The task still has to be completed, the beautiful Liu Xiaojing turned around in frustration and started the second phase of the on-site investigation, but she always remembered the handsome figure in the crowd just now.

"Before the deep cold, isn't minus 60 degrees more terrible than such a migration?" Xia Chenghao calmly followed everyone to the No. 3 connection, and it was the first time he had taken a low-altitude shuttle in Zion when he was so big.

The shuttles are already docked early in the dimly lit area, and the cabin is emblazoned with flight numbers and a multilingual sign that reads "Karna to Fog Peak", an ordinary old-fashioned low-altitude shuttle with a dull fuselage containing three large cabins.

People rushed to their cabins, and Xia Chenghao quietly walked behind them with his bag.

The hatch was stuffed and the cabin was full, and everyone was glad to be able to get out of here before the cold of Canna arrived.

Nearly 500 tickets were sold in the cabin of more than 300 people, and it took a lot of time to get on the shuttle.

On a winter day in Canna, the cabin was unusually hot and stuffy, and the fully enclosed space was filled with all kinds of unpleasant smells, and everyone frowned slightly, but they were very relieved, which was a very complex emotion.

"These guys are fast enough!" Xia Chenghao held his eyebrows, looked through the porthole at the people who were already seated inside, and guessed that there might be a paid VIP channel that could allow some people who couldn't wait to board the plane in advance.

The entrance to the cabin was extremely narrow, half a meter wide and the aisles of the two cabins were already stuffed with large bags and small bags by the passengers who came first. There were still large groups of people desperately squeezing over with more luggage in the shuttle area, and the scene became more and more chaotic as the shuttle time approached.

Angry flight attendants scolded foreigners and hillbillies in standard Zion, saying it was unruly.

Xia Chenghao walked sideways at the end of the second-class cabin, and the unbelievable scene in front of him made him deeply impressed by the air traffic system of Zion Kingdom.

"It's strange that this kind of design is efficient."

I wondered what it would be like to be in another country.

Bypassing the crowd of people frantically rushing to the shuttle in front of you, we came to the first class side, which was much less crowded. The passengers with first-class tickets had a relaxed smile on their faces, and from time to time they looked back at those in line in the second-class class, with a look of arrogance in their eyes.

Wufeng's ticket was handed over, and the female flight attendant's hot gaze swept back and forth on Xia Chenghao's face, and she handed the ticket back to him without even checking it, "Come in, it'll take off soon!" ”

I didn't expect to spend 500 tin yuan to get a second-class ticket, but it didn't cost money, but it was a first-class ticket.

The female flight attendant reminded her again and again, but Xia Chenghao was not in a hurry to get on the shuttle, looking at the sky above the city through the edge of the canopy in the connection area, and sighed secretly.

He knew very well that he would never have a chance to come back, and he couldn't help but feel a strange sense of loss in his heart.

After seventeen years of traveling, he thought that this time he could usher in a turning point in his life in the best city of Zion, but the unexpected turn only allowed him to step into a deeper whirlpool. From the number one purge of the Red Moon to the purged ghost of the night, the killers hunt him down and end his date with the beauty of Cana City as quickly as possible.

Perhaps in a few years, this memory will be deliberately erased from the memory bank to save storage space. The brain of a biocyborg can only store a maximum of two exabytes of content, and the hundreds of millions of scans and analysis results per day will be too much for him to bear if he stays around.

Therefore, Xia Chenghao will regularly clear the non-important information stored in his brain, and this action has no program analysis reference, and it is all up to him to judge subjectively with emotion.

He was still staring blankly at the snow in the distance, and the flight attendant also stared at this face for a long time before he called softly: "Sir, please board!" ”

Xia Chenghao took a deep breath and didn't exhale immediately, but grinned and glanced back at the female flight attendant.

What he lamented was that no matter whether it was first class or second class, other passengers would always have someone to say goodbye to, or many people to accompany him, but he seemed to have never encountered a warm moment since he was ten years old, and he could only whisper goodbye to one city after another.

After thinking about it, he silently raised his feet and quickly flashed into the hatch.

Xia Chenghao's location is in the No. 3 card position in the No. 7 compartment, and the entire compartment is just a small space of six cubic meters, and the first-class seat can be used for passengers to sit and fasten their seat belts, and a futon is provided for warmth.

Because only the first class cabin in the shuttle can lie down, and the second class can basically only stand on the ground, and there is no warmth measure.

What satisfied Xia Chenghao was that the No. 6 position was the least noticeable, and he was dissatisfied that the corner space was too small, thinking about the most sour days in the past, he quickly accepted the reality in front of him.

Quickly settle yourself down, with the body structure of a biorobot, in fact, it will not affect the function to a large extent because of the size of the space, but it will feel a little aggrieved psychologically.

Even in a cubicle of a few cubes, he still maintained a state of rapid combat at any time, and even had the intention of escaping from this small space and shuttle at any time.

There were three other middle-aged men in the partition.

The oldest one, with a sleek, yellow-faced, thin body, a slightly hooked nose and a half-bald head, sat solemnly by the window in a daze. The middle-aged man has also been fat, his face is full of spots, but his hair is unusually shiny, and he looks at the night through the porthole in a dementia. The youngest was dark-skinned, stocky, and had a large black mole on the tip of his nose, and was carefully tending to the thin bedding next to his chair.

Regarding Xia Chenghao's arrival and Mali's settlement, the three men didn't show much attention.

At that moment, a girl came from the other end of the aisle dragging a heavy box, which was not much smaller than its size.

She bowed her head slightly, her tender white face flushed in the winter, the orange-yellow tweed coat wrapped around her slender figure, and she stepped on a step that had lost her rhythm, and her strength was obviously not enough, giving people a feeling of pity.

The girl checked the card number according to the face of the ticket as she walked, and under dozens of eyes, she finally dragged the box and stopped outside the door of the compartment where Xia Chenghao was. He raised his face and looked at the shelf in the far corner, and asked softly, "Can you help me put it over?" ”

She didn't specifically designate anyone to help, Xia Chenghao couldn't help but turn his head to look here, and the girl was also staring at her.

She had her head half-sideways, her shoulder-length hair hanging quietly. The eyebrows are picturesque, the complexion is crystal clear, especially the melon seed face and the pointed chin are extremely beautiful. Fresh and stunning, bright and radiant, almost all men in sight stared at this face.

"If you are seventeen or eighteen years younger, you will be An Xiaoya back then!" Xia Chenghao suddenly lost his mind, and almost had the urge to go out and touch his pointed chin. Fortunately, he is an extremely sane person, and the simulation data of the emotional control center does not allow him to do so.

Gritting his teeth, trying to hold back the strange and impulsive thoughts in his heart.