Dimensional Eroders

After watching 'pocky''s god-making plan, Bailang went out with his guide Nick, without silly Fufu by his side.

For one thing, he was still unfamiliar with the Garden of Eden. But it is also clear that this is a chaotic and dangerous city. At least 2/3 of the area is shrouded in danger at any time, so it is not suitable for shopping with children. What's more, District 11 is now judged as a 'yellow danger zone'.

Secondly, Shafufu's pretty little face is really attractive. Even if Er Fu has been able to take the initiative to turn off the overflowing charm and maintain it at a normal level of 3-4 points daily, it is useless.

Such a cute silly loli, is that a question of 'attractiveness'? That's a question of natural beauty that is difficult to give up. Even if the charm is reduced to 0, as long as the face is on, it is still a source of disaster.

So I still leave her to eat snacks in the building. Fuguiwan has already bought 100kg of various snacks. With just one phone call, you can gather 1000kg of delicious snacks from all over the world in 15 minutes, enough to last you back.

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After leaving the building, it was almost 9:30 in the morning, but the street was deserted and there were no pedestrians.

"At this time of day, District 11 has been classified as a mildly dangerous area. Those hunters who choose to join the battle can exchange fire in public areas without restriction. Ordinary people will not travel rashly to avoid accidental injury." Nick made a request Move, lead Bailang aside.

"Aren't we in danger?"

"Not necessarily. The 'danger' of the danger zone is that the two sides involved in the battle can freely exchange fire without restriction. But these people usually don't attack passers-by. After all, the behavior of accidentally injuring civilians will increase their 'hunting value' and attract even more Attack more. In the dangerous area, there are also some special buildings, wealthy areas, and even shops in the shelter of spirits, where fighting is prohibited, and it is not difficult to avoid it."

Bailang also thought about the importance of population to the city. The "Danger Zone" is announced here every day, just to remind ordinary people who don't want to participate in the war to hide and don't wander around blindly.

"Where do we go next?"

Bailang looked around curiously, and could vaguely hear the sound of gunshots, but it was very sparse and could not arouse any tension at all. He saw the guide as usual, since the old You Tiao was so calm, he didn't take it to heart.

"I recommend District 13. First of all, it is the closest to District 11 and can be reached soon. Secondly, it has the 'East Campus' of the five largest monasteries in the Garden of Eden, which records the most complete list of spirits in the East Ten District and sells them to the public. Corresponding tokens. I suggest that you first purchase a few 'tokens' for self-defense."

"Okay." Bailang followed suit. Asked again: "Aside from the monastery in District 13, is there any place worth visiting?"

"It is one of the five core areas of the Garden of Eden, and it is also the most prosperous selling gold cave. Many local snakes (median spirits) in other areas will also set up shop here. There are too many places to play. The most famous one is A series of 'evil spirit health care clubs' spawned by those non-combat evil spirits, and the overlord among them should be the 'Elm Street Leisure and Entertainment Street', where eating, drinking and gambling are all about one dragon."

Bailang responded immediately: "Freddy?"

"Yes, this is the upper spirit of the monastery. It was born in the frenzy of horror movies in the last century, and now it makes feature films (hobbies) for itself every year. It has a great influence in the ten eastern districts. It claims that as long as you have money, you can It can satisfy any desire and enjoy the ultimate happiness of a real paradise on earth. In fact, it is not a big deal, and rich people from all over the world will go to 'Kabukicho Elm Street' after entering the Garden of Eden."

"Wait, are you talking about rich people from the outside world? Don't they dare to come to Eden, are they not afraid of accidents?"

Nick shook his head while walking: "There are two modes of entering Eden. Those like you and me who are locked in and cannot escape easily are normal modes; those rich people who come to Eden are just a simple 5-day tour and 7-day tour. Tours, not involving dangerous areas, are called 'browsing and sightseeing mode', purely for enjoyment."

"The rich people who come to Eden do not have 'identity cards', do not need to bind evil spirits for sacrifices, and cannot obtain 'scales'. They can only apply for visas with a stay of no more than 10 days, and only in a few absolutely neutral areas, Or play in a safe building, unable to breathe the fresh air of Eden freely, and truly experience the charm here. However, this type of tourism is also one of the pillar industries of Eden.”

The two were not attacked during their conversation, but they saw several armed armored vehicles whizzing past the street, chasing a running sports car, and the vehicle's machine guns were firing wildly, but they turned a blind eye to them.

Nick told him that although he had an 'evil spirit' visiting his house, his 'hunting marks' were zero, and there was no benefit in attacking him; and Bailang still had 24 hours of protection left, so he was completely free to swagger.

Not long after, the two came to the entrance of a subway station, and gradually became lively.

