With a familiar bell, the floating ladder slowly opened. Looking down the long hallway, it seems to be the same as it actually is. To be able to build the virtual world so realistically, it is really a mysterious organization from the hacker empire.

"This is the inn?" Huang Xuemei was still struggling with everything in front of her. After seeing Wu Chen turn on the various electronic devices in the room with voice control, Miss Huang finally closed her voice in convincing. Wu Chen took out the bathrobe from the closet, smiled and handed it to her: "Go take a bath." ”

"Oh......" My heart trembled, and I felt that I should come sooner or later, and I obediently held my bathrobe and walked into the gorgeous bathroom. Wu Chen turned on the holographic TV, trying to find the timeline of this period of the new Hong Kong from the news events that were taking place.

Just as he kept switching channels, the videophone on the bedside suddenly rang.

Huang Xuemei rushed out wrapped in bubbles, and was relieved to see that Wu Chen was fine.

Wu Chen walked over lightly and pressed the start button.

A stranger immersed in darkness spoke in a strange synthesized voice, "Are you who I think you are?" ”

"Who do you think of as a person?"

"The master of the new Hong Kong."

"Who are you?" Wu Chen couldn't guess his identity, but the demigod's intuition told him that this guy didn't seem to be in danger.

"I have several relationships with you, and it's not too much to call them friends."

"Then friend, why are you looking for me?" Wu Chen asked again.

"That's right, sir." The black shadow paused and said, "Excuse me, where is Lady Bessefini's beauty mole?" ”

"She doesn't have a beauty mole." Wu Chen blurted out. That wonderful body, every inch of which he was incomparably familiar.

"Describe me...... Madame's chest shape. The stranger paused for a moment, as if it was a big surprise for him to say this.

However, Wu Chen didn't feel that it was an inferior prank, but felt a trace of solemnity: "Bessefini's chest is a round drop-shaped, and when you don't wear a corset, it will expand slightly, and after wearing a corset, the distance between the two breasts is reduced, and it is more round and prominent. Milk. The halo is large and rounded, light in color, and the nipple is a faint bright red. The breast skin is delicate and smooth, and the feel is excellent. ”

"Ahem! My lord, now you can be sure that you are you. The stranger coughed lightly and said, "The hall manager has already spotted you." Their people are coming, and you have 30 seconds left. Quick, I'll give you the address of the security gate, please come as soon as possible......"

Wu Chen suddenly had a sense of immediacy when Morpheus first contacted Neo.

Yet he believed.

The location of the security gate is not far away. It's on Nathan Road in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Sister Huang, let's go." During the time of Wu Chen's conversation, Huang Xuemei had already finished taking care of herself.

"Okay, Brother Chen."

Wu Chen walked over gently, hugged her, and activated the teleportation.

Time and space shook, and the two of them had arrived at the so-called security gate. It's a back alley. The security gate, painted green, is just at the end of the line of sight. Wu Chen was very familiar with his city, just looking at the outline of this skyscraper, Wu Chen called out the name of this building.

Chungking Mansion.

The original Chungking Mansion was completed in 1961 and consisted of five buildings connected together. It is home to residents and businesses from more than 100 countries around the world. Most of the residents are residents of South Asia such as India and Pakistan, some from Africa, the Middle East, and some are white, making it a "little United Nations". Time magazine in the United States once commented that Chung King Mansion is the place that best reflects globalization and Hong Kong's multicultural characteristics. Wong Kar-wai's "Chongqing Forest" was also filmed here.

There are many cheap hotels, shops, restaurants, currency exchange shops, etc. in the building. Among the 4,000 or so residents in the building, the majority are ethnic minorities in Hong Kong, with South Asians such as India and Pakistan being the majority, as well as people from different African countries. Due to the fragmentation of ownership of the building, no one has been able to rebuild the building by unifying ownership. Some would liken the building to the "Kowloon Walled City for Hong Kong Ethnic Minorities", an alternative international landmark with a local character.

After the redevelopment of Chung King Mansion, the living and security conditions have been greatly improved, and the original five buildings have been replaced by a skyscraper towering into the clouds. The number of residents in the building has increased from 4,000 to 100,000.

The number of South Asian immigrants that had flooded the area was immediately diluted by the huge native population. As the new Hong Kong continues to accept refugees from the Far East, especially the more than 1 million immigrants from the Far East of Russia, which has been devastated by the Five-Faced Monster, the new Hong Kong has become more diverse. This is also what Wu Chen is willing to see.

In other words, although we call ourselves Han Chinese, in fact, since ancient times, when the tribal alliance was called the Yellow Emperor, who was known as the king of kings, we have been constantly integrating other populations. So, at this time, we are the result of the fusion of countless tribes. So, we are the product of fusion. Whenever this time, Wu Chen began to sigh at the greatness of his ancestors. Our civilization is not a barbaric replacement, but a more open and inclusive. If human beings can finally merge into a single and diverse species, it must be us.

The Europeans can't do this, and the Americans can't do it. Africa...... Never mind.

