Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

"No, I mean, the space in a box like this is a bit too perfunctory, why don't you just curl up... Forget it, make me look like I'm trying to do something criminal..."

Covering his face, Yang Ming felt that he might need a, ah, correct thinking correction.

Chapter 299. Is it so useful to miss?

Early the next morning, Yang Ming put on a Sima face, dragged his suitcase, and carried a relatively light backpack to the designated parking lot of the travel agency to gather.

Showing off to her friends that she can go on a trip, Yang Ming casually clicked on Anchorage's smooth forehead on her mobile phone. She dodged left and right with a smile, and seemed to like this kind of clicking game very much.

"Teacher... going out...! Anchorage, worry...!"

"There are indeed problems in this area, but don't worry, what if you go out for a trip, I still have an insurance (referring to Observer Zero)."

He wiped the sweat from his brow: "If it's a monster crisis... it's actually not that scary, because the monsters are going to land, and the emergency commission must be issued here first, and then the monsters will come, right?"

"Anchorage...not sure...?"

Yang Ming's conversation with his mobile phone at the station didn't attract anyone's attention, until a staff member in a suit came over while making a phone call - the next journey was quite long.

He has to take the city rail to the high-speed rail station first, then take the subway to the airport, then take a domestic flight to the international airport, and then take an international flight after connecting. If he travels now, he will land at the neon Narita Airport, which will be around midnight.

You can also enjoy the bustling night view of Tokyo...at least that's what the staff introduced on the way.

Yang Ming sighed and tossed about, not mentioning breakfast, lunch was a bucket of instant noodles and a sausage, and he even ate up all the meals on the plane.

It didn't taste good, and he seemed a little uncomfortable with flying at high altitudes.

It wasn't until the evening flight that he was arranged to lie down in a cubicle that Yang Ming sighed, feeling that it was another day wasted to turn on his phone.

Unsurprisingly, there was no signal, and even the flight mode was turned on, but when I clicked on the software for testing the game, it appeared in the port area as usual—forget it, now is not the time to worry about its rationality.

The port area was also calm and calm. Yang Ming collected supplies, and went to the canteen to buy some useful items. , There was a burst of cheers.

"Meow ha ha ha ha ha! The big plaza has been built, now in the port area, Akashi can have more opportunities to sell products meow!"

And Akashi's voice through the loudspeaker.

Pulling the picture over, Yang Ming saw that there was only a piece of grass in the middle of the previous buildings, but a huge square paved with stone bricks had been built. While connecting the various buildings, there was a huge stone platform in the middle , the stone tablet on the front is also blank.

"Commander meow! Akashi has completed the construction task, when can the next blueprint be delivered meow? After the construction of the large square is completed, the beauty of the port area and the merits of the commander can be checked at any time meow!"

Introducing these to Yang Ming enthusiastically, she covered her head with a 'meow', afraid of being hit on the forehead again, but the money in her eyes

Fascination is irrepressible.

With the big square, she can set up stalls in the vicinity unscrupulously, and earn their meager pocket money from the ships... No matter how small the siren is, it is still a battle achievement, that's all!

Not knowing what the cat was thinking at all, Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders and lay down in another position: "I don't have any blueprints right now, I'll go explore Tivat after I come back from a trip, or um...or take a look at Terra, don't worry , The port area was not built in a day.”

"But Akashi can make the yellow chicken work overtime and build a new building overnight~"

Saying so proudly, Akashi threw the helmet away, and ran to the commissary to do what he was doing.

Yang Ming was lying flat with some discomfort. On the screen of the mobile phone, the ships belonging to the port area were coming and going. Everyone saw Yang Ming lying down and sleeping, and no one disturbed him—it was the Emperor who stopped for a long time. Only then slowly left.

In the roaring cabin, Yang Ming, without a pillow, felt a little hot for a while, and a little cold for a while, but he was not comfortable anyway, and slowly approached the destination of the trip.

…………

[Dear passenger, your upcoming destination is Narita International Airport, please fasten your seat belt, adjust your seat, turn off electronic products, and switch your mobile phone to flight mode...]

One time in Chinese, one time in English, and one time in neon language, Yang Ming opened his eyes in confusion, feeling that he had been living in a muddle for the past two days.

He didn't know it at all, but at noon when he left home, another "community researcher" knocked on the door of his house.

Because the father who threw his son out for a few days to live in peace opened the door, and saw a man dressed in a way that was incompatible with modern people. In such a hot weather, he didn't even sweat a single drop, and he didn't even hide his inhuman features—long hair , a girl with white rabbit ears, standing at the door.

"...community tune?"

"Special investigation, please cooperate."

The girl spoke very rigidly. She showed the half-checked work board, which was full of the names of various households, etc., and even held a booklet that looked very sci-fi in order to prove her identity.

Chinese is not very fluent. The girl stood at the door and used her mobile phone to assist in translating what she said. She confirmed Yang Ming's identity, school, activity track, etc. in detail. After confirmation, she asked him where he was now.

