There weren't many people on the subway yet, just a few here and there.
It takes a little over half an hour to get from Jinke Station to Changshou Station, the closest station to Gao Gao's residence, but less than an hour.
WeChat cannot be used to log in to Metropolis; only Alipay can be used, and Bluetooth must be turned on.
"What a hassle."
After muttering something, Gao Ang finally got everything sorted out and scanned the displayed QR code at the gate.
Just as he was about to enter the station, a voice called out to him.
"Sir, please show me your ID card."
When I turned around, I saw that it was a police officer on duty.
"Is someone calling me?" Gao Ang asked uncertainly, pointing to his nose.
"Yes, this is my identification. Please cooperate with our inspection."
The police officers carried out the necessary inspection procedures in an orderly manner, leaving Gao Feng with no room for complaint.
The man was very polite, and he was also a handsome guy. There was also a smart and capable policewoman next to him. Gao Ang had no choice but to obediently take out his ID card.
"Um, is there a problem?"
When he spoke, Gao Ang was a little cautious, and also a little confused.
“It’s nothing,” the police officer said, looking at the arrogant man’s face for a long time, repeatedly, before handing the ID back to him and letting him leave. “Just a routine check.”
After taking the ID card, Gao Ang touched his nose, looking completely bewildered.
Only after he had walked away could one hear their conversation.
"It's perfectly normal. Your eyesight is terrible!" came the man's voice.
"What's your name?" a woman's voice asked.
"Didn't notice, I think his surname is Gao. But you know what, he's quite handsome, but with a bald head, who else would they investigate if not him..."
Well, Gao Ang now knows why he was investigated; it turns out it's because of his bald head.
Not only did the People's Guardians want to investigate him, but other passengers on the subway also intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from him.
Gao Yang touched his bald head, feeling a little embarrassed.
He doesn't want to be bald either. He likes to have long hair, and it would look so good if he styled it and dyed it.
But what can you do if you get struck by lightning...?
Fortunately, my hair has started to grow, and when I rub my scalp, I can feel a tiny bit of a scratching sensation.
The weather was nice today, so he didn't wear a hat when he went out.
The main thing is the feeling of sunlight on my scalp; it's so comfortable.
Maybe if you get more sun, your hair will grow faster?
Lost in thought, the subway doors closed and then slowly started moving.
There weren't many passengers in the carriage; it was good if only two or three people could sit in a row of seats.
Sitting comfortably in his seat, Gao Feng seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself, watching Douyu live stream on his phone.
He hadn't ridden the subway in a long time.
Even when I need to go out, I usually drive myself, and if all else fails, I take a taxi.
"Next stop: Changshou Station, please..."
Upon hearing the mechanical girl's announcement of the stop, Gao Ang stood up from his seat.
The train is running smoothly, and there is no swaying when walking inside the carriage.
"Crunch"
Suddenly, a screeching sound came, followed by a tremendous force coming from the soles of his feet. Due to inertia, his tall body tilted to the side.
This time it wasn't a slow braking after entering the station, but an emergency braking.
According to Gao's estimate, the subway's operating speed should be around 40 kilometers per hour, or about 11.1 meters per second.
Without any reminders or support, it is impossible for an individual to maintain their balance.
He could already foresee his embarrassing situation: a nearly two-meter-tall bald man, head down playing with his phone, would suddenly crash to the bottom of the train with a thud.
Just as his body was tilted to the extreme and he was about to fall, Gao Ang stretched out his left arm as hard as he could, hoping to find something to support him or pull him down so that his fall wouldn't be too embarrassing.
In his desperation, he tried his best to stand more steadily, and unconsciously his toes clenched tightly.
As a result, I didn't grab anything, but it felt like the soles of my feet were stuck to something.
Under the influence of inertia, Gao Ao still tilted uncontrollably at a large angle.
However, apart from his feet, none of his other body parts touched the bottom of the carriage.
He was like a big tree, firmly gripping the bottom of the car with his roots.
All of this happened in an instant; a few seconds later, the subway came to a complete stop.
Immediately following was the train conductor's announcement, instructing passengers to disembark in an orderly manner and evacuate through the emergency exits with the help of station staff.
Although there weren't many passengers in the carriage, the sudden incident still caused considerable panic among everyone.
The girl opposite Gao Ang almost bit her lip until it bled, her face was deathly pale, and she was covered in cold sweat.
Her trembling lips and shaking hands showed just how much fear she had endured.
"It's alright, get off the bus now."
Out of male chauvinism, Gao Ang still offered a soft word of comfort.
The main reason is that this girl is quite good-looking; if I were to give her a score, she would at least be 83 points, which is quite outstanding.
"Um...um, get off, get off..."
Seeing that she could still walk on her own, Gao Ang didn't bother to help her or anything like that, in case he was misunderstood as being a pervert, it would be hard to explain.
