C1792 Waste Street

"Sorry, our Second Squad's living quarters are at capacity. You'll have to make do here for the time being..."

Ryan halted abruptly and gestured toward a ramshackle building before him, his voice icy.

Feng Yixiu glanced at the decrepit structure. It looked as if it hadn't been touched in decades, reeking of decay, with tattered spider webs strewn about.

"Ryan