Walk alone in the abyss

Ding Ding!

Yang Ming opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at the watch beside the pillow with the morning light.

The dial automatically jumped out of the stereoscopic projection, and unfolded the letter from Miss Windsor.

'Good morning Ming, how did you sleep last night? '

Yang Ming rubbed the corners of his eyes, turning his hoarse voice into words.

'not bad. Did you have trouble yesterday? '

After replying to the message, he was about to sleep for a while, but the other party had already replied quickly.

'Trouble means I was reprimanded by Daddy? In fact, it’s okay, he is quite open-minded, but he just asked me to pay more attention to safety, and now there is chaos outside. It is said that many spies from the New Federation are engaged in sabotage activities. '

Lu poked his head in the chat box, and secretly waved at Yang Ming, like a thief.

"Boss, I can turn on Miss Windsor's camera, there is a surprise!"

Yang Ming frowned and said, "This violates other people's privacy... Let's take a look."

A small box appeared next to the chat box.

Windsor appeared in the frame with two dark circles under her eyes. Her face without makeup had a little blemish, but her facial features were still beautiful and pleasant.

Surprise refers to Windsor's makeup photos?

That's pretty good.

Satisfied, Yang Ming turned off the cheating device, continued to chat with Windsor, and recovered quickly.

After a while, Windsor took the initiative to send out an invitation.

'Ming, can we go shopping tonight? I have a friend who is sick and I want to visit him. If I go by myself, Dad will arrange bodyguards for me, so it will be too conspicuous. I've convinced Dad that if you're with me, he'll keep the bodyguards away from us. Well, we didn't fight. '

Yang Ming thought for a while: 'Is it okay at noon? I will be on duty in the palace in the afternoon. '

'OK! However, where we are going, the environment may not be very good, so you have to be mentally prepared. '

Yang Ming smiled.

Bad environment?

How bad could it be to be the capital of the Luofeng Empire?

When he was looking for a job after graduating from Earth, it was not uncommon for him to live in a shared bungalow in an urban village. Next door was a hair salon that made strange noises at night.

However, what surprised Yang Ming was;

The place they were going to next, in a sense, was not as good as the village in the city where he lived.

...

It was past nine in the morning.

Yang Ming and Windsor met smoothly in the square of a large commercial building.

Windsor still dresses very carefully today.

She put on a turtleneck sweater, paired it with skinny jeans and knight boots. Her tall and slender figure attracted many passers-by to secretly take pictures.

When Windsor found Yang Ming's figure, she immediately laughed happily, as if she had practiced it many times, she stepped forward and took the initiative to hold Yang Ming's arm.

"Thank you for coming to accompany me."

"It should be," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you really not need me to drive?"

"The shape of your car is too exaggerated. It has been in the headlines many times." Windsor squinted and smiled. "We can just take a taxi, it's not far from here."

Yang Ming looked at the small bag hanging from her waist, it could only hold some small items like cards.

"Isn't your friend sick? Don't you need to send some condolences?" Yang Ming asked with concern.

Windsor shook her head lightly: "If you give a gift, you will get a gift in return, and returning a gift will add an extra financial burden. Friendship should be simple and direct, and you don't need to care about these details."

Yang Ming glanced at Windsor with some surprise.

This was the first time he noticed something other than her beauty.

They took an unmanned taxi and rushed towards the residential area called "The Third Happiness".

From time to time, Windsor took out an oval-shaped network access terminal from her small bag, and tapped it quickly with her manicured fingers, probably to chat with her friends.

Yang Ming looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking about his plans for tonight.

The moth means that he is like a fluttering moth, rushing towards the highest point of Luofeng Empire's power.

The name was chosen to remind myself not to be fooled by the bubble-like power.

He's here for the planet.

The scenery outside the window gradually changed.

As taxis gradually move away from the downtown area of ​​Ilando, the density of high-rise buildings is declining rapidly.

Standing on the edge of the imperial palace and looking at the city skyline, Yang Ming can always see the buildings, showing their old bodies that have been polished for a long time at close range.

Occasionally, some construction sites can be seen, but the progress of the project does not seem to be going smoothly, and there are no equipment working inside.

Below the suspended driveway, there is also a ground road that is somewhat congested and has been in disrepair for many years. Yang Ming also saw the public transportation running on the ground.

——Vehicles running on the road are more energy-efficient than suspension vehicles, and the travel cost is lower.

"Father said that the economy of this country is like the remaining blood in the old man's body, which has been drained by the suzerain country."

Windsor sighed softly.

Yang Ming nodded in agreement, without making any comments.

The taxi ended up in the top-floor parking lot of an old building.

Windsor paid an extra fee to keep it loaded, waiting in the parking lot for their return journey.

"There are no taxis here that can go back directly," Windsor explained softly, "There are license plate restrictions between urban areas, and many license plates cannot enter the core urban area."

"It's really crowded there."

Yang Ming responded casually, turning his head to look in the direction of the palace.

Those towering buildings hide the palace.