Gao Yang, who was following behind the girl, did not notice that the girl's phone was recording video.
Following the station staff, the group finally arrived at the nearest station.
Without asking, Gao Feng knew there must be a suicide attempt on the tracks ahead.
He had already gotten a pretty good idea of what was going on from the smell of blood in the air and the cacophony of conversations.
The deceased was a male, and the reason for his suicide by lying on the tracks and his identity are unknown.
Relevant departments arrived at the scene, including ambulances, but they were basically no longer needed.
After this incident, Gao Ang lost all interest in transferring to other subway lines and left the subway station directly from that station.
As for why the man couldn't accept his fate and attempted suicide, the reasons were nothing more than money or people.
He's not a gossipmonger, especially about tragedies like this. The specific reasons will likely be announced in the news in a few days.
While sitting in the taxi, Gao Ang was thinking about another problem.
How did he manage to stay upright on the train during its emergency braking?
He was quite certain that he wasn't holding onto anything, and there was no super glue or anything like that under his feet.
But he stood firm, and his lower body remained completely still, as if he were nailed to the spot.
Saying it was "nailed" there is not quite right; it should be said that it was "sucked" there.
That's right, it's called "sucking," just like a magnet, it sticks firmly to the bottom of the car.
In martial arts novels and films, this skill is given a name: Thousand-Pound Drop.
It means that the body is as heavy as a thousand pounds and can be firmly and stably placed on the ground. Even if you push or kick him, you cannot move him at all.
However, the concept of a "thousand-pound weight" can be explained scientifically.
When I was in college, Gao Ang was fortunate enough to see the military training instructors perform this amazing skill.
He stood alone on the playground, while three classmates pushed him together from one direction.
After he unleashed his power, the three of them exerted all their strength, but they couldn't do anything to him.
Of course, in the end, Gao Ang cracked the instructor's amazing skill.
He had three classmates use a trick called "pulling up a scallion from dry ground" to pull the instructor out of the ground, and then carry him around the playground for a lap. As a result, the four of them had to stand at attention for two hours.
The scene in his memory told him that the so-called "thousand-pound weight" was just due to improper angle of force application, although the magnitude of the force also played a role.
For example, if an object is placed on a horizontal surface, applying a force in the vertical direction will definitely not cause the object to move horizontally.
As the direction and magnitude of a force change, it is possible for an object to shift.
Of course, the size of this angle and the magnitude of the force must take into account the coefficient of friction between the object and the ground.
When the magnitude of the force remains constant, but its direction changes until it can cause the object to move, the angle formed between the direction of the force and the horizontal plane is called the angle of friction.
In other words, as long as the magnitude of the force remains constant, and the angle between the direction of the force and the ground is less than the friction angle, the object will be displaced.
In reality, those who are proficient in the "thousand-pound drop" technique simply change the direction of the force applied to their bodies by using their body parts, such as their arms, waist, or legs.
This makes the angle between the force and the ground greater than the friction angle, thus keeping it stationary.
Therefore, Gao Ang had his three classmates pick up their instructor, which naturally broke his divine power.
But here's his problem: he's being acted upon by inertial force, which is a horizontal force, and he hasn't learned about the "thousand-pound weight" technique.
The force in the horizontal direction can be said to be at a 0° angle, which is definitely smaller than the friction angle.
With inertia at speeds of over 40 km/h, the force is definitely not small.
He hasn't even learned about the "thousand-pound weight" technique, so how could he possibly transform the friction angle using his own body parts? That's impossible.
There's only one explanation: this matter has absolutely nothing to do with the principle of the "thousand-pound weight".
This directly eliminates the possibility of a horizontal cause, meaning the problem lies in the vertical direction, specifically between him and the ground.
There are many ways to keep an object from falling over in a vertical direction.
Reinforcing the object from all sides and providing an external force would achieve this, but Gao Gao directly ruled this out because he did not rely on any external force.
He didn't "plant" it into the car body, so everything had to start from the "sucking" point.
After paying the fare with his mobile phone, Gao Yang went straight back to his bedroom.
He didn't feel like making cooked food for Xiaohua, so he just grabbed two bags of dried fish and tossed them to her: "Eat up, I'm busy with something, I'll make you boiled fish tonight."
"Meow."
You could tell that Xiaohua was a little unhappy.
"Brother, something really came up. I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Besides the boiled fish, how about some grilled fish too?"
There was nothing he could do; he was the only one of his kind, and Gao Feng could only try to appease him.
"Meow."
Well, I reluctantly agreed to his proposal.
[July 5, sunny day;
Today I discovered a new ability: the Thousand-Pound Drop.
It was truly a heavy weight; when the high-speed train braked suddenly, I was able to remain completely still.
My guess is that some kind of connection has formed between my body and the vehicle, like two magnetic poles attracting each other, and I'm firmly stuck to the vehicle.
He closed his eyes and began to recall how he felt back then.
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