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Chapter 345 "Security of Security" (Please subscribe~)

The West Sixth District is one of the farthest countries from Central Asia, and this flight took a full 28 hours.

They stopped for a while in West Fourth District to replenish fuel. When Gu Chi and Youyouzi arrived at the airport, it was already ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

It was supposed to be at ten o'clock in the evening, but there is a time difference between Xiliu and Central Asia. It is about 12 hours behind the country. It feels like half a day has been stolen from time.

The entire West Sixth District is a long and narrow shape on the world map, like an upright crescent, with a huge span between north and south. In addition, the global climate has been trending out of control in recent years, resulting in an average temperature difference between the north and south of the West Sixth District of more than 30 degrees. .

It's also autumn, and people in the northern part of West Sixth District are still shirtless, but people in the southern part are already wearing cotton-padded jackets.

Gu Chi and Youyouzi walked out of the airport wrapped in down coats.

The temperature in the central area of ​​West Sixth District is the most comfortable, but they did not go directly there - if Grayman succeeded in controlling the government, the headquarters of Qingguang Enterprise would probably be located in Enolisia, the capital of West Sixth District, which has The metropolis, known as one of the top ten cities in the world, is located in the middle of the West Sixth District.

They can't just rush into someone else's base camp without knowing anything.

To be on the safe side, the plane landed at the Santa Luxgo International Airport in the southernmost part of the West Sixth District, more than 2,000 kilometers away from Enollia.

This is a seaport city with an altitude of 20 meters. Further south is the Western Ocean, which is so beautiful that it is astonishingly beautiful.

The weather here is windy all year round, with the average wind speed reaching 58 kilometers per hour, which is particularly exciting for people who are accustomed to inland life, especially those with delicate constitutions that can't help but feel windy.

Youyouzi and Gu Chi were walking on the road, their cheeks turned red from the cold. When the wind blew, their necks retracted into their scarves, like kittens that were so cold that they curled up into a ball.

She also looked for travel guides last night. She knew it was very cold here, but she didn't expect it to be so cold.

The sun is clearly hanging in the sky, but there is no warmth at all. The temperature of the sun is blown away by the sea breeze, leaving only lighting.

This is still autumn, how about the colder winter?

Seeing the girl shrinking from the cold, Gu Chi couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Do you want me to give you a heating buff?"

"Have you fucked yourself?" Youyouzi asked.

Gu Chi: "No."

He doesn't need it.

No matter how cold it is here, it's not as cold as the ground at night on the horizon. Gu Chi is mentally used to it, and a down jacket is enough for him to be active.

"Then I don't need it." Youyouzi said as he wrapped his face with a scarf, revealing only a pair of slightly aggressive deer eyes, and said in a serious voice: "Traveling is to experience different customs, and climate is also part of the customs. ."

Gu Chi: "It's the same as freezing to death in a foreign country."

Youyouzi: "?"

Gu Chi: “It’s more sentimental than a conventional way of dying.”

Youyouzi wrinkled her nose and glared at him: "I'm not that fragile."

She has been very obedient recently and replaced all high-end food with her body constitution, which makes her cold but not "losing blood".

Gu Chi shook his head in amusement, said nothing, and continued walking forward.

Another gust of cold wind blew towards her face. Yuyouzi, who had keen senses, even caught the trajectory of the wind. She watched the green plants in front of her swaying from far to near, making a rustling sound. The plastic bags on the road were also picked up by the wind, and she quickly lowered her head. head to avoid being frozen.

But the imaginary cold wind did not blow on her body, only her shoulders felt a little chilly.

When she raised her eyes, she realized that Gu Chi had walked in front of her from her side at some point, blocking the direction of the wind.

Youyouzi was startled, and suddenly she felt that the sun was warm, and it shone into her heart together with the broad back in front of her, and then turned into a warm light in her heart. Her eyes curled up, she pulled down the scarf on her face, and said in a sweet voice: "Thank you. Mr. Prophet."

"Thank you for what?" Gu Chi didn't seem to understand and urged: "Walk faster, I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Okay!" Youyouzi responded with a smile, dragging the suitcase and quickly followed Gu Chi's pace.

The airport in Saint-Ruthgo is not far from the city—or rather, the airport is within the city. The entire West Sixth District seems to be like this, unlike in China where there is a dedicated area. The two of them walked to Airport Road. At the station, we took a taxi and arrived at a residential area in a few minutes.

The bodyguards arranged by the general did not accompany them. They dispersed as soon as they got off the plane. Gu Chi didn't ask any questions. He didn't like people following him. It was best for everyone to do their own thing. Otherwise, they would not be able to complete the mission and not have fun. .

When traveling, of course you have to look like you are traveling.

