After Geng Jiangyue sat in the room for five minutes, he walked into the bathroom and washed his face, and then simply walked out of the door.

The past two days have been enough time in the game, in fact, even if the system doesn't kick him out, he may not be too lazy to get on the plane tonight. And anyway, I won't go to work tomorrow, since someone happens to have a treat to eat and play, this is not cheap - although I don't like people who invite guests, but I can give face to the meal!

Being a human being should be so flexible.

When I came out of Building 25, it was just getting dark.

Geng Jiangyue happened to see that the walls of the southern city were stretching upwards infinitely, as if they were about to reach the moon. He tilted his head and watched intently as the city walls caught up and overtook all the superbuildings in the vicinity, and then suddenly paused at a certain height, and the direction changed from vertical rise to horizontal paving, converging towards the center of the city, and the four walls slowly closed into a huge canopy, covering the sky of the entire southern city of the sea lion city, isolating the night and the moonlight from the city.

The moment the city wall was encircled, the national anthem of the sea lion city sung in the Xiber language immediately resounded in every corner of the south city of the sea lion city: "The will of the sea lion is to never give up, and we cast the iron wall with blood and wisdom." The wisdom to the east and the courage to the west are the strongest force left by our ancestors! Get up, people of Sea Lion City, we must firmly stand on this land! No matter whether it is a hurricane in the east or a meteor shower in the west, we will never retreat and stand on this land!"

Geng Jiangyue hummed along in Xibo and sang the national anthem in a military uniform, which felt completely different from humming in a school uniform when he was a child.

Because of the national issue, when he was a child, he was actually quite resistant to singing this song-

The ethnic composition of Sea Lion City is mainly Donghua, accounting for more than 80% of the total population, and the daily communication is basically all in Oriental language. However, due to political and geographical relations, the first leaders of Sea Lion City chose Xiber as the first language of Sea Lion City in order to win the support of the Central and Southern Subcontinent Alliance and the Heber United Nations when the country was founded.

Even the national anthem was sung in the Siber language.

It was only after the death of the original leader that the higher-ups of Sea Lion City finally couldn't twist their arms around their thighs and began to correct the problems with the official script and language in the face of opposition from the people of the city. It was only because of the inefficiency of administration and the strength of the opposition that it took more than 50 years to finally change the "Chinese language" from the only Xibo language to the main Eastern language, and Xibo was only used as the "first language of diplomacy."

Geng Jiangyue had hardly dealt with a few Hebers since he was a child, and the only one he could be considered familiar with was McCann, who opened a commissary on the second floor. Because he often had to communicate with McCann about some complicated contents—for example, secretly taking out two cents from the money his mother bought him paper and pens to buy a few pieces of candy, Geng Jiangyue had more contact with McCann, and he actually learned Xibo well. It's a pity that the score on Xibo language in the general education subject of the college entrance examination is only worth 5 points, and Geng Jiangyue has dragon slaying skills, but he can only live the addiction of killing lizards.

Standing on the side of the road, humming the national anthem that still refuses to change back to the Oriental language after the pronunciation of the words is very standard, and after a while, the taxi that Geng Jiangyue booked for the first time in his life stopped in front of him.

Geng Jiangyue opened the door with a little expectation and went in, and the taxi slowly turned around and headed straight south. In less than ten minutes, I drove out of the bleak northern part of the southern city along the taxi lane.

A few minutes later, the car passed by the edge of the West End, and the landscape of the city changed.

Geng Jiangyue looked up, and no longer saw the towering buildings, only villas of different sizes in his sight, in patches, stretching far away. Geng Jiangyue guessed purely by blind guessing, and guessed that the area of the western district could be as large as five or six super buildings, that is, it could probably build more than 50 super buildings......

Based on the average unit occupancy rate of the population that can be accommodated in each mega building, this area is more than enough for the entire southern city to live. It's a pity that most of the buildings here are two or three stories high, and although they cover a large area, the space utilization rate is not high.

"Waste......" The taxi sped past the main road next to the West District, and Geng Jiangyue glanced at the West District hurriedly. I was actually very envious in my heart, but when the words came to my mouth, they turned into meaningless criticism.

The real poor are always like this, unwilling to accept reality, and always take some politically correct words to gain some psychological comfort for themselves. It's like saying that "having money doesn't necessarily lead to happiness", which is very self-deceptive. The subtext seems that the poorer you are, the easier it is to be happy, and the logic is untenable. So Geng Jiangyue paused for two seconds after the criticism, and then added a sentence: "I really want to waste ...... with them."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the whole body was immediately comfortable.

The taxi crossed the West District and walked south for about a kilometer before entering the South District Commercial Street.

The cityscape has changed again.

The surrounding picture of commercial office buildings and large and small shops directly overwhelmed Geng Jiangyue's cognition of the word "building" in the past 14 years. He was stunned to see the crowds of people and laughter on the road, and he knew for the first time that there could be so many people in the city, and when the night came, they would still gather outdoors.

And looking at the appearance of these people, it seems that they don't care about safety at all.

The taxi slowed down in the bustling night market, and Geng Jiangyue kept looking out of the window like a primitive man who had just crawled out of a hole. The street stalls, the girls who showed off half of their thighs, the Hebers in desert clothes, the men in suits who led silver pegasus to show off their wealth......

The streets were full of mystical talismans, a little-dressed woman was writhing in the window of a shop on a street corner, and a man not far away jumped from a very high building, performing a trapeze act, and then fell straight to the ground, snapping, and the audience was silent for a few seconds, and then when a scream broke the silence, fear and excitement were accompanied by shouts, and in an instant it spread in all directions. Heavily armed policemen ran towards the incident point from all directions, hundreds of people swarmed up, and in the night sky, a demon hunter whose spiritual power was so high that Geng Jiangyue could no longer imagine it swooped down from the sky......

Geng Jiangyue can understand something, but nine out of nine don't fully understand. When the information exploded, the taxi plunged headlong into the undersea tunnel leading to Minamijijima.

Before he could recover from the scene just now, Geng Jiangyue's eyes suddenly turned golden. In the entire tunnel, the Xuan Fu is full of dead ends up and down, left and right, and there are no dead ends.

Compared with this number and density, the roads in Beicheng are simply the scum of the scum......

", the treatment is too bad, isn't it?!"

Geng Jiangyue's attention was immediately diverted, and he threw the trapeze show just now to the back of his mind. However, as soon as he finished speaking, the window of the taxi gradually turned black, blocking out the dazzling golden light outside the window.

Just three minutes later, Geng Jiangyue's body leaned forward slightly.

The doors open automatically.

Outside the entrance of Naner Island, two young girls bowed to Geng Jiangyue in the car.

"Good evening, sir, welcome to Naner Island!" Geng Jiangyue looked at the smiling girl outside the car, sat stupidly in the car for three or five seconds, and reacted that he had arrived at his destination, so he stretched out his legs and walked down from the car.

Dressed in a straight military uniform, with a corporal rank badge on his shoulders that is not considered to lose face, and with a young and white face, the two girls' eyes suddenly lit up when they saw this.

"Sir, where are you going? ”

"How much?"

"Two thousand a night. ”

"Get out, lead the way and want Lao Tzu 2,000, is it a fool to be Lao Tzu?!"