The old man shrugged his shoulders, "I went on a trip to Neon in the morning, come back in seven days, at this juncture... are you not allowed to travel?"

"Travel...um."

The girl lowered her head and ticked the board, indicating that there was no problem. After thanking her for her cooperation, she stood in the corridor without a camera and exhaled slowly.

It seems that luck is not on his side.But my luck was not very good since I was a child, so it may be more appropriate to change to another method.

Shuang Xing, who is very vigilant about such a huge society that can operate in an orderly manner, set goals for himself, then walked into the elevator and went to the next one for inspection.

Although it's a pity that I haven't really met someone who makes me feel strange, but I already know the details of the other person, so I don't need to rush to contact immediately... Maybe it's better to observe first?

While thinking, Shuang Xing had already left the apartment, and before the people who were waiting for her asked any questions, she shook her head and pointed to the law enforcement recorder hanging in front of her.

"Ordinary people, when they travel, they don't see themselves. There will be more people in the future, and we need to investigate."

With a plain explanation, Frost Star returned to the car, turned over this page to investigate the explanation, and ticked both 'whether it has surreal potential' and 'whether it has potential anti-social tendencies'.

Then, facing the text on the translator, draw those characters on the paper in the same way as drawing a picture-this is also her main practice method recently.

Chapter 300. So, will this tour go well?

Neon, Narita Airport, Yang Ming sat in his seat, still a little confused.

He hasn't entered the game for two consecutive days, and he's still in a trance... Of course, it's not the trance that he was at the 85 level upper limit, it's mental.

So don't yell 'Trance? !Where is the trance! 'This kind of weird talk.

Waiting for the plane to stop, the lights outside are bright, it's only a day's journey, he has already completed the transfer from home to a strange place... and then?

Holding the mobile phone, it is also late at night in the port area.The ship does not need to rest and sleep, but it is also beneficial to them to maintain a relaxed life that can keep the spirit in a positive state.

So except for Huasanli, who had never thought of "rest" before, most of the others were relaxing in their own way.

As for Huasanli - she was standing quietly in front of the shrine again.

Following the crowd to get off the plane, Yang Ming took a breath and choked... This airport takes off and lands planes every day, so the taste is so good that I've seen hell.

Putting on the mask given to him by the tour guide, Yang Ming followed the people with the banner of the travel agency. He had already changed his mobile phone card when he got off the plane, so now he can contact his family again. Anyway, let's take a picture first.

Regardless of the distorted appearance of other people in the group, Yang Ming hung his backpack in front of him, followed the tour guide's small flag, and went to get the luggage first with a few tourists around him who were all at their own expense except him.

According to the tour guide, they arranged a tourist bus, and they will change hotels three times this week, and the movement between them depends on the bus—and the whole journey will not be merged with other tour groups.

The conditions are still very favorable, and the people in the group are not very old, they seem to be college students. When picking up the luggage, the group got to know each other, and they can be regarded as temporary companions.

Yang Ming watched the box come out of the transfer platform. The moment he picked it up, he felt something was wrong with the weight. His expression changed, and he turned to an angle where no one could see the camera. He opened the box cover and reached in, and instantly touched it... ...should be Observer Zero's calf?

The hand feels delicate and moist, which is just right for the over-cold air in the airport. Yang Ming quickly took the opportunity to pinch it a few more times: "I have to go through the security check later. How can I explain your smuggling when I find out later?!"

Then he asked in a low voice with righteous words.

The lady tour guide came over holding a flag: "What's wrong?"

"Ah? Oh, it's okay, it's okay, my box is a bit messy, and I'm sorting it out."

Yang Ming only felt that his hands were empty, so he closed the suitcase and walked to her side: "It's the first time to go abroad, and it's inevitable that I'm a little, ah, flustered. By the way, it's already midnight, where are we going?"

"Considering the heavy travel today, our travel agency has arranged a relatively simple accommodation for you. After finishing the first day of sightseeing tomorrow, we will arrange for you to stay in a local characteristic homestay..."

After all, the tour guide is a professional, and she quickly explained to the guests who had already got their luggage, and then she waved the small mobile phone with a translator in her hand.

"Although the mobile phone card arranged for you can also be connected to the Internet, but in fact, the traffic is not very large, and once you use the super, it will stop. So, I hope you can follow me, because I will connect to the wireless network with your mobile phone... ..."

Cybertronic collars are true.

…………

It is said to be very close, but the bus ran for two hours on the airport expressway before finding a hotel that made people dizzy just looking at it. Kind of exhausted.

So without saying anything extra, Yang Ming dragged his suitcase into the house, and lay down on the bed without even bothering to take a shower.

"Hey...what's wrong with you, there are still so many things to buy, why don't you leave it to the trustee?"

This idea suddenly came to his mind, but to be honest, he was reluctant to part with it—this is a rare trip, if you don’t buy ten or eight figures, take a stroll, at least now it’s still, ah, the place where the dead house culture is developed How about a street.

