toward the ocean.

Although it is unknown who still maintains the tower and what significance this searchlight has for the abandoned dock.

He adjusted his mind, temporarily placed the kerosene lamp on the ground, and held his strength to push open the warehouse door.

Suddenly,
Chapter completed!