The Garden of Eden subway system was built in the 1970s, so the passages and facilities leading to the first three underground floors are extremely old, but the lower the floor, the closer the construction time and the cleaner the environment.

There are a large number of armed people with bad eyes on each floor. Pistols and daggers are all must-haves, and it is also common to carry a physical fireball wand behind them.

Although the first three floors are old, different areas are scrawled with yellow lines on the ground, with the English word 'safety' written on them. Although there is no binding force, it is a convention, similar to the so-called 'smoking area', everyone will exercise restraint when stepping into it, and live in peace.

He also saw that the employees in those small shops were all ordinary people without the power to protect themselves. They all had ugly and stiff faces, but they insisted on providing the best service. Their professionalism made people feel moved. Even those vicious guys are embarrassed to bully these model employees.

With an illusion of wandering in a wild park without iron cages to isolate carnivores, Bailang and the guide went to the -4 floor to buy a ticket under the gaze of a pair of eyes.

About six minutes later, a subway came through, and they deliberately entered the car marked No. 5. The internal environment improved instantly, there were no people, no noise, and no choking smell of smoke.

Bailang and the guide continued to exchange consumption questions: "Tourism is also a pillar industry of Eden, but why was it forbidden to carry money when I entered?"

Nick: "Long-term settlers like us can only make money from within the city. It's not difficult to get money, and you can spend whatever you earn, and you can transfer it to any account on Earth with zero fees. But you can only go out but not in, This is a single-direction ring, the purpose is to prevent outside capital from penetrating Eden."

"The Garden of Eden has its own exchange rate system, which is controlled and designated by evil spirits. The ordinary circles in the city still use US dollars for daily settlement. If the outside world flows in funds casually, it will break the special balance in the city. Those local tyrants who come to play are different. They can transfer funds indefinitely, spend and use them in any store in Eden, and the wealth will directly fall into the hands of evil spirits."

"Their itineraries are basically isolated, and the money goes through another system, which has nothing to do with us. Aside from the special shops that pay with gold coins, ordinary people in Eden can buy far more money with banknotes than in the human world." services, so rich people from all over the world will come in continuously, just like Las Vegas. After we finish the formalities in the 13th district, I will take you to open your eyes." Nick showed a comprehensible smile.

Bai Lang asked curiously, "Are you going to 'Em Street'?"

"The 'Kabukicho Elm Street' in the thirteenth district is Freddy's private domain. It is a real 'different dimension', also called 'Dreamland Hell Paradise'. It is very magical. It is called a real dream, and it is probably the real 'Heaven'. Right? Tickets cost 10 quarters. Let’s talk about it after you earn money. I can’t afford it. I’ll take you to the consumption area of ​​normal humans, but some high-end places still have spiritual blessings, even the realm of spirits. .”

Nick didn't intend to explain too much, it would be too troublesome to say it with his mouth, and he would understand it after going to high once or twice, and he would never forget it and never leave it.

After the subway started, there were very few people in the carriage, so the two found their seats and sat down. Nick took out his mobile phone, kept clicking and pulling down, and then said: "Ah, I found it! In the yellow danger zone in the second period today, there is a death car racing competition in the 27th zone, and there is a middle-level holy spirit reward in the 39th zone." Street battles. Hmm... There is also a death fight sponsored by the high spirit clown in Area 41... If you still have gold coins on hand and are confident in your vision, you might as well take a gamble."

"A game in the danger zone?"

"Yes. These competitions help you blend into the Garden of Eden as quickly as possible. You don't necessarily have to 'death' to get spiritual rewards. These competitions are also dangerous, but generally you won't lose your life, and you can quickly accumulate wealth."

While the two were talking, the carriage suddenly shook violently, and then quickly returned to normal. But the violent sway produced could send ordinary people flying, and the lights in the car flickered and dimmed for a moment.

Before he could ask, there were explosions and intense firefights in the next compartment next door.

Nick quickly took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and then explained to him: "Don't panic, it's normal, now it's entering the red zone, so it's wild."

After he finished speaking, there were several consecutive earthquakes in the carriage. It felt as if someone had buried C4 on the track, but the strange thing was that the subway did not derail at all due to such an exaggerated attack, but continued to run.

boom!

It was another explosion, very close to it. The inner wall of the tunnel was suddenly detonated. The fleeting fire light illuminated the glass of the No. 5 carriage. There were clusters of large and small cobweb cracks.

Bailang immediately sat up straight vigilantly and adjusted his posture.

But a hand stretched out beside him, pressing on his shoulder: "Don't be nervous, it's normal operation."

Then, the plexiglass on the opposite side, which was crumbling to pieces, quickly returned to its original state as if time went back, returning to a brand new and clean.

