Chapter 170: Tickets

Century Amusement Park, built at the end of the last century, was once the largest amusement park in Weigang City, once had a certain reputation in Yubei Province, Fang Xiu was in Yubei Province when he was studying in college, he once accompanied his classmates to play here.

However, due to the construction of the new Wai Harbour Disneyland, coupled with the establishment of other large and small new parks such as Bay and Sea Waterfront Park, it completely fell into a trough, and after several years of support, it finally announced its closure two years ago.

When Fang Xiu stepped into here, the entire amusement park was pitch black, quiet, and full of shadows, like a ghost town.

Weeds are overgrown everywhere, vines are entangled in the original playground structure, and the fountain pool has long since dried up.

Discarded sculptures and spliced dolls sit on the side of the road, and a cartoon-painted amusement bus now sits rusty and striss-like garbage on the side of the road.

The evening breeze blew across the cement road, and a large number of fallen leaves floated and swirled, and at this time, Fang Xiu heard the wind chimes on the rotating coffee cup facility on the side also ringing.

The difference was very big from the last time Fang Xiu entered here.

Fang Xiu's impression was that although the atmosphere had begun to show at that time, it was still very lively, at least most of the amusement facilities were in operation, enthusiastic staff, noisy children, and couples holding hands.

The area here is very large, so there are still vehicles inside, and Fang Xiu also stirred up a lot of memories and pictures while walking.

Although only a few years have passed, for Fang Xiu, from his senses, decades have passed, and with the huge changes in the period, the memories here seem to be from the previous life.

Fang Xiu went straight all the way, through the ghostly concrete road and the huge fountain lake, and the arched bridge, directly in front of a large building in the depths.

The door was unlocked, as if someone had already entered.

"Woo squeak!" was followed by an old squeak.

However, at this time, all the lights inside the building were turned on.

But it's not the electric light.

It was a style of gas lamps that looked like they were in the early stages of industry in the last century, each shape was like a tumbler, and the handles on both sides were two big ears, and the gas lamps seemed to be burning their brains.

The lights jumped, and their bronze eyes, which looked like decorations, looked down covertly, observing the intruding Fang Xiu.

A look that tries hard not to be discovered, but can't help it.

"Someone's coming!"

"Someone's coming!"

"He's watching us!"

"What to do, what to do?"

"He seems to have found us!"

Alchemical gas lamps full of strange meanings floated above the dark ceiling, flickering lights jumping, one after the other, passing into the distance, illuminating the entire hall and the corridors behind.

As if guiding Fang Xiu's direction, telling him that he should go forward.

They were whispering, as if they didn't want Fang Xiu to hear it, or felt that Fang Xiu couldn't hear it, but this kind of divine language was only inaudible to ordinary people, as long as they were professionals, they could hear their conversation clearly.

But when ordinary people see this, I'm afraid they will already be frightened crazy.

Fang Xiu stretched out his hand, and directly saw an alchemy gas lamp being dragged down and falling into Fang Xiu's hands.

"Ahh

"He's found us!"

"Run!"

"Discovered!"

At the same time, the formations of all the alchemy gas lamps above were suddenly chaotic, as if they were frightened, like a group of frightened birds and beasts, making a sharp and panicked sound.

Fang Xiu didn't care about them, just carried the trembling alchemy gas lamp forward.

He was looking at this alchemy gas lamp, Fang Xiu shook it, this alchemy gas lamp trembled with fright, Fang Xiu's gaze passed through his body, but he didn't find the soul.

"It's not wisdom alchemy life!" As an intelligent creature, the first point it has is that it must have a soul, and without a soul, this thing is an empty shell.

Fang Xiu had just seen this thing, and he thought that he had seen the supreme meaning of alchemy, even surpassing the technology above the large-scale spatial projection technique and the mythical floating city, and the wisdom of alchemy life.

"Is it just running according to the set setting?" Fang Xiu glanced at it, and he roughly figured out that compared to the wisdom alchemy life, this thing was much more ordinary, just an ordinary toy.

However, Fang Xiu could basically see from the weird puppets, tumbler alchemy gas lamps, and space witchcraft that that time traveler Gerald was probably an alchemist.

And he is definitely an alchemist beyond imagination, and he is not comparable to the one who entered the initiation in the otherworldly broadcast.

The building was littered with dust and mess, glass shattered, tables and chairs overturned, and old billboards with yellowed paper and blurred handwriting.

There are some discarded debris piled up on the front desk, and a ram doll, and a poster of a stage play called Snow White is plastered on the wall, half of which has fallen off.

Fang Xiu moved forward little by little, as if he already knew the goal, passed through the two corridors, and went up to the second floor.

When he arrived here, a figure began to appear, and under the dim light of the alchemy gas lamp, there was a puppet with a high hat standing behind the ticket counter, exactly the same as the one Fang Xiu had encountered before.

Fang Xiu's eyes flickered, and he immediately saw that on its forehead, there was a peculiar symbol, representing 20.

"Give me a ticket!" Fang Xiu said as he stood in front of the ticket counter and looked at the top hat puppet.

The high-hat puppet glanced at Fang Xiu, the corners of his mouth curled, and he didn't speak.

But he stretched out his hand, and the arm swinging mechanically, from the void, slowly pulled out something that looked like a card, on which was a figure hidden in a black robe, and behind him was a burning flame, which was extremely mysterious.

He respectfully and gentlemanly handed it to Fang Xiu, Fang Xiu took it, looked at the front, and then looked at the back, it was a complex alchemy style, with dense runes on it, which also confirmed Fang Xiu's guess that Gerald should be an alchemist.

At the same time, there is also a line of words, elegant and chic.

"The magician who deceives the world!"

"Great Gerald!"

Fang Xiu glanced at it and understood, this should be the ticket, and the introduction on it should be the show that Gerald was going to perform, or the glory he once had.

"Alchemy dolls, life alchemy gas lamps, space witchcraft, let me see if there is anything worth looking forward to below!"

Fang Xiu took this ticket and walked inside.