The hotel the general booked was in the city center, one of the most luxurious hotels in Santa Luzgo City, but Gu Chi was not in a hurry and took Youyouzi to find a roadside stall.

If you want to experience local specialties, you still have to go to a small stall, such as a hotel or some high-end executive restaurants. The chefs will consider the dietary differences of guests from different countries and try their best to make the taste more in line with public tastes. Delicious is delicious. But it will inevitably lack some unique flavor.

Roadside stalls don’t have this problem.

At most I would have diarrhea for a long time after eating.

The stall owner was a man with long black curly hair and an exotic appearance. He wore a cotton-padded jacket, an ear protection hat, and an apron dotted with oil stains around his waist. Gu Chi glanced at the foam ingredient box on the cart behind him. It was quite fresh and clean, so he glanced at the menu and said, "Two lamb chop pancakes."

The mutton in West Sixth District is good and is one of the main export ingredients.

"Want eggs? How many?" the man asked, picking up his sleeves.

Gu Chi: "Two for each portion."

"Five thousand Hisoka." The man pointed to the QR code posted on the stall, took two lamb chops from the foam box, put them on the grill and started working.

Both of them were wearing simultaneous translators bought from Xiaopoyou Mall, and there was no problem in communicating. Youyouzi took out her mobile phone to scan the code. After scanning, she found that the currency she had exchanged in the West Sixth District overnight was in vain, and she could actually use it directly. Domestic currency payments, will the new bill be implemented so quickly?

Youyouzi tugged on Gu Chi's sleeve and showed him the payment interface.

Gu Chi glanced at it, then returned his eyes to the mutton chops that were gradually roasted to a golden brown, oily, and smoky, and asked casually: "Boss, I saw in the news that your country is implementing a new law recently. What's the situation?"

"Hey, I think it's pretty good." The man grinned, "It feels very safe."

"A sense of security?" Gu Chi raised his eyebrows, "How do you say it?"

"Here." The man twisted his butt, revealing the pistol on his waist.

Gu Chi: "..."

Everyone carries a gun when setting up a stall?

That's really safe.

But he doesn't feel safe anymore.

"Here are two body armor vests, thinner ones."

Gu Chi took advantage of the man's turn to get the seasonings, used Yanling to dress two black vests, and threw one to Youyouzi.

The thickness is moderate and can be worn under a coat without looking too bulky.

The man turned around and saw that the two of them had an extra piece of clothing in their hands. He was stunned and said in surprise: "You guys are well prepared."

Gu Chi's quick code added: "I heard that there was a riot here some time ago. It's always right to be cautious."

He was changing the topic to Qingguang Enterprise.

There are two types of Advent. One is that the Advent area does not match the content of the dungeon, and will produce a large-scale "anomaly". To put it more exaggeratedly, it means changing the world, which will inevitably attract the attention of other countries and regions. If not, it means it is the second type—— The content of the dungeon is similar to that of the advent area, integrated with each other, and changed on the basis of the original buildings in the city.

For example, if a building "grows taller", materials are converted, advertising screens change from 2D to 3D, etc., the movement will be relatively small.

But only "relatively".

People living in and around the Advent area will still witness with their own eyes this series of changes that are beyond their knowledge.

There are also players in the West Sixth District, and it is impossible for the officials not to take measures. They have probably had a fight, but the news is blocked, and it is not known who will lose and who will win. Although in theory Qingguang Enterprise is invincible in the real world, Their technology is too cutting-edge, but it cannot be ruled out that the players in West Sixth District have anti-matter weapons.

What if the government wins the battle, seizes the technology of Qingguang Enterprise, and becomes confident and wants to make waves in the new era?

"You are quite well-informed. Not many people know about this." The man glanced at Gu Chi in surprise, turned the mutton chops over, sprinkled the seasonings and said, "Last month, Enollia did indeed There were reactionaries who made trouble, but they were suppressed by the authorities that night, and there was no chaos. It seemed that they only blew up a few buildings."

Did it happen last month?

Gu Chi asked: "Are you sure you were suppressed by the authorities?"

"I was sure before, but now...hey." The man smiled meaningfully, "I can't tell who suppressed whom."

Originally, everyone was living a good life. Even if inflation was severe and the currency depreciated every year, the West Sixth District was still one of the most developed districts in the world. The per capita petty bourgeoisie never had to worry about not being able to afford food. Not to mention the overall development, it was moving forward steadily. At least it has achieved nothing, and there is no reason for the official to introduce any new legislation.

Although the man personally admired this free reform, it did not conform to the official style.

At this time, if we go back and look at the conflicts that occurred near the capital last month, everything becomes intriguing.

Anyone with a little knowledge of the development history of various countries can easily see that this approach is very similar to the change of ownership of a country, with the new king destroying the remnants of the old king.