Thinking about these missing things, Yang Ming sat up with difficulty and went to open the suitcase.

At the bottom of the box, there were a few pieces of his own change of clothes, and on these clothes, Observer Zero was like a doll in a box, with his arms folded, bent over and curled up with his head down, sleeping peacefully like a baby.

The fluffy and soft white padded jacket made the box feel swollen, and the navy outfit disappeared, as if Yang Ming stole her out alone.

"...And, it's not really like this, don't you feel panicked?"

"The data has been sorted out. Neon Island, the prototype of the heavy cherry force, and the area where the giant volcano is located, may erupt...There are traces of data tampering. Do you want to continue analyzing it?"

The observer spoke quietly, then suddenly crawled out of the box, and quietly changed his position, that is, lying on his side on the bed.

If you can lie down, you will never sit down, right?

Yang Ming looked like a salty fish: "Ah... tell me, what new information do you have?"

"Previously, in order to anchor the location of the experimental site, no more detectable anchor points were released. Now, after close-range actual exploration, there are a large number of different anchor points around the volcano that may erupt around the coastline. Stabilize data nodes."

"Artificial traces, monsters named 'Siren Monsters' have appeared in several places but have no direct connection with the Sirens."

...How should I put it, where there are monsters, there must be something that can defeat them, just like there are ships in the sea, there will be sirens.

Hey, this analogy doesn't seem to work.

So where there are cockroaches, there are slippers.

"In addition, more information is still being collected, and the analysis is expected to be completed in 72 hours."

With so much analysis just after landing, Yang Ming reasonably suspected that she had already started analyzing when she was hiding in the baggage check hangar.

He took off his shoes and lay down. Yang Ming, who was already used to such a pillow, lay on his side, and drowsiness quickly came to his mind. He even forgot to go to the port area to say good night, and passed out just like that.

It was already 25 o'clock local time when I arrived at Neon, and then I dangled in the car for two hours. With such little sleep time, I had to get up at seven o'clock local time the next day, emphasizing a tired time management.

At least, when Yang Ming opened his eyes, he felt his eyes were red, his headache was splitting, and he wanted to smash the phone in the guest room.

However, when he came downstairs with a glass of 'Coke', he became more cheerful after seeing that other people also looked sick.

Then he drank the Coke in the cup, and even stuffed the cup into the suitcase if he was particularly environmentally friendly.

"Good morning ~ Night City!"

In response to him, only a group of people stared silently, and some even fell asleep temporarily on the box.

Chapter 301. Anything Can Become an Internet Celebrity, Right!

The bus is driving on a road specially developed for tourism. The first thing to go today is several well-known large-scale tourist check-in spots in Neon—of course this is not the point.

Focus

Yes, the tour guide is tirelessly telling the group that the location they are about to pass by is the old site where a huge monster appeared a few days ago and fought fiercely with Gullit!

Although Gullit had repaired all the damaged things when he left, people still remember it, and the camera can remember it. All in all, the neon people have developed it into a new Internet celebrity tourism sights.

That's right, add the word "Internet celebrity", and the taste is right.

Yang Ming hugged his mobile phone, huddled in the back of the car where no one was sitting next to him, flicked on the screen once in a while, lying on the carpet of the commander's office in Anchorage, drawing seriously.

Being gently rubbed on the head, Anchorage smiled happily, and even wanted to poke the camera with a crayon. Yang Ming only thought of her as a cute reaction.

I don't know it at all, but in fact, the camera has been filled with ghost characters drawn with crayons, and now he is in the port area, looking like a popular 'trendy play'.

Incomprehensible, but some people think it's cool.

While the vehicle was shaking, the others had even begun to fall asleep, but Yang Ming was still poking his phone vigorously, which made the tour guide who was moving in the car and introducing the local scenery very curious.

Even people like them who have undergone professional training will feel tired after tossing around like this. This passenger is really unusual, and he is not sleepy at all!

Even play a mobile game that you can entertain yourself without even connecting to your own WIFI!

Fortunately, she didn't look at the screen, otherwise she would think that Yang Ming is a nerd who likes to raise small... er, big girls.Although the light-colored long hair on his phone case, the pattern of a girl with curious eyes and a very good figure has been exposed.

Yang Ming didn't care about this. After the tour guide left, he asked in a low voice about the current situation of the port area, as well as the visitors, and whether Black Helena came back to take a look, etc.

Anchorage replied slowly, although she didn't understand the meaning of "secretary ship", but after the very gentle purple-haired sister was set as the secretary ship, she would sit there and deal with things that she didn't understand.

Therefore, since she is also a secretary ship, she should also answer the teacher's 'little questions'.

Even though she answered slowly, the teacher was also very patient. She waited for her to finish expressing slowly before continuing to speak. Anchorage felt warm in her heart.

The background behind the teacher was always moving. When Anchorage was answering the question, he kept looking at it, and then suddenly asked, "Where is the teacher...?"