With the blowing wind, Octo was landed on the first floor, where the population thrived the most out of all the circles.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Nimuk landed on the ground of the third floor, where the number of luxury shops reduced significantly, while those with more strength in their arms grew in number. This was also the circle where most people came to relax.
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"The teleportation circle? I think I've heard of that place before, but I don't know much about it," was the answer Henry got from one of the shopkeepers he asked on the street.
"What the hell? Haven't they lived their whole lives here? So how do they not know something like the teleportation circle—the literal place that brings travelers here?" With that complaint, Henry walked away.
"Isn't there anyone in this place who knows about this stuff?" Once back in the street, he looked around again, only to see a sight he didn't expect—it was a newspaper hut.
