Jiang Yi had no idea what happened later in the Government Affairs Center.

The Destiny Square he was transported to was obviously much more lively than the government center.

Moreover, most of them are young people.

Looking at them, they are all powerful and talented.

The entire Destiny Square is a huge circular square.

In the center of the square, there is a sculpture.

When Jiang Yi looked up at him, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes and a palpitation in his heart.

He couldn't see the sculpture's appearance or figure at all, and in order to avoid feeling uncomfortable, he could only lower his head slightly and not look at the sculpture.

Around the sculpture are fountains of various shapes, accompanied by the beautiful and pleasant sound of flowing water.

A circle outside the fountain is the busy activity area.

There are many white pigeons in this area.

From time to time, a young genius would raise his hand, waiting for a white pigeon to fly into his hand.

After a few movements, the white pigeon will fly away automatically.

Jiang Yi took a quick look and then asked a little fat guy who looked kind:

"My dear classmate, are you using the 'Feige Shu' function?"

However, the little fat man looked kind, but when he turned around, he stared at him rudely.

The tone of his opening words was not very friendly: "Who are you to call me classmate? Which college are you from?"

In the eastern area of ​​Wanzu City, there are two academies, "Changsheng" and "Wulian".

The students in Changsheng Academy are basically from races with a long history;

At the same time, the entire college attaches great importance to the family background of students.

The students of Wuliang Academy rely purely on their own strength.

Even if you have an incredible background, you still won't be able to advance if you don't have enough strength.

Jiang Yi listened to the little fat man's tone, guessed in his mind, and replied: "I'm from the Changsheng Academy."

As a result, the fat man rolled his eyes on the spot: "Do you think I'm stupid? You don't even draft a lie before telling it?"

"Given your country bumpkin character, if I'm not mistaken, you must have just obtained the Wanzu City Pass through some low-end means, right?"

"I really don't understand what you low-level races can change by coming to the City of Ten Thousand Races to see the world."

"Let's put aside other things. Can you afford a manor in the South District?"

"Don't even mention the ones in the South District. You can't even afford the ones in the West District!"

"You'd feel bad if you spent any money on a random ticket to the Wanzu City, right?"

"With such a low standard of living, what's the point of coming to the City of Ten Thousand Races to see the world? Are you just trying to make yourself unhappy and undermine your self-confidence?"

The fat boy's mouth was like a machine gun, chattering non-stop.

Both his eyes and tone were filled with contempt and disgust for Jiang Yi.

Including the other young people who were feeding the white pigeons, they all looked at Jiang Yi with rejection.

This kind of mentality is like students from a world-class top university seeing tourists who come here to visit.

For them, the City of Ten Thousand Races is where they live.

These "tourists" who come here for its reputation are the ones that lower the level of this place.

It was also at this time that Jiang Yi realized the xenophobia of the "superior people" in Wanzu City.

He frowned slightly, but before he could speak, a young man suddenly came forward, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and whispered to him:

"Brother, you want to use the 'Pigeon Messenger' function, no problem, I'll tell you."

Jiang Yi looked at the young man in surprise.

The young man had a plain look and whispered, "Like you, I came here using the Myriad Races City Pass..."

As he said this, he didn't seem to feel ashamed, and smiled bitterly, "Besides, my Myriad Races City Pass was drawn from a special turntable."

The meaning of this statement is quite clear.

Those who dare to draw the special wheel are usually confused about their future and are less afraid of death.

This young man was obviously from a low-end race, and only after passing the Myriad Races City Pass did he have the opportunity to come to the Myriad Races City and see the world.

He thought Jiang Yi was in the same situation as him, so he immediately empathized with him and stepped in to help.

The little fat guy obviously saw this as well. He glanced at Jiang Yi and the young man with disdain and sneered again.

He seemed to not want to say anything more. Just as he was about to walk away from the two unlucky "country bumpkins", his eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: