"Hey? Why are you..."

The ticket seller saw such a crazy woman rushing in and subconsciously wanted to call the security guard, but when he saw the content of the material, he stopped moving.

The daughter of the president of the Fox Federation…

Although it was just a lower-level force in Ye Shengdu, it was at least one of the largest organizations.

Members of high-level positions in the middle-level neighborhoods are among the top players, and they are not something that little ticket sellers without background can provoke.

So she quickly changed her face and entered the ticket purchase information on the device.

Swish!

A rectangular card pops up from the side of the device.

Going to the upper level light rail line is no longer a stamped ticket, but a physical train ticket.

Wang Hui turned his face and looked at it, and found that the ticket was made of a flexible metal, thin but not sharp.

The edges are rounded, the surface is outlined with gorgeous patterns, and current-like light flows along the patterns, which looks extremely exquisite and full of science fiction beauty!

Before, Wang Hui thought that the stamped tickets in the middle and lower levels were quite interesting, but now there is no harm without comparison.

Ye Shengdu’s “environmental protection” is only aimed at “the group to be rich” and “the group to be rich in the first place”. It is a sin to waste a little more resources.

And for those who are qualified to interact with the upper class, they will not be so "environmentally friendly".

"Please collect your ticket and money card and wish you a happy journey!"

The ticket seller maintained a professional smile and handed back the money card, ticket and supporting documents with both hands.

Dai Shan, who was infectious in the semi-infected state, was a little confused again now. Several ghosts appeared in her vision, and gradually became a monster...

Without even having to stay for too long, Ga Daishan took the thing and put it in her arms randomly, then rushed into the platform with great strides, completely losing her usual temperament and qualities as a lady of the Federation.

There is no need to make a ticket by yourself, the person carrying a ticket card will be quickly identified and released by the gate.

Wang Hui, who was in the deep [virtual phase] state, followed behind and naturally got on the car.

I heard that Ye Shengdu’s light rail has a preferential policy of “100% off for tickets for centenarians”. According to the time of the mechanical world, Wang Hui must be over 30,000 years old, so it is reasonable to have free tickets!

Once you get on the bus, you will feel the difference between dedicated light rail.

It is no less than the first class of aircraft that Wang Hui has seen outside. Each passenger has an independent sofa, dining table, and high-definition large-screen information device.

The small refrigerator on the side of the seat is full of food and drinks and can be used at will.

Looking around the entire carriage, the number of passengers was sparse, far less crowded than the light rail on the lower floor.

And they are generally suits and ties, small dresses, and look like a successful person.

Occasionally, I saw a few trembling and uneasy passengers, and I didn’t need to guess that they were temporarily appointed by the middle and lower levels to do business.

They are incompatible with the light luxury environment around them. On the wide sofa, they only dare to sit in the front half, their bodies are tight, and they seem to be ready to stand up at any time...

The warm air temperature in the car was very suitable, but none of these people took off their coats, as if they were afraid of revealing their cheap prosthetic body and being laughed at by others.

However, the more concealed it, the more eye-catching it becomes.

You can vaguely hear the lowly laughter of several upper-level passengers, which will make the low-class people even more embarrassed. Even if you are not sure what the other party said, you always feel that you are laughing at yourself...

All the scenes fell into Wang Hui's eyes, and he couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Ye Shengdu uses the height of the neighborhood to divide the class of urban residents. Over the years, this division has penetrated into the bones!

No wonder some people will climb up desperately and cut off their connection with the lower area. They are born in a lower neighborhood, as if they are physically and mentally inferior.

To improve this situation, clearing out the evil forces oppressing everyone's heads is only the first step, and a better management system must be established and a new lifestyle will take longer.

I don’t know how long it will take for Qiao Ning and his team to form a prairie fire...

Fortunately, what Wang Hui lacks the most is time. He is very happy to witness a huge change in Ye Shengdu and even the entire mechanical world!

Of course, if he can master the inherited holy relics here and continue to observe slowly, it will be more convenient for him to absorb the benefits generated by the change process.

"A organization like Zen Temple that pursues faith can survive in Ye Sheng, who believes in science in the overall atmosphere, and even enters the upper level. I don't believe it without any special means...

I hope the inheritance of the holy relics are here so that I won’t be in vain.”

Wang Hui found an empty seat to sit down, and his body almost fell into the soft sofa.

He opened the small refrigerator and picked up a few bottles of drinks. He happened to have too much meat for lunch before, and now he has relieved the greasiness.

At the same time, Wang Hui also felt the semi-infected woman sitting in front of him.

It seems that the status is very different from that of the mushroom worm boarders, unlike the one who is holding up bad intentions and deliberately goes to the upper layer to spread the infection...

After sensing for a moment, Wang Hui suddenly remembered that he had seen the breath of this woman in the station at the vortex entrance in the north of the wilderness!

Judging from the information I just saw, it was probably the commander of the Fox Federation there? The infection of spore silver mycelium can last until Ye Sheng until now, which is ridiculously tenacious...

I took a bus to Yuguan Street, was it because I wanted to seek help from the Zen altar?

Accompanied by the soothing music in the car, the dedicated light rail gradually drove into the upper area.

This place is not only the street, but the architectural layout is more exquisite than the middle level. There are even some plants that decorate the appearance of the city.

It is not the fake cherry blossom tree in the garden of three, but a real living plant!

However, they are all locked in a transparent cover like a display cabinet, which can block the wind and snow outside, maintain temperature and humidity so that their growth is not affected by seasonal climate.

A moment later, Yuguan Street Station arrived.

Amid the smile of the flight attendant, Ga Daishan staggered out of the car, and did not bother to call the taxi. She followed the location of the Zen altar in memory, which caused many passers-by to dodge and exclaim.

Wang Hui followed behind.

He corrected the location on the information device map and confirmed that this woman was really heading for the Zen altar!

After more than ten minutes, the running Ga Daishan finally stopped.

Wang Hui looked up and saw that this was a temple with a very simple shape, with vermilion-red exterior walls and light gray eaves. This style is actually different in the night.

And the scale was much smaller than he expected, and there was no source aura worth mentioning in it.

Is the Zen Hall a fraud organization with nothing but a false reputation?

At this time, Ga Daishan had been brought in by a little monk, and Wang Hui naturally floated behind and entered together.

Just after passing the threshold, I heard a sound echoing in my ears.
Chapter completed!