Why is there no one?
With doubts, Angel changed his perspective to God's perspective.
He first stretched his vision to the clouds, almost overlooking the entire modern city, to observe his specific location.
The location where Gleipnir and others first arrived was probably in the South Thirteenth District.
The place where he arrived this time was in the West Fifteenth District, just outside the Sixth Ring Road. It was even more remote than the place where Gleipnir first arrived.
It is also further away from Prada Media Company in the North 9th District.
However, Angel discovered that although the place he was in was remote, there was a round-the-city train platform about three hundred meters away.
As long as you board this city-circling train, it won't take long to reach your destination.
After determining his position, Angel looked for the current location of the starworm through God's perspective.
Soon, Angel found the star bug.
He seems to be heading towards the North 7th District now. From his walking trajectory, Angel can basically determine that he is now heading towards the Sona neighborhood.
This reminded Angel of the intelligence rewards Starworm and Gleipnir had received previously:
"Rumor 1: In the corridor in the middle of the lake in the Sona neighborhood, every midnight recently, someone hears curses. The closer to the center of the corridor, the louder the curses become."
Therefore, Starworm most likely went to the Sona neighborhood to check for information there.
When Angel saw the intelligence reward, he actually checked the intelligence location. However, when he checked from a God's perspective, he didn't find anything.
Now that the starworm has passed by, I wonder if we can find any clues?
Angel didn't think too deeply about it. Anyway, as long as he knew the location of the star bug, Angel didn't care too much about the rest.
Although according to Graipnir's guess, this information about Sona Street is most likely related to fashion monsters; Angel himself is also very interested in fashion monsters, but he has no idea of ​​robbing others of their opportunities.
After determining the location of the star bug, Angel lowered the God's perspective to further observe the situation at his location.
There was no one around, which was strange.
Since Angel had already arrived, he naturally wanted to see what was going on.
As the field of vision narrowed, Angel not only saw "himself", but also saw the general appearance of this slum area.
Not only was there absolutely no one within a few dozen meters of his location, but the total number of people in the huge slum could probably be counted on both hands.
As for where the others went?
Angel's eyes were fixed on a huge open-air lawn several hundred meters away.
This lawn covers an extremely large area and can accommodate several stages. Different activities seem to be held on each stage.
Tens of thousands of people reveled around these stages.
From the dense crowd of people dressing up, Angel saw a large number of clothing styles with ruins style and wasteland style as the main combinations.
If nothing unexpected happens, these people are most likely from slums.
"So, all the people here went to the lawn to participate in the stage activities?" Angel could clearly see through God's perspective that there were many people dressed in extremely exaggerated costumes on each stage and around the stage.
There are even strong men who use more than ten meters of thin steel bars to make exoskeleton clothing...
According to what Geralt said before, these people with extremely exaggerated clothes are most likely fashion magicians.
If a fashion magician holds an event, will it be the same as the previous fashion show held by Watkins in a shopping mall to attract fashion monsters?
Thinking of the "fashion monster", Angel's eyes flashed with curiosity.
The fashion magic system is an energy system that suddenly appears in the Wonderland copy, and the source is "fashion monsters". How do fashion monsters appear? How do their abilities work? Are they hidden in people's hearts?
Angel was quite curious about these questions.
Before, I only saw Fashion Monster through the live broadcast and through the screen.
Now that he has the opportunity to get in touch with fashion monsters in person, Angel naturally wants to go and see them.
Thinking of this, Angel didn't hesitate and turned around and walked towards the open lawn.
The distance of a few hundred meters was not that far. It only took a few minutes for Angel to reach the edge of the lawn. From here, he could already see the several large stages in the center of the lawn.
The surroundings were full of excited and carnival crowds.
Looking from a distance, Angel really didn't see what was happening on the stage.
Fashion show? Beauty show? Light show?
It seems like neither.
Because there was a little bit of everything on the stage, there were even people singing, dancing, and playing games of finding things... It looked more like a hodgepodge.
Could this be the characteristic of the Western District?
Angel was thinking as he prepared to walk onto the lawn.
But at this moment, a voice sounded from not far away.
"Hey, that friend over there is the one dressed in Renaissance clothes! Hoo ho... look here!" A tired and breathless voice sounded in Angel's ears.
"Hey, didn't you hear that? The one with golden hair!"
Angel didn't pay attention at first. He didn't understand "Renaissance" at all. But when the other party mentioned "blond hair", Angel paused.
There was no one else around, and his hair was indeed golden. - In reality, Angel would most of the time give himself a skin with red hair and golden eyes; but in the Dream Crystal Plain, it was restored to its original appearance.
So, could it be that the person the other party called was me?
With doubts, Angel turned his head and looked.
After wandering around for a while, Angel didn't see anyone.
At this time, the voice sounded again: "Here, I'm here. Look down!"
Angel's eyes moved downward and finally saw the person who spoke.
It was a big fat man stuck in the sewer opening.
Only his upper body was exposed, and his fat belly was stuck in the sewer opening, making it impossible for him to go up or down.
When Angel noticed him, he said shyly: "Hello good friend, I accidentally got stuck... Can you give me a hand? Thank you very much!"
After the other party said this, the blush floated from his cheeks to the tips of his ears and the side of his neck. It was obvious that the other party's "help" had taken away all the courage he had mustered.
Although Angel felt that the scene in front of him was a bit funny, he still suppressed his smile and nodded calmly: "Okay."
After speaking, Angel walked over to the other party's grateful eyes and tried to pull him out.
However, his belly was too big, and it was a little difficult for Angel to control his strength so as not to hurt him and to pull him out.
When Angel hesitated to put in more effort, the other party's face turned even redder, and he said in a voice almost like a mosquito: "There is lubricating oil on my chest pocket, why don't you put some on my belly... …”
Angel: "???"
Seeing Angel's weird expression, he quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, that's engine oil, used for mechanical care..."
Sure enough, Angel found a long mechanical bottle in his breast pocket.
Under the other party's guidance, Angel turned the gear and opened the bottle.
A distinct smell of engine oil immediately wafted out of the bottle.
Angel silently poured the engine oil on the lip of the sewer. With the help of Yourun, Angel finally pulled the other party out of the stuck state.
After the fat man came out, Angel discovered that except for a short jacket with pockets, he had almost no other extra clothing on his body.
Obviously, the other party is very aware of his body shape, so in order to avoid getting stuck, he takes off everything that needs to be taken off.
But even so, he underestimated his fat.
"I'm sorry to trouble you." The fat man looked grateful and bowed to Angel continuously.
It was also at this time that Angel took stock of this person.
He has short brown hair and a lot of flesh on his face. Like his body, it is all accumulated flesh. But his skin is very white and he looks extremely young, about fourteen or five years old.
His eyes are shy, his expression is awkward and shy
"When I came out last month, I could take my hands out and apply engine oil myself. But in the past two months, I may have eaten a little too much and gained a little weight, which caused my hands to get stuck."
Angel: "..." Is it a little bit, or a billion points? Angel is very doubtful.
To be continued...