Walking through the streets of Angora City, Michael saw more and more automobiles riding on the roads. It wasn't just the Reborn taxis that were present, there were also more private vehicles—cars that people bought for themselves.
But just like his people said, the need for automobiles was now at an all-time high. Michael thought it was because of the Golden Road and its interconnectedness, but maybe the rapidly spreading religion of the Iron Maiden had something to do with it as well.
As he enhanced his hearing through the [Wax Moth Ears] spell, it allowed him to hear a pin drop from a hundred meters away.
"That's right ladies and gentlemen. A metallic divine woman showed Herself that day, saving the people of the Grafted Cluster from the clutches of the evil Flarecorp!"
One man with his face painted like that of the metallic woman and wearing just a cube of metal with holes for his arms and legs, preached to a group of citizens walking through the plaza.
"Woah…"
"Amazing…"
