On the second floor of the Fuyao train, inside F1-100-2001.
"Hey, hurry up!"
Yang Yuan was waiting impatiently in the living room. Although she had a female body, she was wearing a masculine suit, which made her look very cool.
A reply came from the bathroom: "I'll be right out, why are you in such a hurry?"
After a while, the door opened and the gorgeous Wen Jie walked out, making Yang Yuan's eyes light up.
Wen Jie laughed and said, "You disliked it while I was putting on makeup, but now you don't dislike it anymore?"
"This time has changed, let's go!"
"No rush, you need to dress up too."
"I'm fine like this, I don't need anything else."
"Come on, dear."
Wen Jie's coquettishness was irresistible, and Yang Yuan was dragged to the bathroom, with occasional exclamations.
"Your face is prettier than mine. To be honest, I'm really jealous."
"Don't move, I'll put some eyeliner on you."
"Wow, it's so big and soft! It would be great if I could have it."
Yang Yuan's isomer is in the form of a beautiful woman, while Wen Jie hasn't changed much, except that she has some animal features on her body.
In fact, most human isomers are like this and will not change as a whole.
Through the statistics before Fuyao, we found a pattern: the higher the talent and the higher the level, the more likely it is that high-intensity heterogeneity will occur.
But it's not entirely true, there are always exceptions.
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Half an hour later, Yang Yuan came out of the bathroom like a different person, dazzling and beautiful.
"Sister, are you trying to cause trouble?"
Wen Jie smiled and pulled out a light curtain from her watch, which showed Chen An's dragon-shaped face.
"Brother Chen, do you think my old Yang is pretty?"
Chen An raised his eyebrows.
"How about letting Lao Yang maintain this form from now on?"
Wen Jie's eyes were full of stars, and she nodded repeatedly: "I agree, I will have a sister from now on."
Yang Yuan removed the light curtain with a dark face and dragged Wen Jie out.
"You have a singing performance today, so talk less to protect your voice."
"It's okay. I'm at a pretty high level now. I've even strengthened my voice, so I can sing all day long without any issues."
The two took the elevator out of the building, attracting countless gazes along the way and a 100% turning head rate.
"Excuse me, are you Minister Yang? Oh my God!"
Yang Yuan is a celebrity, and everyone in the building and even the entire carriage is familiar with him.
"As expected of Brother Yang, even after the heterogeneity, it is so unique."
"What event is Brother Yang going to attend?"
Faced with the enthusiastic neighbors, Yang Yuan forced a smile and did not respond.
After getting on the shuttle bus, the bus became lively again and he could only look at the scenery outside the window.
With the improvement over the years, there is more green space between the buildings and a sky bridge has been built.
The main function of the overpass is to stabilize the building, which seems to be swaying around, but it is more often used for communication.
As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative, and the relationship between the buildings is good.
In addition to these, shuttle buses are also constantly being upgraded, with larger capacity and higher efficiency.
Suddenly, a flash of white appeared in the field of vision. It was an ambulance, hanging outside the eighth floor of a building.
"Is anyone sick?"
It is difficult to get sick after becoming a superhuman, and the ambulances equipped in each carriage are mostly just for decoration.
Wen Jie said, "There's an elderly man in that family who, in order not to hinder his son, has been secretly strengthening himself. I think something has gone wrong. Although we know about it, it's hard to say anything. After all, it's someone else's family matter."
Yang Yuan: "That's why I admire Lao Chen very much. He not only creates a good living environment for passengers, but also gives them hope. Is that old man's son on the front line?"
"Yes, a Tianwu person, serving as a captain! Many people returned to participate in the party this time, and his son volunteered to stay at the front line to protect the base. Because if he stayed, he would temporarily receive triple benefits."
As the shuttle bus accelerated, the field of vision gradually blurred, and soon it entered the 3A parallel carriage.
This is an entertainment city, and it was packed with people when we arrived.
The shuttle bus stopped at the second floor. Yang Yuan looked down and didn't want to go down.
"Why are you meeting at Room 3A? Why not go to Room 40 or 80?"
There are a total of six entertainment cities on the Fuyao Train, located at No. 3, No. 40, and No. 80.
AB represents the two sides of the car.
Wen Jie said, "You don't think the other casinos are easy, do you? Rooms 40 and 80 are further back, so there are more people there, and it's hard to squeeze in. This place is pretty good."
Despite his complaints, Yang Yuan still got off the car and took the floating platform to the transportation hub on the ground.
"Hello, Brother Yang! Hello, sister-in-law!"
"Sister-in-law, do you have any show today?"
"Brother Yang or Sister Yang? I'm confused."
If we talk about her popularity in the whole car, Wen Jie is definitely more famous. After all, she is the Minister of Entertainment and the most famous singer in the car. She has been singing for three hundred years and is well-known to everyone.
The two men squeezed through the crowd with awkward smiles and were picked up by several robots and taken to the opposite building.
The building finally felt a lot more spacious.
The people here are all elites or senior executives. They greeted Yang Yuanwenjie while chatting with others.
"Brother Yang, when will the wedding be held?"
Xiao Zhen, who was drunk, passed by and asked as if he had discovered a new continent.
Yang Yuan said, "Where's the wedding wine?"
Xiao Zhen: "Don't you want to set up a few tables when you register your marriage? That's unreasonable! Old Zhou, don't leave over there. Come over here. You have to set up a few tables too."
Zhou Wudao, who was walking with his head down, pretended not to hear and quickly left with the food in his hand.
Xiao Zhen grinned: "If you don't reply, you'll agree. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, if there were weddings, I'd probably be able to eat for free every day."
"What about you?" Yang Yuan asked.
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