Published: March 2, 2025
The bustling street, the chaotic crowd.
This is Beijing, the hope of humanity, a paradise in the apocalypse!
Wang Jie quietly tightened his hood, hiding his entire body beneath it, and slowly walked towards the distant square.
The teleportation square—its original name is no longer traceable, and no one cares about the name of a square. However, because this is one of the three teleportation points in the outskirts of the Beijing gathering place, it leaves a deep impression.
In the whole square, there are five Exchange Stone Pillars in all directions, all authorized for teleportation by the Eternal Sky City. From here, transferring to the Eternal Sky City allows one to travel without barriers to all parts of the world.
The apocalypse has brought destruction and chaos, but it has also brought black technology...
Wang Jie couldn't help but marvel at the convenience of travel, and then he lined up in front of the Exchange Stone Pillar to the north, where a long queue had formed.
...
The line moved slowly, but Wang Jie was okay with it. After long periods of battle and a solitary life, he had long adapted to the habit of restraint and waiting. However, this was Beijing, and according to Wang Jie, the residents of the Beijing gathering place were “pampered and spoiled.”
One by one, they enjoyed the royal treatment, living in the safest places, with danger far from them; their entertainment measures were even comparable to before the apocalypse—this very queue for teleportation had WiFi coverage!
So, it was no surprise that a well-dressed man in gold-rimmed glasses, looking like he could charm anyone with his words, turned around and struck up a conversation with Wang Jie.
"Brother, where are you headed?"
With a big grin and a warm demeanor, Wang Jie frowned slightly—compared to the blood-soaked, defensive world outside, where people would draw their knives at the first meeting, this place was really hard for him to get used to...
After pondering for a moment, just as the man in front was beginning to lose interest, Wang Jie finally spoke.
"Africa."
"Oh, Africa! That's a great place! You're going to the Star of Africa, right?"
The man continued, “Brother, I take the liberty of calling you brother. I'm also heading to Africa; why don't we team up?”
Wang Jie gently shook his head. "I'm used to being alone."
Can one not be used to being alone? As a lone wolf of the wilderness, known as the strongest Lone Walker in Northeast Huaxia, and a sequence-level expert without a sequence name but with a sequence's reality, Wang Jie didn't need companions...
The man showed no signs of disappointment. He clearly understood the demeanor of these outsiders, each one wrapped up in indifference and wariness, like a turtle hiding in its shell. They were a group that didn't need interpersonal relationships.
He scoffed inwardly, cursing “local bumpkin,” but his tone remained friendly.
With nothing to do while queuing, casual conversation became inevitable. Since it was just idle chatter, what did it matter what it was about? Coincidentally, the man, who was the chief of foreign trade for the Three Skull Society, was most skilled at chatting.
"You must be new to Beijing, right?”
“Just arrived yesterday.”
Wang Jie answered succinctly.
"Have you not explored around here? There are several decent scenic spots in the outer city. By the way, the Great Wall has just finished renovations and is open for tours now. You know what they say, a true hero is not one who hasn't been to the Great Wall."
Wang Jie remained expressionless. The man quickly recovered from his own bad joke: "That's just promotional talk. Let me tell you, the reopening of the Great Wall is just the military wanting to make some money and develop tourism; the ticket prices there are outrageously high. If you want to go, just tell me, and I will arrange a VIP passage for you to enjoy VIP services at the regular ticket price."
The man rambled on, and Wang Jie found it hard to tolerate. Seeing that the man showed no signs of stopping, he had to interrupt.