"Have we traveled through time to a very extraordinary country?"

Ash leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass, overlooking the city that never sleeps. A dim white jade disk hung in the night sky, proving that they had lost the opportunity to participate in the live broadcast adventure of the Blood Moon Trial.

There are tall buildings and neon lights hanging high. The autonomous cars on the road - please forgive Ash for not mastering many science fiction words - they are like a tightly programmed community. The distance between each car is consistent, and the speed of all cars is almost the same. Whenever a car turns into a fork and leaves a gap, another car will quickly fill it. There are no traffic facilities such as traffic lights and zebra crossings on the road. The autonomous cars seem to have good self-management capabilities.

In addition, countless drones shuttled through the night. They were also carefully planned, flying efficiently and quickly in the sky, and could even provide point-to-point services - just now, a drone suddenly flew into the room they were in, dropped a few sets of guns, and left directly.

Because Harvey likes triangle **, Ash likes boxer **, Igula likes to go naked, but only triangle ** is provided here.

After hearing their needs, the young butler Panji said, "I will meet your needs as soon as possible." However, they didn't expect it to be so fast. Just after they finished taking a shower, a new ** was delivered.

It was also at that time that Ash and the other two discovered that the room had a reserved express delivery port for drones to enter and exit. The size was just right for drones to pass through, but it was so flat that arms could not be inserted.

Compared with the grand city scene, it is the heartwarming little design that combines inconspicuous buildings with high degree of services that makes Yaxiu and other three migrant workers feel terrified - is the productivity here abundant enough to allow people to save the last minute of time receiving express deliveries?

If he had to use one word to describe this city, Ash could only think of the word 'alive'.

This city is like a living machine, operating efficiently with precise computing power. Everything is fast but not chaotic, just like a superb conductor leading a band in a performance, every syllable is seamless, without any redundant noise, and everything is so pleasant to the ear.

Originally, Ash thought that Bloodmoon Camon City was pretty good, but compared to the city below him, Camon City could at best be considered death heavy metal, which was not only down-to-earth, but also close to hell.

By the way, although Ash was overlooking the city, he was not on the upper floors of the building at the moment. In fact, on the contrary, he was on the lowest floor of the building, the -51st floor.

However, the floor he was standing on was not a foundation, but a rooftop.

Below the rooftop is the ground level city.

An 80-story building was facing Ash's -51st floor, less than 100 meters away. Ash had just watched this scene from the car, and it felt like water drop-shaped stalactites were facing each other, or like the sky and the earth were kissing each other.

This is a crazy and trembling fantasy city. The first floor is a normal city, but the second floor is an inverted city - all the buildings are built facing downwards, and the ground of the second floor is the highest point.

"I hope the corpse management system here is more relaxed..." Harvey swung his newly healed left arm, holding a moon candy in his mouth, and lazily sat on the soft chair and said: "A civilization that knows how to use corpses is a good civilization."

“No wonder those red hats who appear to be members of the security forces let us off so easily.”

Igula looked at the drones flying through the night sky. "As long as those machines are equipped with guns and artillery, they will be able to encircle and slaughter ordinary magician corps. The unmanned three-dimensional security system that the Blood Moon Kingdom is still researching has become a reality here."

“Unless a Great Void Realm channel above level 3 is opened and a hunting ceremony is held under the leadership of a Saint Domain magician, it will not cause any waves in this country.”

"In their eyes, we, the little soldiers from the Level 2 Virtual Realm Passage, are also evil foreign enemies that must be eradicated, but we are at most cockroach-level, not even centipedes."

At this point, Igula couldn't help but feel a little unwilling: "In a civilized country like this with perfect rules, as long as we hide for three days and wait for the countdown to disappear, we will definitely find a way to become official citizens here and enjoy social welfare, instead of being forced to become that woman's slave for a hundred days like now-"

"The social welfare of the Blood Moon Kingdom is actually quite complete," Yaxiu suddenly said, "but you must implant a chip in the back of your neck. If Blood Moon is willing to forgive your crime, but the premise is that you have to implant the chip again, are you willing?"

"I don't want to." Harvey spread his hands. "The research institute has a monopoly on the corpse industry. A small business owner like me can't survive. Even if it weren't for the prison break, I would definitely leave the Blood Moon, this involutionary red ocean... Sigh, where is my blue ocean corpse field?"

"I don't like to answer such hypothetical questions." Igula said calmly.

"Although there is no evidence, I think this country may not be as good as we see it." Ash picked up a sandwich cookie from the snack plate: "If everyone here really lives and works in peace and contentment without worries, then why is the Four Pillars of God here more prosperous than the Four Pillars of God in Kaimon City?"

"Don't you consider that this is because there is a non-negligible gap in capabilities between the leaders of the two organizations?" Igula said disdainfully.

"Besides, being employed by Annan is not all bad." Ash continued, "Being used is not terrible, what is terrible is not having any value to use. Even if it is true as you said, we can slowly integrate into this world from the bottom, but how long will it take? Will the risk cost be very high? Can a group of migrant workers like us who have nothing really gain a foothold in a civilized country with a complete system? I am afraid that even sleeping under the overpass will be driven away on the grounds of 'affecting the city appearance'."

"We ourselves are unaware of our racial advantages, but An Nan knows. Not only does she know, she is even willing to pay the price for it, just to get the opportunity to use us... Igula, if I discover your talent in a certain school of magic, the price is that you have to lick me from all angles for the next 100 days. Are you willing?"

"I've already said it before. I don't like answering hypothetical questions." Igula said coldly, "Besides, I can't afford this price. In three minutes at most, I will die of dehydration due to severe nausea and vomiting."

Although he said this, everyone understood Ash's subtext - during these hundred days, not only did An Nan use them, but they could also use An Nan.

With the help of An Nan, a local native, not only can Ash and others quickly integrate into this world, but An Nan will also help them discover unknown values ​​that they themselves don't even know about.

Even if An Nan gets most or even all of this value, they can at least know their unique talents and regard it as a professional training, even if they have to sell their bodies to pay for it.

"But don't forget who sold us to the Four Pillars Cult as sacrifices."

Harvey stretched his left arm violently, and the bones made a crisp sound, as if it had completely healed. His face was no longer lazy and dazed, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark face was full of the coldness that should be expected of the number one killer controller in Camon City.