Abnormal crossing

Chapter 172 Let's Disembark and Take a Look Around (Double rewards, please give me some monthly votes)
Early the next morning.

Pale light barely penetrated the atmosphere, casting blurry shadows on the building's surface, as if the whole world were shrouded behind a layer of frosted glass.

Two figures, standing side by side on standard-sized sidewalk slabs, gradually emerged from the mist.

Smelling the faint metallic scent in the air, Gu Wei, who was once again disguised as Shalin, a member of the Khan, couldn't help but frown: "Jin, is this the sub-district of the ruling center of Boska Star?"

Jin, who was also mimicking a crew member named 'Rachel', nodded: "That's right. What, are you surprised?"

Gu Wei frowned even more upon hearing this: "It is a bit, but how should I put it, isn't this too formulaic?"

Done.

He couldn't help but look around again.

I only see this moment.

There weren't many pedestrians on the open streets, but a large number of robots moved slowly along predetermined routes, their ball joints making regular clicking sounds as they moved.

Rows of gray-white buildings stand on both sides of the street. They have the exact same rectangular outline, each building is the same height, and the number of windows is also the same. The window frames are made of standardized dark gray alloy material.

The solar panels on the building's roof reflected faint patches of light, like silver paint accidentally splashed onto this gray-white canvas.

Only in a fleeting glance will one or two discordant details quietly emerge within the complex—for example, a non-standard sized curtain hanging on a window, or a painting mark left on a wall that has not been cleaned up.

These tiny acts of rebellion stand out starkly against the uniform environment, yet strangely inject a touch of life into the somewhat cold streets.

Occasionally, a few identical aircraft would swiftly fly by overhead, like large fish swimming in shallow water, casting fading red streaks on the gray-white road surface before being swallowed up by the pale sunlight.

to be frank.

Neither the ground nor the sky is backward or primitive—to put it simply, the aircraft that just flew overhead is enough to propel the Earth's technological advancement for many years.

But on the other hand.

The uniform architectural and equipment style gave Gu Wei the feeling of an industrial assembly line.

It's as if these things were directly copied and pasted, giving off a sense of déjà vu, like a pre-time-traveling online streamer.
“Oh, you mean this?” Compared to Gu Wei’s surprise, Jin’s reaction was much calmer: “This is actually quite normal. Boska is quite far from its main sequence star. By the time the light from the main sequence star reaches here, it’s like a web novelist who has been writing for hours and is only half-breathing. So the entire Boska has been quite cold and gloomy for a long time.”

"As for architecture, that's the norm in monarchies—do you really think that huge thing floating in the sky is just separated from the ground by air?"

Jin paused, put her hands in her pockets, and glanced at the palace in the distance: "This is actually one of the reasons why there are so few people in Boska. Money and resources are consumed on the daily expenses of the royal family. Commoners won't starve, but their per capita assets are limited."

"In addition, the population density on the other planets has been diluted, so the number of people you can see now is naturally limited."

Gu Wei remained silent.

He thought of Sina's reaction outside of Bosca.

The little girl from Mold was once amazed by the size of the royal palace called Skywing.

In reality, Gu Wei was about as shocked as Xina at that time, but compared to Xina, who came from a third-order civilization and had experience in resource management, Gu Wei's emotions were obviously more at the level of observation—he didn't know exactly how much of a price had to be paid to shock outsiders like this.

And now he is vaguely taking shape.

He then took a deep breath, dodging an approaching hovering mechanical ball, and asked Jin, "So, Jin, what about us? What are we planning to do today?"

not long ago.

After the discussion ended, Milo told everyone to rest, and Gu Wei went back to his bedroom for a good night's sleep.

As soon as she woke up in the morning, Jin called everyone to the control room again and made a very strange suggestion:

Everyone except the androids and Nono went out for a stroll, ostensibly to buy some local specialties.

Gu Wei was assigned to Jin's group.

be honest.

For Gu Wei, a curious person, being able to stroll around on an alien planet is naturally a good thing, and it's foreseeable that he will be interested in this kind of suggestion for a long time to come.

But while he may be interested, if you say he believed Jin's reasons, then he could sit at the same table as Nuonuo from now on.