It's like hiding a treasure.

"Would you mind coming to such a fringe place?" Windsor asked.

Yang Ming chuckled softly: "Why do you mind?"

"Then come with me," Windsor happily replied, and secretly observed Yang Ming's expression.

Obviously, she was hiding some small thoughts.

Although Yang Ming noticed it, he cooperated and didn't break it.

Windsor took Yang Ming around the elevator several times familiarly, from the top floor of the building all the way down to the bottom 20th floor.

When the elevator door opened again, bursts of noise filled Yang Ming's eardrums.

It turned out to be a narrow but lively market outside.

At first glance, what attracted Yang Ming's attention the most were the two rows of eye-catching advertising light boards and various vendors setting up stalls under the light boards.

The environment here is a bit like the black market that Yang Ming visited twice, but the goods here are daily necessities that are not prohibited, and the order is well-ordered everywhere, and many patrolmen can be seen.

There was a small puddle in front of the elevator, Windsor jumped over it deftly, and Yang Ming followed.

This market is more than 200 meters long, and there will be an elevator every 20 meters. Only a small part of these elevators lead to the surface.

When they walked out of the underground area of ​​that building, the sides of the aisle gradually opened up.

Neat buildings dug into the rock wall appeared on both sides, densely packed, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

ant nest.

Yang Ming inexplicably thought of this word.

He speculated that this place was originally an abandoned shelter, an underground complex used by the Luofeng Empire to deal with the crisis of war.

There are sufficient light sources here, complete sewage, ventilation, and water purification systems, and the people living here are not homeless—although occasionally you can see some homeless old people—you can see them everywhere, running on the road There are white-collar workers, students with schoolbags on their backs, and some well-dressed middle-aged and elderly citizens.

Clinics, supermarkets, fire brigades, sanitation robots...

Everything that a complete urban area should have is not lacking here.

While walking, Yang Ming found a group of young people riding exaggerated hoverbikes, gathering under the advertising lights, speaking meaningless modifiers in exaggerated tones.

This made Yang Ming have to sigh with emotion:

Street Liuzi is really a miraculous urban species.

Yang Ming was a little puzzled: "Windsor, how could your father allow you to come here?"

"I have only been here twice, and each time seven or eight bodyguards followed secretly, and secretly took pictures with a bunch of equipment. Although my father promised me that he would not interfere with my freedom to make friends, he is indeed very It’s hard to trust the environment here.”

Windsor was obviously a little nervous, she responded in a low voice:

"But don't get me wrong. Although this is an underground area, it is a relatively safe urban area, and it is an absolutely legal area. The biggest reason why everyone chooses to live here is...the rent is very cheap."

Yang Ming smiled.

His eyes flicked across the faces of several playful children. The eyes of these children were much brighter than those of the adults.

Windsor took his arm and whispered beside him:

"I actually met her on the Internet, three years ago. Occasionally, I would come to the house she rented, and she would cook some special meals for me, which made me feel pretty good."

Yang Ming asked warmly: "What's wrong with her? Now that medical conditions are so developed, we can always help her."

"This is what concerns me the most," Windsor looked up at the residential area in front of her. "She always says she's not sick, she always says she's fine, but sometimes she can't get out of bed and walk."

"Don't worry too much, just ask and you will know."

As Yang Ming spoke softly, some bad associations came to mind again.

Windsor is the only daughter of the chancellor, who has held the post for more than six years.

She is easily targeted by people with ulterior motives.

But when Windsor took Yang Ming into a 'embedded' residential building, took the elevator to the sixth floor, walked along the corridor full of all kinds of shoes, socks, hangers, and sundries, and arrived in front of Windsor's friend's house , after knocking on the anti-theft door...

Yang Ming was also taken aback.

This is a gray-haired old lady with a mild and slightly pale face, thin and somewhat stooped figure. After seeing Windsor, the old lady's expression became visibly excited.

ding ding.

Yang Ming's watch vibrated a few times, and the old lady's message appeared.

She is a former professor of economics at Ilando University.

No wonder the Chancellor of the Exchequer would allow Windsor to come here.

"Windsor?" The grandma was full of surprises, and hugged Windsor forward, "Why did you come to me suddenly? Oh! You were still chatting with me just now, saying where you are going to study today."

Windsor sighed: "I'm worried about your illness, so I can't rest assured, so I came here to have a look."

"This is old age, old disease," the old lady sighed softly, "There is also a little girl here, this is a very cute little guy, the neighbor who just moved here recently, let me introduce you... By the way, who is this?"

"My boyfriend," Windsor whispered, "it should be."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Nice to meet you."

"Oh, come in, come in, this is such a handsome boy!"

While talking, footsteps came from the direction of the kitchen, and the "cute little guy" that the old grandma called came out with brisk steps.

And when she saw Yang Ming, she was startled and confused at first, and then she was extremely shocked, and almost poured the warm water in the cup on Yang Ming.

"Mr. Yang Ming! You, why are you here!"

Um?

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

026?