But this has nothing to do with him as a bastard. He doesn't care who is in charge. He only knows that psychedelic drugs and women have been legalized, and there are many more ways to make money. He can set up a stall and sell lamb legs during the day, and then do it at night. Click on other businesses.

for example--

"Here." The man cut the roasted lamb leg into pieces, fried two pancakes, rolled them up, put them in his pocket and handed them to Gu Chi, along with a business card.

[Fresh kidneys, hurry up if you want to buy them]

Gu Chi: "..."

It seems local residents have adapted quickly to the new law.

Doing daytime business during the day and night chores at night is a bit like a cyber city.

This city is so far away from the capital of West Sixth District and has been influenced by cyber culture. Enolisia may have completely turned into a night city.

One month is enough time for Qingguang Enterprise to adapt to modern society and control Enolisia. It may not be that easy for them to borrow technology from the other party.

but……

This lamb chop pancake tastes pretty good.

There were no tables or chairs at the stall. Gu Chi saw a guy across the street who had just bought fried bread and was squatting on the roadside to eat it. He imitated him and squatted on the street with Youyouzi to experience it. Bring a real curbside breakfast.

Gu Chi took a sip and his mouth was full of fresh and burnt aroma, and his lips were stained with oil and were shiny.

Youyouzi ate much more elegantly, mainly because her mouth was smaller and the burrito was too big to fit in, so she could only take small bites from the corners. While she was eating, she secretly looked at Gu Chi, and her eyes fell on Gu Chi It looked delicious on the oily lips, and I couldn't help but stick out my little tongue and lick it.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?" Gu Chi said dissatisfied, "Do you know this is called Nv Ning, which is very rude."

It started with a punch, which almost choked Youyouzi. She blushed and tried hard to swallow the mutton in her mouth, and said: "What Nu Ning, I just saw how much oil you had in your mouth. It's not elegant at all." "

"You don't understand. This is called doing whatever you want and not sticking to trivial matters." Gu Chi said.

There is no need to be so particular about eating. Sometimes he eats more vigorously than this, and I don't see the sisters and Huang Xi having any objections.

"Then be careful not to drip on your clothes. It's difficult to wash." Youyouzi seemed to really care about this. She took out a pack of paper towels, opened it, and took out one for Gu Chi, "Wipe it quickly. ."

"Wait a moment, I don't have time." Gu Chi was holding his mobile phone in his other hand and looking at the navigation.

Youyouzi had already guessed that he would say this, her heartbeat accelerated slightly, and she boldly put her hand to Gu Chi's mouth: "Turn your head around."

Gu Chi: "?"

"I told you it's difficult to wash. I finally came out to play once. I don't want to waste my time rubbing clothes." Youyouzi hummed, ignoring Gu Chi's strange eyes, and gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a tissue. .

The clean and crystal-clear nails accidentally touched Gu Chi's lips, and the warm temperature flowed back along the fingertips, making her delicate earlobes covered with a thin layer of red.

"Shit."

Suddenly, a slight curse came from across the street.

Gu Chi subconsciously raised his head.

It happened that a pickup truck passed by in the middle of the road, blocking his view.

By the time the pickup truck drove by, the boy eating breakfast across the street had disappeared. Only a half-eaten piece of bread wrapped in oil paper was left alone and thrown on the ground, with a corner blown up by the exhaust gas.

Gu Chi: "..."

what happened?

Why do you always feel that it has something to do with you?

"Okay, go ahead and eat." Youyouzi took the opportunity to take back her hand, held the tissue in her palm, and threw it into the trash can.

"Oh." Gu Chi lowered his head and continued to draw the map to study the route.

Seeing that he didn't pursue the matter, Youyouzi raised a shy smile on her red face. When Gu Chi raised his eyes, she lowered the curve of her lips and continued eating her pancakes as if nothing had happened.

Five minutes later, all the mutton chops were eaten, and Gu Chi also found a route.

It’s better not to rush back to the hotel, but go down this street, circle around and then go to the city center, look around, and while having fun, ask a few more people to see if there is any more information about Qingguang Enterprise.

Youyouzi had no objection to this. She wished she could hang out more with Gu Chi, but she didn't usually have this opportunity.

So, the two of them dragged the suitcase and walked around, as if they were really a young couple traveling to the West Sixth District. They ate, drank, shopped and had fun. They also went to the beach to see the blue Western Ocean, leaving a string of big stars on the beach. Big and small footprints.

On the other side of the ocean, a man in black robe was also looking at the sea.

It's night here, the sky is full of stars falling on the sea, and the wind is blowing the starry waves.

Such a beautiful night on the sea, but not more people see it.

The man's back looks lonely and lonely.

He held a beam of light in his hand, and blurry digital silhouettes flowed in the light.

They intersect, overlap, then separate and arrange, and finally form a clock that floats into the sky.

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