“It’s a rare opportunity to take advantage of Milo, why ask so many questions?” Jin glanced at Gu Wei: “Do you know how much effort I put into persuading that stingy guy to give everyone a purchase quota of twenty Alliance Coins? — After deducting the transportation cost, it’s still enough to buy several kilograms of fruit.”

Gu Wei: "."

No, sister, don't you feel ashamed to say that to yourself?

My buddy earns forty Alliance Coins a day—well, that doesn't seem like much.
However, to Gu Wei's surprise,

In the time that followed.

This pervert actually got quite absorbed in shopping, and even bought a few small accessories to hang on his wrist.

It has to be said that this old slut was quite human when she was trying to be.
Three hours later.

Just as Gu Wei was getting a little tired from walking around, Jin suddenly stopped and said, "Okay, we're here."

Gu Wei was stunned upon hearing this and subconsciously looked up at the person in front of him.

A majestic white stone archway suddenly stands at the end of the road ahead, with more than ten tall pillars supporting the beams carved with various reliefs.

The snow-white marble staircase, like a flowing galaxy, stretches upwards from the archway entrance. On both sides of the staircase stand equidistant crystal pillars, each inlaid with a soft, pale golden light.

Above the main entrance, several strong Persian characters were inlaid with deep blue stardust crystals. Gu Wei deciphered the text using a translator:

Royal Cemetery of Boska.

Swah——

next second.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Jin: "Jin, this is..."

“Hmm,” Jin shrugged casually and gestured with her chin forward: “It’s a rare opportunity to come to Boska, so it’s good to broaden our horizons at the Royal Mausoleum. Just like their palaces, the Royal Mausoleum is a notorious bloodsucker, and some areas are even open to the public due to the propaganda needs of the ruling class.”

Gu Wei didn't speak, and slowly withdrew his gaze.

Royal Cemetery
It seemed this was Jin's destination for the day. Jin then looked around and quickly found the checkpoint at the cemetery entrance, leading Gu Wei over: "Excuse me, please register both of you."

The 'guard' in charge of the checkpoint was a fist-sized ball of light. After hearing Jin's words, a mechanical voice sounded: "Please enter the citizen data link."

Gu Wei couldn't help but glance at the lump of stuff.

Both Jin and I were mimicking blue-skinned Mordians, each a little over a meter tall, while the Boska aliens were generally fair-skinned due to a lack of sunlight, and were also quite tall.

Therefore, any AI with a modicum of logic should be able to determine that the two of them could not possibly have any citizen data chain, and should at least have a passport or something similar to a passport—clearly, the Persian royal family is saving money by filling in the air again.

I don't know if it's because of stereotypes, but Gu Wei's opinion of Boska is getting worse and worse.
Jin, standing to the side, clearly shared the same thought as Gu Wei. She was uncharacteristically speechless for a moment, then rolled her eyes dramatically: "Sorry, we're from Molde Star."

"Molde Star." The light orb beeped for a while, and then replied after more than ten seconds: "Please verify your visitor certificate."

Seeing this, Jin placed the bracelet in front of the light sphere, and Gu Wei obediently did so.

After a while.

The light sphere beeped again: "Verification successful. Please be mindful of your behavior upon entering the park. Do not enter closed areas, maintain silence, and respect the deceased. The park is under surveillance; violations will be dealt with accordingly."

After mechanically finishing its broadcast, the light sphere hovered and cleared the passage, causing the energy barrier at the entrance to dissipate.

Jin led Gu Wei inside.

After entering the park.

Jin quickly opened a device that had been sent back along with the wristband.

One second later.

A mechanical voice, also speaking with a standard Cybertronian accent, appeared in their ears: "Welcome to the Cemetery Navigation System. The currently accessible areas are the Royal Memorial Square, the outer perimeter of the Royal Mausoleum Area, the outer perimeter of the Royal Tomb Area, and the Artifacts Exhibition Hall. Please select your destination."

Jin thought for a moment and said, "Let me introduce all four areas."

“Understood,” the mechanical voice quickly replied. “The Royal Memorial Square is located at the very front of the mausoleum. It is the site of statues of all the Persian monarchs and important members of the royal family, and includes holographic projections of the coronation ceremonies of past emperors.”

