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Chapter 140 Punk Youth
The smoke and rain are faint and the neon is colorful.

The train passes through the steel forest, as if entering a winding tunnel.

The fine water droplets reflected the blue-purple light, and slid down the car window, like a whale falling.

Through the car window, Ning Luo looked at the labyrinth-like covered bridges among the high-rise buildings, and the chaotic halo of star dots, and felt as if the whole city was overwhelming him like a mountain.

Neither the city's floor nor its dome can be seen from orbit.

Magnificent, cold, and depressing.

He calmed down and put his camera bag on his back.

Before getting out of the car, send a message to Lao Zhou to inform him that he has left.

Lao Zhou's tone was rather regretful, because he didn't even have time to take a photo with this hotly searched dark horse champion.

Ning Luo didn't know what it meant to be the number [-] most searched person on Blue Star in this era of information flow filling his life, but Lao Zhou knew it.

A group photo is enough for him to open some chain stores.

But Ning Luo naturally had his reasons for not doing this.

His personality has always been like this, he neither wants to be favored by others for no reason, nor does he want to involve others because of himself.

God's Choice is by no means a smooth journey, and it can be said that life and death are unpredictable.

In terms of time travel, it is entangled in karma.

So if they really make friends, it is still unclear whether it will be a blessing or a curse for Lao Zhou.

Therefore, it should be broken, there is nothing to hesitate.

The speed of the train is gradually slowing down, and the altitude is getting lower and lower.

In the last gap, Ning Luo retrieved Ye Chen's news.

[Announcement from the Yongcheng public security agency (10:28 on October 0)]

[The criminal suspect Ye Chen committed an attack with a knife, the persuasion was ineffective and he resisted arrest, he was shot dead on the spot]

[After investigation, a large number of illegal drug ingredients remained in his body, which was suspected to be caused by insanity after taking the drug]

Matrix really handles everything neatly.

Ning Luo crossed out the terminal page and calmed down.

In this way, Yongcheng has nothing to do with it, and everything is over.

Until it approached the horizon, the speed of the empty track finally slowed down.

[Dear passengers and friends, Xingang Station is about to arrive, please check your luggage and get ready to get off the train]

[I wish you a pleasant journey again, thank you for your cooperation]

Ning Luo put on a mask, lowered the brim of his hat, put on his camera bag, and stepped out of the carriage silently.

After a hundred years of vanity, even if the memory of time travel does not confuse thoughts, social fears and the like are no longer hindered, but some habits are still difficult to change.

After exiting the station, the view is clear.

Overhead is an overpass that overlaps hundreds of floors, and in front of it is an empty square.

The dense buildings at the far end cover the view, like bristles on a brush, row upon row, orderly.

The train moved away, and the breeze blew by.

"It's so cold."

Ning Luo only felt that he probably went to the wrong season.

No matter what he said, he was a ruthless person who could live at home with only three catties of quilts in the severe winter months without wearing a padded jacket and overcoat at minus ten degrees.

But in Xingang in late autumn, I felt an inexplicable chill.

The cold here is magic damage, like icy water mist drilling into the clothes along the collar and sleeves.

Ning Luo gathered the windbreaker and looked around.

The spacious gray brick square was semi-dark, because the drizzle could not break through the blockade of the overpass, so the ground could not be soaked.

Although it is now nine o'clock in the morning, Newport still feels like a long night.

The ground lamp is endless, illuminating the four directions.

There are not many tourists today.

But in a few days, there will be a large number of players and spectators pouring into Xingang.

Ning Luo looked around, but couldn't find Su Yao in the sparse crowd.

"What about people?"

"Didn't you say you could arrive before me?"

Ning Luo raised his eyebrows.

Su Yao's tone doesn't seem to be boastful, so what's the delay on the way?
Ning Luo clicked on his personal terminal, but suddenly realized that he had no friends with Su Yao.

Su Yao's system version is different from other people's. Although she can browse information normally, she can't shop, she can't take a car, and others can't find her existence.

Perhaps it can be understood as the superior ID.

This is difficult.

If Su Yao can't be contacted, where is she now, what happened and when will she arrive?
Ning Luo didn't know anything.

He even doesn't know if this is the Xingang station that Su Yao agreed on.

After all, according to his experience, there is often more than one transportation hub in a city.

"tsk"

Ning Luo slapped his forehead, feeling bad.

The guide is gone, so where can he go to learn about the structure and rules of Xingang?

Then we can only wait and see.

"Young man, what's the matter?" The man's rough voice was a little gloomy.

Ning Luo looked around, but saw a middle-aged man in a brown coat and a briefcase slung over his shoulder slowly approaching.

It seemed that he was also a passenger who had just got off the bus. He heard the sound of him patting his forehead, so he stepped forward to ask.

