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The brilliance flashed, and when Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he had already entered a new world.

Then………

"Damn, what the **** is this?!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Fang Zheng suddenly couldn't help but yelled out.

What I saw in front of him was a city with a modern urban atmosphere, blue sky, white clouds, bustling pedestrians, and cars speeding on the streets. These are all common scenes in everyday life, and they don't make people care.

Of course, Fang Zheng would not cry out because of these.

What made him scream...It was a monster that stood tall in the city, and it seemed to be a hundred meters high. The thing was so real that Fang Zheng thought it was a real monster at first glance. Finally, I took a closer look and realized that this thing is not alive, but like a sculpture...

But... what is this stuff? Godzilla?

Looking at the monster statue in the distance, Fang Zheng scratched his head. He didn't know why the world had such a strange interest. Doesn't it take up space to build such a thing in a busy city? This should be...Tokyo, right?

But look at the people walking around and no one cares about this stuff. Obviously this thing should be commonplace for them. Founder has no particular doubts about this, after all, every world has different laws for every world, maybe this world likes this?

Having said that, since this world is also a world bubble on the tree of imaginary numbers, there should be something similar to collapse. That monster also looked like a broken beast, but according to common sense, no civilization would place a statue of a broken beast in its own city.

Could it be that people in this world regard collapse as a certain kind of belief?

Fang Zheng first opened his personal terminal and connected to the world's network to conduct an investigation, but to his disappointment, there was no news of a collapsed beast attack or a collapsed disaster on the Internet. Of course, considering that Destiny is also responsible for concealing such information in the collapsed world, it is not surprising that such information will not appear on ordinary networks.

But to Fang Zheng's surprise, let alone the collapse, even the disasters related to the collapse did not have any records. Not only that, he tried to investigate the news about these monster statues in the city out of curiosity, but there was no record.

It's really weird, such a big thing is placed here, even if it is a statue, you should have an introduction or something.

It's better to ask someone to ask hello.

It happened that there was a shop not far away, and Fang Zheng opened the door and walked in.

"welcome."

When he opened the door and walked into the store, Fang Zheng heard a lazy greeting. Then he looked around and saw a girl in uniform with black shawl hair sitting behind the counter and swiping her mobile phone, and saw Fang Zheng coming in. The girl froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Just watch it."

After saying this, the girl lowered her head again to swipe her phone.

Oh, this is interesting.

Fang Zheng seemed a little surprised by the girl’s hospitality. After all, the service industry in this place of Japan has always pursued "Customer is God". To be honest, the employees in those shops are all attentive and uncomfortable. People like Heimao stay away from these stores. They would rather shop online than go to the store for interviews and dressing. The reason is that the cheeky salespersons are too uncomfortable.

For social fear patients, it is simply a natural enemy.

It’s very rare in Japan to have an attitude of ignorance like a girl, but Founder is very used to it. After all, the owners of many small shops in China are also like this. They don’t smile like the Japanese. Go up and make you feel embarrassed if you don't buy anything-of course, even if you pay for it, you will definitely not come again next time.

But at the moment, this store is not a convenience store or a small shop. It looks more like a second-hand store with second-hand goods that are recycled and sold.

This situation is quite common in Japan. After all, in Japan, the recycling of used goods has always been a problem.

The Chinese may have become accustomed to the big speaker attack of the "refrigerator, color TV, washing machine" that walks along the streets. In the eyes of many Chinese, recycling of used goods is not a difficult task. Find a hawker who collects garbage, and they bring a trolley to your door. All the color TV and washing machines you don’t want can be sold for a little bit. Of course, it’s less than one-thousandth of the original price. But it's finally a profit.

However, Japan’s second-hand goods recycling is not the case, especially for electronic goods. In fact, many Japanese people even sneak into the garbage station to throw some second-hand goods while the dark wind is high at night. The reason is simple. In Japan, consumers are required by law to pay for the recycling of used appliances.

That's right, in Japan, if you ask someone to recycle old appliances, not only can you not sell it, but you have to give them money!

For refrigerators, color TVs and air conditioners, if you want people to recycle them all at once, you will have to pay the recycling companies nearly 10,000 yen.

The landlord’s house doesn’t have any surplus food. Who can stand it if you throw away old appliances and have to pay for it.

