The magnificent Imperial House complex is in the spring season of red flowers and green willows. Many people come here for sightseeing. In particular, there is a corridor in the center of the House, surrounded by purple lilacs. All members go to and from get off work. Passing through here is called the "Dream Corridor". It once became famous on Star.com and became an Internet celebrity "check-in place" for tourists.

In addition to the male tourists who came for the purifiers, there were also some lively and active female tourists.

"Look, that's the President of the Senate, he's so handsome." A girl with a round face held her heart in her hands, her eyes filled with pink hearts.

"It's Bai Yixing, the legendary 'Golden Tulip'. It turns out he's even prettier in person than in the photos." Another girl pointed the terminal in her hand at the man and clicked a few close-up photos. "It's a pity that he is too self-conscious and has never had any problems."

Scandal, not even gossip."

The man they talked about was sitting on one side of the corridor reading a book. His whole body was bathed in the sun. Even the weather seemed to be particularly kind to him. The hot sun shone on him, making him so gentle. The man was like gold.

His long hair was tied behind his back, revealing a red earring on his left ear. His calm blue eyes and naturally smiling lips made his whole person look warm, like a treasure carefully carved by God.

A shadow appeared in front of him, blocking the sunlight, and Bai Yixing raised his head from the page.

"Do you like to be the talk of others?" The cold and solemn voice was like ice and snow, instantly dispelling the warmth of the spring day.

Bai Yixing raised his face and smiled: "I didn't notice them. Besides, I don't care what others think of me."

The person opposite could not deny his answer.

The man with snow-colored hair was wearing a dark military uniform with dark water ripples tattooed on his chest. The buttons on his collar were tied up to his Adam's apple. His whole body was wrapped tightly, without any color at all. Even the silver that should have shone.

His long hair was also covered under a serious military cap.

Jing Yi held the long sword at his waist and turned his eyes to the side. He obviously had blue eyes, but they were as chilling as the arctic glaciers.

The two female tourists looked at him, their expressions changed, and they left quickly, almost as if they were running away, as if a monster was chasing them.

The commander of the three armies is really terrible! What’s the use of being good-looking? No wonder he’s called ‘Polar Frozen Earth’!

"You scared away two young ladies again." Bai Yixing shook his head, helpless to this long-time classmate. He turned to the next page slowly, as if he was holding fragile petals in his hands, "The third army has come so quickly.

Have you sorted it out? I thought you would come back next week."

Jing Yi glanced at the nearby tourists taking photos of the flowers with emotionless eyes, and replied coldly: "It's just the genetic madness of two hundred people. Those who have the potential to survive have been rescued by purifiers, and they are allowed to lose their minds.

Those people, I have put them on the Airbus to Area 12."

When he heard the words District 12, Bai Yixing's fingertips paused, and he curled up his lips with a complicated smile: "As expected of you, but I thought too much."

Jing Yi glanced at the man's face, which seemed to be always gentle and calm, and reached out to fiddle with the sword on his waist: "You've been a little strange lately."

Bai Yixing turned the page of the book, and his eyebrows seemed to have a little golden light: "Oh, what's wrong with me?"

The sword in Jing Yi's hand is different from the swords of other soldiers. It is longer and thinner. Its tentacles are as cold as cold iron. It is the same color as his hair, just like the snow lotus on the mountain top of the cold mountain.

He rubbed the hilt of the sword lovingly with his handkerchief: "As far as I know, although you look like a good old man, in fact you don't care about anything. You can be absent from parliamentary meetings for 5 days out of 7 days a week, but recently you go to the House of Representatives on time every day.

Run, you can never suddenly want to work hard."

"What news are you waiting for, or - who are you waiting for."

Bai Yixing paused, and Jing Yi continued: "Just like the "Dow Jones Act" you are reading now, have you really read a word of it?"

"What are you nervous about?"

Bai Yixing was speechless. He shook his head and closed the book: "We grew up together, and I really can't hide anything from you."

He smiled slightly, his blue eyes filled with water: "I think I may be waiting for an expectation. If I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Oviwesia · District 9

It was already after seven o'clock in the evening when the Airbus arrived. The sky was pitch black, but the stars were very bright, like the night sky was sprinkled with broken diamonds.

"Let's rest here for one night. The train will leave on time at 9:30 tomorrow morning." Adjutant Raymond said. He looked at the terminal in his hand. "The guest house we booked is not far ahead. Commander, we can

Take the car there."

Duan Moyan didn't want to say anything about this long-distance trip. Even if the service was attentive, his bones would feel sore after sitting for a day, as if he had been beaten up.

"Isn't it not far? We can walk there and treat it as a walk." She looked at Joyce inquiringly, and there was no reason why the latter would not agree.

There are 12 districts in Oviwei Asia, 1-3 belongs to the central three districts, 10-12 belongs to the border three districts, 4-6 is the upper city district, and 7-9 is the lower city district. The overall construction of district 9 is better than that of district 11.

At least, there are no dilapidated houses to be seen, and there are no homeless people lying on the roadside waiting to die.

It seems that the overall backbone of this place is the light industrial economy, with many factories, which emit faint lights at night, and tall chimneys reaching into the sky, emitting billowing steam.

"There are actually women here!" I really don't blame Duan Moyan. This was the first time she saw someone of the same sex in this world. When she was in District 11, she almost thought that all women in the world had disappeared!

Joyce laughed loudly and said: "You can see more when you go to the Central Third District in the future."