Ning Luo shook his head slightly: "It's nothing, I'm waiting for a friend, uh, but I seem to have lost contact, uncle, this is my first time in Xingang, do you know how many platforms there are in Xingang?"

The uncle squeezed his chin, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up at Ning Luo.

Then he smiled and said, "Just one, Xingang Station is the only platform, and you are now in the south of Xingang."

"That's it"

Ning Luo frowned slightly.

Since there is only one platform, how can Su Yao be late?

She came out of the black tower, and she was injected with a bio-enhancer, so she should be able to trap her without incident.

Moreover, she is not only the God's Chosen One, but she can also communicate with the matrix, and the security robots will not block it.

Was it a miscalculation of time?
When he was thinking about it, the uncle suddenly said: "The young man is here to compete?"

"No, yes."

Ning Luo wanted to deny it, but it wasn't necessary after thinking about it carefully.

There was no point in hiding it and it would prevent him from knowing the situation, so it was better to just admit it.

"First time in Newport?"

"Well, that's right."

"Haha, sure enough, when I first came to Xingang, I was just like you, looking at these tall buildings and worrying."

The uncle flicked his finger lightly, and said heartily: "My name is Bai Yang, how about adding a contact information, I can just send you the guide version of the map of Xingang."

Map wizard?

Ning Luo thought for a while, then nodded slightly: "Okay, thank you in advance, Uncle Bai."

Bai Yang: "Hey, it's a trivial matter."

Certification passed.

Ning Luo has a second friend in his address book.

The ID is Bai Yang, and I don't know if this is his real name.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yang sent him an exe file: "Just install it directly."

Ning Luo didn't hesitate, because he knew that no one could poison the matrix, and it was even less likely to steal the authority of the matrix.

【Check file security】

【Loading】

[Confirmed as an identification application]

[Confirmation has nothing to do with individual privacy rights]

【installing】

【Successful installation】

After loading, a three-dimensional three-dimensional map appeared in the AR projection, which was the city model of Xingang.

The model can not only be scaled, but each scene has detailed annotations, and it also supports input content retrieval.

Ning Luo opened his mouth slightly, his expression froze.

Fuck, this looks like a good thing!
Even some indescribable hidden service places are clear at a glance on the map, and you can even click to see the price and details of the service!

If the developer sets up a paid sale, it can obviously sell for a good sum of money.

No matter where it came from, at least it really helped a lot, and it solved the urgent need of intelligence.

"This is too precious, thank you very much." Ning Luo scrolled to the terminal page and asked, "Uncle Bai is also waiting for someone?"

Bai Yang rubbed his hands, nodded and said, "That's right, wait for some friends."

The voice just fell.

Woo, woo—

Outside the square, the cracking sound of the exhaust pipe came from the blind spot, like the roar of some kind of vehicle.

The sound wave is getting closer and closer, and the source of the sound is also sailing towards the square, and it comes into view.

It was two motorcycle teams, one gray and one red.

The convoy stopped at the square, and two groups of people turned over and got off.

Ning Luo raised his eyebrows, only feeling that the scene in front of him was a bit magical.

Because the clothes of this group of people are full of rebellious punk style, and the ornaments are full of metal elements, just like the punk youths in film and television works.

The two groups of people held steel pipes and baseball bats, raised their chins, and looked at each other arrogantly.

"This"

If we say that Yongcheng is just a blue star of life science and technology.

That Xingang was completely cut off from reality, making Ning Luo feel like he had entered the world of cyberpunk, even more so.

After all, this steel city is far more depressing than cyberpunk.

Ning Luo pursed his lips, turned his head and said, "Uncle Bai, this, this is the friend you are waiting for?"

Bai Yang shook his head again and again: "No, no, this is the Xingang gang. The gray and black ones on the left are the Squirrel Gang, and the red and purple ones on the right are the Blood Skeletons. I am a decent person, how could I have anything to do with them?"

Serious people?
If you don't call yourself like that, I really think you are a decent person.

But Ning Luo clearly heard that when Bai Yang said the word "serious", his tone was a bit joking.

This made him more defensive.

Ning Luo looked at the two groups of people with a strange expression, thinking that under the supervision of the matrix, the order of Lan Xing was strict, how could there be such a gangster?
He asked puzzledly, "This can't possibly be for a street fight, can it?"

Bai Yang nodded: "It's street fighting, this is Xingang's specialty."

Ning Luo frowned deeper: "Wait, let me make sure again, is this street fight the one I thought of?"

"Yeah." Bai Yang's tone suddenly became a little heated, and he said with a smile, "It's just what you think, it's not a date, it's not a street fight, but"

"Street fight through time!"

(End of this chapter)