Su Que came to the pavilion and picked up the phone hanging on the telephone.

She struggled to remember the awkward string of numbers in the depths of her memory.

To be honest, she originally remembered the serial number very well, smoother than her own name, but she was easy to forget after a long time, so now she stumbles when she remembers.

Su Que tried to press a few numbers and dialed the number she remembered.

There was a buzz of waiting on the other side of the phone, and Su Que was not in a hurry, just holding the microphone and waiting patiently here.

"Hello, this is customer service Bai Qi, who are you looking for?"

The phone was finally connected, and a sweet mechanical female voice came from there.

What she said seemed to be tightly organized, but she just said that it was customer service Bai Qi, but she did not clearly indicate which group belonged to the customer service.

"Hello, I'm looking for the person in charge of Cheng."

Su Que said according to the routine.

She remembered the next sentence.

Sure enough, there was a quick response on the other side of the phone.

"Hello dear guests, this is the Paradise Division (Phone Booth Traffic Bureau), please enter the number of the place you want to arrive."

Su Que pressed the number "38" on the telephone.

"Ding, you're ready, I wish you a great trip!"

The mechanical female voice said in her unchanging tone.

Then, the phone was hung up.

Su Que put down the telephone and stood quietly in place.

That is, at the same moment when the phone hung up, the light above Su Que's head went out "poof", and in the darkness around him, he could only see the red light on the standby phone.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, the four iron walls of the phone booth glowed in the darkness, and blue handwriting faintly appeared on them.

Su Que saw the blue characters scrolling and flashing from left to right:

1.DE Group

2. Make money in the supermarket

3. Municipal Prosecutor's Office

4. Qinchuan Forensic Clinic

5. City Hall – Harry Place

……

Because it was dark all around, the light of the handwriting was very conspicuous, and Su Que saw that the words were quickly lit up to "38. Huahuo Road" and then stopped shining down, only those bright words were still flickering.

"Poof."

The lamp above Su Que's head turned on suddenly, the words on the wall disappeared, the four walls returned to their original metal texture, and the narrow telephone booth around them did not seem to have changed even the slightest bit of turbid air.

Su Que turned around and opened the door of the phone booth.

The bustling crowds of people around the streets, men, women, and children walked down the street with happy smiles on their lips, and a different road at the end led to a narrow street, and everything around it was very different from the street she had entered.

- Sure enough, the business of the Elysium is still the same as before, fast and good.

Since the collapse of the end of Vientiane, Elysium, as an independent force, naturally did not collapse with it, but followed the survivors to the end of the second account.

In fact, it originally wanted to take root in the end of the second account, but the key is that the end of the second account is not stupid - doing business on my land, and the survivors have all gone to you, so how can I kill them and maintain my survival?

Therefore, in this case, since the beginning of the end of the world, the second account of the end of the world has begun to vigorously exclude the existence of Elysium.

In order to avoid the suppression of the second account's apocalypse, Paradise chose to escape into the virtual, take root in the virtual, and began to support a small world that can also grow in the virtual, trying to devour the second account's apocalypse through it.

This is the reason why the third end of the world that killed Su Que in the future will take office again.

The future aside, this is now the new mode of transportation in the Elysium transportation industry - the "mobile phone booth".

All the telephone booths scattered along the streets are actually a large blessing tool, and if it were not controlled by Elysium, it would normally be an ordinary place to make calls, but the design is a little strange, there are no windows and only lights to illuminate.

When a survivor in need of a ride enters the phone booth, he dials a number designated by Paradise to reach customer service, and crosses the code with the customer service, saying "Hello, I'm looking for the person in charge of the trip." After this sentence, the intelligent customer service of Paradise will understand that this is a passenger who wants to take a ride.

At this point, he only needs to enter the number of the place he wants to go to, and he can get to the phone booth near this place.

The moment the bulb goes out is the moment you start to rotate from the phone booths, and the handwriting on the surrounding walls represents the station you have passed, and when the handwriting is lit to the place you are going, the lights will come on, and you just need to walk out of the phone booth.

As for the person in charge of Cheng in that code, no one knows who it is, maybe it was some executive of the Department of Bliss Transportation - but it didn't matter.

Su Que walked on the street, because he had just come out of the company, he did not change out of his high-end suit, so he was particularly conspicuous walking on the street at this time.

As soon as the people on both sides of the street saw his face, they hurriedly bowed and smiled, and greeted Su Que respectfully.

Su Que glanced at the smiling face that was forced, and felt that the previous president was really a pervert.

He presumably for some purpose made a lot of strange rules in the city, including the clause that "everyone except the members of the group must have a smile on their faces", and the offender is the death penalty, because there is no prison here, and there is only one type of penal punishment.

- I don't know why the president is so keen on killing.

Because of Su Que's existence, a group of people quickly bowed down on the street, they hunched their waists, carried their backs, and put their hands in front of them, looking extremely humble.

In addition to the locals, there are also many people who have passed through.

Because they are newcomers, they are very confused about the situation in front of them, or they simply can't figure out what is going on.

There are also some exciting points among them, even if they don't understand the current situation, they know the importance of conformity, and when they saw that there was a bend in front of them, they hurriedly bent down to the thin and tall handsome man in the middle.

But this is only a minority, and most of them are still standing there in confusion, looking at the black pressure of the head and feeling at a loss.

Su Que frowned, he didn't expect that his coming out would have such a big impact, there are so many people here, and those who don't bend down are afraid that it will be miserable.

Sure enough, before Su Que could open his mouth to settle the matter, there was a sudden "squeaky quack" movement from the ground, and Su Que felt that the ground seemed to tremble, and something was squirming underground, as if it would come out in the next second.

The crowd in front of them began to show frightened expressions, but they were all bent over and no one left the place, and the newcomers standing behind finally realized that something seemed to be wrong, and they slowly moved back.

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