Workers who had got off work gathered together in twos and threes, including many older women. The lighted taverns and small vendors on the roadside were crowded with people, and the aroma of barbecue wafted out. Duan Mo was fascinated by the busy night scene.

Yan had the illusion of returning to the metropolis.

If there weren't a bunch of humans with cats and dogs walking around, she would have thought she was in an ordinary world.

"Take a look, take a look, it's a delicious compressed nutrient solution, one tube of cherry flavor will fill you up for the whole day~"

"The signed photos of Goddess Lele are being sold at a huge loss. They are all out of print! They are in ultra-high definition!"

"Flowers, flowers! Fresh flowers!"

Various stalls display a wide variety of goods. Duan Moyan leads this group of boys with good looks and figures, and has gained a 200% return rate along the way, but more people are looking at her.

"Miss, do you want flowers? Freshly picked roses cannot compare to your beauty." The blushing vendor held a bouquet of flowers wrapped in plastic. Duan Moyan smiled apologetically at him and waved her hand.

"Handsome boy, let's buy some jewelry for the lady. The pearls produced by ourselves are round and big." Joyce saw a string of bracelets on the stall. The pearls were not very big and the quality was average, but they were uniquely placed in the middle.

A star stone is strung together, pure black in color, like someone's eyes.

He was a little distracted while holding the chain, with the boss's nagging in his ears. When he turned around, he was almost left behind by the large army.

"A scaled-down model of the world will take you around the world at home! A must-have for any fat house!" shouted a vendor in front of a deserted stall, and Duan Moyan couldn't help but stop.

This thing seems to be for children to play with. It is a bit like a glass earth, but if you click anywhere with your finger, you can enlarge a clear three-dimensional landscape. It also has thoughtful text notes. It is simply tailor-made for an illiterate like her.

custom made.

"Miss, are you interested?" The hawker knew that a big deal was coming when he saw her coming, and used all his skills to spit. "Our model uses the highest technology in the federation, and it is safe and non-toxic. Now it is

The manufacturer is holding a big sale at a loss and only costs 100 star coins!"

Duan Moyan nodded and kept flipping through his hands: "It looks good, if it's 50 star coins cheaper, I'll..."

Before she finished speaking, a person squeezed in next to her. Joyce stared at the thing in her hand: "Do you want this?" Without saying a word, the wealthy Gu Gudiao took out the payment code on his personal terminal and yelled at the stall owner.

On the face, "Here!"

Seeing the windfall, the stall owner was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth: "Okay, okay, thank you for your patronage."

But as soon as he stretched out his hand to collect money, another person intercepted it.

Pei Ji glanced coldly at Joyce, who was leaning backwards, gave him a mocking look, and then clicked on his personal terminal: "Collect money."

Now the stall owner is in a dilemma. These guys are not easy to mess with at first glance. He himself is just a rabbit gene user with a talent level of B-. He can barely make a living in the city. Among this group of people, he may be the only one.

I can only defeat this young lady, so what should I do?

The boss hesitated and didn't dare to speak. Joyce was stunned, glared at Pei Ji and shouted at the stall owner: "Why are you standing there, are you still doing business? First come, first served, don't you understand?"

"First come, first served, I come first." Pei Ji replied unceremoniously.

"Sir Duncan, you don't have the obligation to pay, do you?" Green said.

"I don't, but you guys who just got out of prison do?" Joyce said.

The stall owner was trembling. He had already seen that Joyce was wearing a military uniform. The officers were at least S-level talents. It was more than enough to beat him ten times by one person. There was sweat on his head, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for a while.

If you don't hold on, it will turn into a white rabbit with a bang. Today is really unlucky.

Duan Moyan, who was caught in the middle, silently watched the childish operations on both sides. She sighed and slapped Joyce's hand that was holding the earth model away.

"It's 50 star coins cheaper, I'll take it."

The stall owner was eager for the ancestors to leave as soon as possible, and he would not agree. He immediately found a packaging box for her, nodding and bowing more actively than anyone else.

Duan Moyan was extremely satisfied. She looked at Pei Ji aside and said with a smile, "Lend me 50 star coins and I will return them to you in the future."

Pei Ji narrowed his eyes and deducted the fee from his personal terminal without saying anything. He crossed his arms and asked, "How long will this take?"

"It's up to you." Duan Moyan held the box in her arms, her whole body filled with satisfaction. She waved to the boss who was lying on the ground, "Thank you!"

Murphy came next to her: "Moyan, do you know how to play this? I'll show you my hometown!"

Several people walked forward in a lively manner, and the veins on Joyce's forehead jumped. He turned back and glanced at the stall owner who dared not move, but chose to follow them.

The place where you stay for the night is a guest house affiliated with the government. It is generally open only to military personnel, dignitaries and purifiers, and is under first-level surveillance and security. Security inspections and body searches are required when entering through the gate.

"I'm sorry, miss." A tall and burly soldier swept Duan Moyan's coat pocket with a delicate instrument in his hand, then bowed and made a gesture of invitation. There was no other search for her. It was very simple.

Just let it go.

The other men were not so lucky. Fortunately for Joyce and others, the four Pei Jis were given special treatment. Not only did they take off their coats, but all the pockets on their bodies that could hide things were turned upside down.

"Don't push yourself too far. I used to serve in the army, so I know all these tricks very well." Tours groaned angrily.

The soldier who checked them had no expression on his face: "This is a routine inspection, please cooperate."

The instrument in his hand scanned Tours back and forth, left, right, and left, making the latter so angry that his hair almost exploded.

"Now take off the belt, we need to check the structure." The soldier said.
To be continued...