C366 The Whirlwind of the Banquet

A place like the hospital was like a crematorium built specifically for money. Every day, countless patients would bring their money in cars and carry it in bundles, then push it into the raging furnace. Above the roof of the entire hospital were red tongues of flame and black smoke and dust.

However, Ann Qianxi didn't really care about this.

The stage of the exhibition was pitch-black