"The royal mausoleum area contains the vast majority of the Persian royal family members. The outer walls of the mausoleum are decorated with stardust crystal reliefs, but the inner chambers are not open to the public."

"The Imperial En-sei-zukuri area is where many high-ranking officials and attendants who were granted royal funerals are buried. The inscriptions record their achievements, and the museum displays replicas of royal funerary objects that have been declassified, as well as some historical artifacts from the primitive civilization period."

"The entire royal mausoleum covers a total area of ​​414 square kilometers and extends vertically to a depth of 1.6 kilometers. It contains the remains of 217 generations of royal attendants from the Second Persian Dynasty to the present day. There are approximately 106 million identifiable tombs, the oldest of which dates back to 1143 in the Ash Calendar—that is, 9,688 years ago."

Jin raised an eyebrow: "Then let's go to the Royal Memorial Square first. How far is it from here?"

Mechanical voice: "17 kilometers. You can choose between free or paid transportation. Today is the 514th Persian Year of the Beast, the 114th monarch of Persica. A ride costs only 24 Persian dollars."

"No, no, free is fine," Jin interrupted the mechanical voice before it could finish, "Speaking of which, you guys are really a bunch of filial sons and grandsons. You have to make money for your descendants even on your ancestor's birthday, right?"

The mechanical voice seemed to take Jin's complaint as some kind of inquiry, and after a moment of silence, it actually replied: "Reporting to the honored guest, the proposer of the memorial day for the mausoleum was His Majesty Paimon VI, the 19th monarch of Persia. He is not a descendant of His Majesty the Beast in terms of seniority. In addition, His Majesty the Beast is currently ranked only 26th from the bottom in KPI. At present, the mausoleum is preparing to hold memorial activities for his death anniversary in addition to his birthday."

Gu Wei: "."

Is this considered a natural airhead with a cunning mind?

Jin was clearly taken aback by the mechanical voice's reply for a moment. After making a hesitant gesture, she waved her hand and said, "Never mind, let's hurry to the Royal Memorial Square."

Mechanical voice: "Understood."

About half a minute later.

Two round devices slowly drifted over from a distance.

The device is about two meters in diameter, with a fairly standard circular edge and a hollow, sunken seating area in the middle, resembling two large bowls or an upside-down helmet.

Gu Wei watched as the two 'big bowls' floated in front of him, then looked on with a puzzled expression: ????

These two things are free vehicles?

It's far inferior to the spacecraft from Star Siqiya back then.
Then Gu Wei and Jin each took a bowl.

Then very quickly.

The bowl-shaped aircraft slowly ascended and began to start.

midair.

Looking at Jin, whose only remaining feature was her head, Gu Wei continued: "."

Do not know why.

His imagination has always been a bit wild; first he thought of the Queen who was turned into... well, you know, then he thought of Athena being pickled in a vat like a vegetable in Saint Seiya: Hades Chapter.
A few minutes later.

The two large bowls came to rest on a flat piece of ground, and a mechanical voice sounded simultaneously: "Distinguished visitor, you have arrived at the Royal Memorial Square."

The advisor and Jin disembarked from the aircraft one after the other, and quickly turned their attention to the scene before them:
They were about two or three hundred meters away.

A magnificent white plaza stands quietly, surrounded by snow-capped peaks, whether man-made or natural. The plaza is like a dazzling pearl embedded in the embrace of the mountains. The snow on the peaks that never melts year-round contrasts beautifully with the cool-toned buildings of the plaza, creating a breathtaking scene.

At the entrance to the square.

A wide, crystal-clear avenue, comparable to the 'galaxy' at the entrance to a cemetery, stretches straight towards the white plaza. Groups of suspended light sources are evenly spaced along both sides of the avenue, and at its end lies…
Hundreds of statues were enveloped in a mysterious halo.

If Gu Wei's visual assessment is correct.

These statues are probably all over a kilometer tall—considering the distance between them and the statues, this number is unlikely to be far off.

In addition, thanks to the improvement in physical fitness.

From this distance, Gu Wei immediately spotted a tall statue at the head of the group.

It was indeed it.
Boko III.

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(End of this chapter)