Excluding the degree of economic development, in terms of political system alone, Europe is actually only in our Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The two world wars that spread across the globe were, in essence, wars of European unification. Without exception, they all failed.

Think about it, from the beginning of the Spring and Autumn Period to the destruction of the Six Kingdoms by Qin, how many years have we experienced. How many killings, how many compromises, how many repetitions.

If you don't believe me, take a look at our current map.

Can the boundaries between provinces, between cities, between counties, and even between villages be described as intertwined?

Thinking that countless years ago, two tribes fought bloody battles and fought to the death for a mountain, a river, and even a piece of fertile land. When the losses of both sides reached an unbearable weight, there were always people who stood up and swore to the sky, and made an alliance with blood, and from then on, the Chu River and the Han realm divided the world equally.

Reach a republic.

It's memories that flow in our blood and genes.

Isn't it nice to ask why humanity should merge and maintain their independence?

Wu Chen would tell him a story.

The story of the Tower of Babel in Babylon.

The Bible, Old Testament, and Genesis chapter 11 says that the ancient human race united to build a tower that hoped to lead to heaven. In order to stop the human plan, God made the human beings speak different languages, so that the human beings could not communicate with each other, and the plan failed, and the human beings scattered from then on.

Many say that the story is an attempt to provide an explanation for the emergence of different languages and ethnicities in the world.

On the other hand, however, when all of humanity unites, we do get closer to the heaven of our dreams and also closer to our Creator.

This is the fundamental reason why Zero adults let Wu Chen connect to the Internet (is it profound?) ）。

"Brother Chen?" Wu Chen's momentary emotion, Huang Xuemei failed to understand. Of course, in her time, civilization was not as sophisticated as it is now, and communication was not as extensive as it is now. Knowledge is transmitted rapidly on the Internet, so that Wu Chen can organize and comprehend these precious knowledge without leaving home.

Even, "the Internet was created for this connection to divinity."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Chen gently opened the green back door.

It was not the high-tech skyscraper he remembered, but the crowding and chaos like when he first visited Hong Kong.

At the entrance to the back door of the building, there are a lot of Indians. With swarthy skin, shiny skin, dirty flip-flops on their feet, and some headscarves wrapped around their heads, they always feel ...... when they look at you Uncanny.

"Borrowed." We all know that India is notoriously strong. Traitorous power. Squeezed through a group of Indians, especially with a peerless beauty in his arms, Wu Chen felt a little palpitations. This kind of palpitation does not come from the gap in strength, but from the fact that he is afraid that these people will not know whether they are alive or dead, and they will stretch out their black hands to Huang Xuemei. Then there was a string sound, and everyone was shattered into flesh.

Fortunately, although his eyes were not good, Wu Chen still safely passed through the crowd and arrived at the elevator door.

Why enter through the so-called security gate, the world inside will be like this. Wu Chen is not surprised. Because of this kind of door, he has seen a lot in the Hacker Empire.

It also made him even more convinced that the Hammer Falling Organization had moved the Hacker Empire here.

Bite!

A crisp bell sounded completely out of step with the environment, and the elevator doors slowly opened. Completely different from the crowd outside, the clean and spacious elevator hall is empty.

Wu Chen glanced at the arrow, which was a downward elevator. This should theoretically be the lowest floor of the entire skyscraper. Continuing down, where is this going?

"Can't you get in?" The waiter in the elevator was also of young Indian descent.

"Up." Wu Chen smiled in return.

Wu Chen stood firmly with Huang Xuemei in his arms, and the young waiter immediately closed the elevator.

The soles of his feet shook slightly, and the elevator began to accelerate downward. Wu Chen didn't see the key, and when he switched to the perspective of energy code, he found that this waiter was actually a service program.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." The elevator door opened slowly, and the waiter was a little nervous to say goodbye. It was like meeting someone I admired the most in my life. Perhaps, this is the true portrayal of him.

"Me too." Wu Chen hugged Huang Xuemei and walked out of the elevator.

Turning a corner, a huge alloy base blast door with a crossbar in front of the two of them. It was like a beast that had gradually awakened from its slumber, and raised its sharp fangs at the two of them.

Drops -

A red laser light suddenly drowned out the figures of the two men.

Wu Chen felt the appearance of the scanned code, which was obviously a standard detection procedure. Check if he has a backdoor or Trojan horse.

Sure enough, the red light quickly disappeared, and the explosion-proof gate slowly opened......

"How do you feel ......" Although I haven't experienced the baptism of science fiction, for Qin Demon, don't experience too many big and small battles.

Wu Chen smiled: "They should be rebels." ”

"Rebels?"

"Yes, the Resistance."

Before the words fell, several warriors wearing high-tech kinetic armor rushed out quickly, surrounding the two of them. The tall warrior in the lead lifted his face armor to reveal a familiar and unfamiliar face.

"Welcome to Hong Kong, my lord."

"You are ......" Wu Chen didn't think of him for a while.

"You saved my life." As he spoke, the leader warrior craned his neck, revealing the surgical scar on his throat.

"It's you!" Wu Chen's face was full of surprise: "You are all alive!" (To be continued.) )