Was this the secret gathering place of the Rebels?
Carrying a heavy oil canister filled with orange-red palm oil, Leon blended in with other Rebel procurement members and entered an old warehouse on Patriot Street in groups.
What appeared before Leon was not a dusty, dim warehouse packed with miscellaneous goods, but a lush, green valley dotted with numerous low buildings. Many people were bustling back and forth on the dirt paths they had dug by hand, busily preparing something.
Realizing something was off, he quickly took a deep breath, then pretended as if carrying the oil canister had exhausted him. Taking advantage of the moment he switched the canister to his other shoulder, he glanced around the surroundings.
Every other direction looked normal, with nothing to help ascertain his location, but in the northwest of the valley, a towering "7"-shaped giant tower could be vaguely seen in the clouds.
