When night falls, the highways that are hidden in the daylight light up one by one, like countless colorful streams. The crisscrossing of streams adds a dreamlike beauty to an already splendid city.

At the end of the century, the construction of the highway adopts the principle of light levitation, and the suspension effect created by light pressure can ensure the normal driving of vehicles along the predetermined route.

Another advantage of light levitation compared to magnetic levitation is that at night, people can distinguish roads with different colors of light, without the need for street lighting or navigation equipment. This all-road color code is more popular with drivers than navigators, and they can find their way exactly with colored lights along the way, and they can avoid dozing off during the drive.

But what does the light suspension highway that spans the air and connects the east, west, north and south, and the vehicles driving on it have to do with Hai Ge? He didn't plan to continue his wanderings along any road to another city.

For him, Xijin was a new world that gave him all kinds of feelings at the same time, such as freshness, confusion and novelty, where he could no longer hear the roar of the beast, and no one scolded him like a domesticated animal.

No more being tormented by barbed whips and burns, no more peeing of pants in fear of the flickering electronic dagger flying past his ears – he used to act as a live target in those performances, and God knows when a performer would make a mistake and stick the dagger into his head......

Anyway, no matter where he stays in Xijin, he feels the same freedom and strangeness, since it is the same everywhere, it is better to follow Wedel. If you can find a sense of belonging in that person's music, maybe you will have a relationship with him! Hai Ge wishfully assumed that the dirty wandering artist was his long-lost relative, and he should be his father who had never met before, otherwise he would be embarrassed to follow strangers so rudely.

Wedel dragged a cart of cumbersome walking, so he couldn't get up fast. And his residence is not only in the western suburbs, but also quite far from the city center. As he passed a convenience store, he threw his car out the door and walked in with a big grin. No one is interested in the pile of tattered instruments in the car, so don't be afraid of losing them.

The convenience store owner probably got acquainted with him a long time ago, and only smiled and greeted the homeless man who broke in, but did not rush away.

Today's income was slightly better than usual, and Wedel poured the copper horn coins he had begged for on the counter, exchanged them with the boss for virtual currency, and bought a baguette and a small bottle of Absolut Vodka Spirits. After using so much, there was still a surplus, so he entered all the balance into the identification chip buried in his chest.

In recent years, the people of the earth have long since stopped using the cumbersome demographic method of computer identity registration. When a person grows from the ground to the age of three, doctors bury an identification chip the size of a grain of rice under the skin of his chest with an identification chip made of medical materials. As he grew older, the chip became a part of his body little by little.

This ID card cannot be forged, and no one can take it out of the body in order to avoid legal responsibility after doing something bad. The chip is so tiny that once you become an adult, it is difficult to find it in your body.

Hai Ge didn't know anything about the wandering artist who walked in front, and the fact that a homeless man could have money to buy spirits would be a miracle in the eyes of the people of Xijin, but he didn't feel anything. He had no idea how poor the poorest people in Xijin City should be.

Wedel didn't seem to be hungry at all, and casually threw the bread into the wooden cart, and eagerly unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and threw a big sip on his head.

The wine was so comfortable in the liver and sausage, and the dirty guy made a contented "grunt" sound from his throat, and when the high alcohol rushed into his head, he began to mumble something incoherent again.

Haige followed Wedell very closely, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose this only support. Wedel was unaware of the little uninvited guest behind him, and it seemed that after his consciousness became blurred under the influence of alcohol, he couldn't pay attention to the things around him at all. Of course, that way home has been walked countless times, and as long as he is not drunk and falls asleep, he can still touch it back instinctively.

In this way, a rickety drunkard dragged a broken wooden cart in front, and a little screaming Hanako, who was covered with dirt and dirt and blood clots, and the whole person was weak, followed closely, and the strange team walked for almost an hour before they came to an abandoned slum in the western suburbs, in front of an old garage.

"To the house~to the home~"

From the time Wei Del came out of the convenience store, Hai Ge only heard the words he said.

The words "Come home" were like a few drops of rain in the scorching summer, nourishing Haige's dry emotions, and for a while he could not adapt to the sudden excitement and joy.

However, he also knew that the "home" in Wedel's mouth was not his home for Haige, and that Wedel's next behavior not only could no longer please him, but also made him frightened and wondered.

On the concrete floor in front of the warehouse, there are seven animals that look like earth dogs. They have mottled coats, and one of them is lame, presumably a group of stray dogs as homeless as Hai Ge. The seven dogs, who seemed to have gathered here to wait for Wedel, began to bark for joy when they saw him return, and sprang up and down at him.

Hai Ge's chest hurt terribly, and a piece of his torn shirt stuck to the wound, and he tried to pull it twice but couldn't pull it off. It was probably the blood oozing from the wound and the clothes that had formed a mess, and he had to use brute force to pull it raw, and he had to faint in pain.

In addition, Haige also has a fear of wild beasts, which tend to remind him of the inhuman life in the wolf's den. He was not afraid of the dog, but he still hurriedly dodged backwards, and retreated two or three hundred meters before stopping. He is afraid that the smell of people will be mixed with blood, and he will be easily detected by the dogs.

Wedel, who was drunk, never noticed the movement behind him. The wine bottle in his hand was already empty, and he reluctantly poured it into his big mouth, and when he was sure that there was no drop left, he complained and shook his hand, and "snapped", and the wine bottle was thrown out seven or eight meters away.

Two dogs whined and howled after the bottles, while the rest still circled around Wedel. Weddle was amused, laughing and walking over to the cart and taking the dinner he had bought on the road—the baguette.

"Hey, what's that guy going to do?"

Hai Ge's heart sank, and he guessed Wedel's plan, but he couldn't believe it.

Sure enough, Wedel tore off the bag in two and two, took the long baguette in his hand, and broke it into two pieces.

Then Wedell tore half of the bread into small pieces, and threw a piece into the middle of the empty field, without putting a piece in his mouth.

Smelling the smell of bread, the "stray dogs" were very excited. They were finally willing to run away from Weedel and fight for the delicious bread cubes. Even the two guys, who were having a great time with the vodka bottles, threw their newfound toys aside and joined the group of bread with a scream of joy.