"The carriages before No. 5 are absolutely safe, and even the battles in the red zone cannot be affected. Instead, you can enjoy the battles outside..."

At this time, the subway was gradually slowing down and had already reached the next station, and the sound of firefights and explosions also became more frequent. When the subway stopped, the outside platform was already full of blood and rain. A strong man with a hockey mask on his face was shooting Gatling. Behind him are multiple hockey masks wielding broadswords.

A translucent human-shaped phantom flickered and avoided at high speed, piercing through several huge pillars along the way, avoiding the pursuit from behind. Then there was another violent explosion, which made the carriage vibrate, but nothing had a substantial impact on the No. 5 carriage.

When the car door was opened, the sound of fighting outside became clearer, and the smell of gunpowder wafted in. Occasionally, a bullet shot in, hit the inner wall and bounced off, but no one came in to find fault.

Bailang sat there, took out his phone and turned on the camera mode, feeling like he was going to a wild animal park to watch a tiger eat a chick, but suddenly, the opposite glass window was covered with a large amount of blood, and he could no longer see clearly. On the contrary, there were footsteps on the roof, bang bang bang, it seemed like a fight?

Just before the door closed, a white man wearing a windbreaker, shot in the body, and holding his abdomen suddenly flew in, and then the door closed, followed by furious abuse and violent knocking on the door.

The subway began to run slowly again, and other people in the carriage either continued to play with their mobile phones, or turned a blind eye to the man.

The white man who was shot also dragged a trail of blood as if no one else was around, and struggled to climb into the corner of the carriage, took out strange objects, and started self-rescue and treatment, and his breathing stabilized after a short while.

The props in his hands are all kinds of strange things, but they all carry the smell of "spirit". Bailang also basically understands Eden's daily life, so he is really full of energy!

As the subway accelerated, the sound of footsteps above my head rang a few more times, and then fell silent. However, before leaving the red danger zone, the car body shook violently again, which was more exaggerated than the previous few times. He even heard the sound of metal twisting and breaking, but the No. 5 car quickly returned to tranquility.

"Shouldn't it blow up?"

Nick nodded: "It's possible. The first six carriages are safe areas. No matter what kind of fighting breaks out, even if someone detonates a bomb on the roof or even blows up the rails, it will not be affected. But the carriages at the back will suffer to varying degrees. Injury, blown off, derailed, car crash and death are also possible.”

"The difference is so big?"

"Because our tickets are expensive." Nick spread his hands, taking it for granted, "This huge difference fully reflects the sense of superiority of the rich. As long as you have the capital, are willing to work hard, and have a high status, you can get security and supremacy." Enjoy. Those poor ghosts who don’t want to give, don’t want to dedicate to the soul, but just want to make money steadily, can only take the cheap trains with trepidation and take greater risks.”

"Only in this precarious life of crisis can we continue to maintain a fresh sense of 'fear', allowing them to bear inexplicable great fear all the time, instead of falling into daily numbness. These sufferings, fears, and tortures will be treated This land is transformed into a special nutrient that pervades the entire city and becomes one of the foods that feed evil spirits."

"Breathe fear all the time and release pain, just like plants perform photosynthesis. The hatred of those hunters, the killing and fanaticism of fighting are also one of the nutrients."

"Oh!" Bailang nodded knowingly.

Soon, the subway returned to calm, but the last three carriages were blown apart, rolled and derailed, and the dense crowd of office workers bumped repeatedly, their scalps were scratched and their faces were dripping with blood. They trembled and stagnated in the dark tunnel, waiting for the next train With the arrival of the subway, I look forward to being able to clock in normally and not to be late.

While fights break out at subway stations, the carriages tend to offer a minimum of protection, and Eden isn't impersonal, after all. The evil spirits only need terror, not the car crashes and deaths of people fishing in the dry marshes, and the few unlucky ones are completely accidental. It can also quickly import replenishment from the outside world, and there is always no shortage of people here.

The stranded civilians only need to wait until the next subway train arrives to re-dock with the three carriages before they can move on. Here, there are often car heads dragging dozens of carriages back to the finish line.

Car No. 5 on the other side stopped again, and District 13 arrived.

The day before yesterday was in a better state, and I was excited about writing. From the black Christ to the two generations of god kings, I changed the magic all night at night. I was connected for 24 hours. I relied on inertia for another day, and my head was empty and I couldn’t concentrate.

I couldn't hold on last night and fell asleep directly, and it was broken. Today I had a headache during the day, and in the afternoon I was quite dead again, and it was only now that I found the feeling.

Old, the liver will not explode in the future, the liver will not move, and the sequelae will be too strong.