Therefore, many Japanese would sneak away from the dark wind at night to throw old appliances to the garbage station, then turn around and run, it is no different from being a thief.

And you can’t just pick it up!

You have to pick up a used household appliance at the garbage station and move it back. If you are found by the police on the way, it is also against the law and you will go to jail if it is serious.

So in this case, the Japanese will be more inclined to sell things to second-hand thrift stores, not only can they dispose of the waste they don’t want, but they can also make a fortune without worrying about breaking the law. The same is true for people who buy things. Thrift shops are cheaper than new ones anyway. Unless they are really poor and can’t afford to eat, go to thrift shops to buy some things they need, which is also a lot of Japanese. choose.

Because of this, for the Japanese, thrift shops are simply "just in demand". No wonder this girl sits firmly on the Diaoyutai without saying hello. Just like the waiter in a state-owned store, it was estimated that decades ago, it was not a mobile phone, but a sweater.

However, Fang Zheng took a look and didn't see anything interesting, but an old computer placed on the wall of the store caught Fang Zheng's attention. It was an old thing. Take a look at the floppy disk interface above, this thing has been eliminated in China 80 years ago, that is, Japan has always adhered to the tradition-after all, they can do things like installing WIN7 with floppy disks, such an old master It's not surprising that the machine is placed here.

However, it is obvious that no one cares about it. This is normal. What age is this? Back then, this computer was not all voodoo graphics cards... Not necessarily, let alone the current 1080P full HD 60FPS game. already setup.

"Are you interested in this?"

Seeing Fang Zheng looking at the computer curiously, the girl asked.

"Just take a look, I didn't expect to be able to see this in this age... Tsk tsk, this big white head..."

While talking, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to pat the computer monitor in front of him. Unlike the current LCD monitors, which are thinner and lighter than a magazine, the computer monitors back then were a big box, heavy and heavy, and the screen was small... I recall tears.

After feeling a few words, Fang Zheng turned around and left, came to the counter, and curiously picked up the menu placed there. To Fang Zheng’s surprise, this thrift store also provides food and beverages-but think about it carefully, the antique shop in the mysterious world of Kurosawa also has a dessert setting. Is this a popular design in Japan? ?

Anyway, eat something.

"A cup of mixed coffee, a set meal."

"OK, just a second."

Although the girl was not very enthusiastic, she was still used to it. Soon she brought out coffee and a set of sandwiches. And Fang Zheng also thanked the girl, and then took a sip of coffee—the taste was average, not comparable to the coffee made by Chino, but he could still drink it.

But Fangzheng's ordering is of course not just for eating.

"I came here from outside. It's the first time I came to this city. It feels weird here."

"Yes?"

"Yes, such as those monster statues in the city... what is that for?"

Fang Zheng stared at the girl again and asked, after all, in his opinion, this world should be the one that has something to do with Collapse.

However, the girl's answer surprised Fang Zheng.

"Monster statue? What monster statue?"

"It's the ones in the city, tall and big..."

"I have never seen such a weird thing."

The girl shook her head, and Fang Zheng rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, then, maybe I've read it wrong."

Frankly speaking, the girl said that she had never seen a monster statue, and Fang didn't believe it. The thing is more than a hundred meters high, even if he was standing in front of the store just now, he could see it as soon as he looked up. It didn't make sense that the girl didn't know anything about it, but because it was too abnormal, he believed that what the girl said was true.

In other words, is this thing invisible to ordinary people in the city?

It seems that there is a need for investigation.

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking, the girl behind the counter suddenly approached and stared at him.

"Hey, aren't you an idol artist?"

"Huh? Why do you think so?"

"Because you are very handsome, and you dress differently from ordinary people, which combination are you from?"

Not to mention, the girl is still quite discerning. He is so handsome and terrible, he will be paid attention to everywhere.

Fang Zheng silently praised the girl in his heart, and at the same time thought about his identity.

"I just came back from overseas and I am planning to develop here..."

"really!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Which office are you from? When did you debut?"

"Well...I guess there will be a while, but since you like it so much..."

While talking, Fang Zheng looked around, then fixed his gaze on an old guitar.

"Why don't I sing you a song."

(End of this chapter)