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Chapter 266. Haidu Subway (2)

"Ding ding—The subway station is just ahead!"

Following the navigation to the subway station entrance, Jiang Jianxin heard a clear and bright sound in his earphones.

Because he had taken over Ayu, and would likely need to interact with artificial intelligence frequently in the future, Jiang Jianxin spent a lot of money to buy a new Bluetooth ear-hook device from Dream Pavilion with ultra-long battery life.

Bluetooth is very small; you can simply stick it inside your ear to hear sounds and communicate normally.

Jiang Jianxin had never seen anything like this before, because in the society she lived in before, the most advanced Bluetooth was only the ear-hook type.

She touched her ear somewhat awkwardly, then quickly withdrew her hand and looked at the subway station in front of her.

The subway station in front of us is shaped like a pavilion, rising from the ground. The top is made of tempered glass and ivory panels, and the edges are finished with champagne-colored metal grilles. Two sets of escalators extend radially from the pavilion to the ground.

Despite the dilapidated surroundings, the elevator was still functioning normally.

Jiang Jianxin stepped onto the elevator and saw pale golden light emanating from both sides of the elevator. Sunlight filtered through the top grille, casting dappled patterns of light that blended with the pale light.

"Why...does the subway station have an elevator?"

Jiang Jianxin asked A Yu.

"Because Rose Transportation belongs to Rose Group, and Rose Group CEO Jun Yunqi is very wealthy, these subways are all driven by financial resources and do not involve any technology."

Ayu replied.

Jiang Jianxin also remembered that Jun Yunqi was the agent of the God of Wealth.

She can transform wealth into direct power, bypassing the intermediate conversion process; a black card is an energy core.

Theoretically speaking, if she is rich enough, she can do anything.

Jiang Jianxin sighed, thinking to himself that the Rose Group was still as wealthy and powerful as ever.

As you descend the escalator into the depths of the subway station, you are not greeted by hurried crowds, but by homeless people huddled on both sides of the passageway.

They huddled together in a cold corner, like tattered, carelessly discarded packages, wrapped in blankets of indistinguishable color.

The air was thick with a sour, rotten smell. The listless gazes followed the footsteps of passersby, yet seemed to pierce through reality, looking towards some distant, unattainable place.

What's most alarming are the young faces—the vibrant teenagers, who should be full of life, are now leaning against the dirty brick walls like withered trees.

Two dull gray eyes were set in their deep-set sockets, their eyelashes barely moving. Several thin children huddled around the adults, as quiet as lifeless dolls, their breathing barely perceptible.

The entire underground space was filled with a suffocating silence.

Jiang Jianxin unconsciously touched the miniature Bluetooth earpiece on his ear again.

On the Ping An Forum, a steamed bun costs 3 gold coins, and she spent 185000 gold coins to buy a high-end Bluetooth device.

This gray society is like it has been torn in two by an invisible hand, and the class rifts are so deep that they can swallow up the entire population.

"clatter……"

Jiang Jianxin lowered his hand and walked through the crowd, his shoes tapping on the floor tiles, the crisp sound particularly abrupt in the passageway.

Those murky gazes followed her figure, sending a stinging, burning sensation through the back of her neck.

She suddenly realized that she was like a living capitalist at this moment—although she had never been involved in monopolistic businesses, the sheer power she wielded had pushed her into the very position she once despised.

"No wonder those powerful figures wanted to drive out the wanderers..."

Jiang Jianxin lowered his voice and spoke to A Yu.

The sticky, malicious, and purely resentful gazes from both sides of the road were enough to make any upper-class person who had been comfortable for too long feel uncomfortable.

"Does the administrator also want to report this? Ayu can contact the Rose Traffic Complaint Hotline for you."

The AI ​​misunderstood and asked via Bluetooth, "No need, I won't get involved."

Jiang Jianxin said.

"I just suddenly realized that behind every seemingly absurd social phenomenon, when you actually stand in that position, you will unconsciously have the same thoughts as them."

"It really is about questioning oddballs, understanding oddballs, and becoming oddballs."

Ayu understood what she meant, but it simply said:

"Jiang Jianxin is not a weirdo! Jiang Jianxin is a very good human being!"

Jiang Jianxin gave a wry smile.

The definition of a good person is too complicated, and she doesn't think she's a purely good person either.

At least when she was still a prophet, she didn't care about human life—in truth, she might not have been as kind as Jun Yunqi, who saved the world by drawing blood.

After passing through the security checkpoints and paying an exorbitant 1000 gold coins for the fare, Jiang Jianxin waited a while for the subway before finally entering the carriage—

They discovered that there were only five people in the carriage, including her.

In today's society, the truly wealthy don't need to go to Miharin restaurants; simply boarding the subway is equivalent to obtaining a ticket to high society.

As soon as Jiang Jianxin sat down on the plastic chair, he smelled a sweet, cloying perfume scent.

A young boy wearing a sheer mesh top pressed against her, his honey-colored abs gleaming healthily beneath the barely visible fabric. He leaned against her as if he had no bones.

"Sister~"

The call was sickeningly sweet, the last syllable trembling deliberately trained. The boy's hand was already on her knee, his fingertips tracing circles almost imperceptibly.

Jiang Jianxin vaguely recalled the male models she had picked up at a bar before the apocalypse. Compared to the man in front of her, their flirting skills were practically amateurish.

Before she could even react, another warm body pressed against her side. The chain around the dark-skinned boy's neck jingled with each movement.

"Sister, don't look at him!"

The boy's voice was like melting chocolate, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

"Let me serve my older sister~"

Jiang Jianxin felt her ears burning and her blood boiling in her veins. Even though the air conditioning in the carriage was on full blast, she felt short of breath.

The two boys' bodies were like two balls of fire, baking her between them. She noticed that the person sitting opposite her was a young woman in a suit and tie, who was watching this scene with a smile, and even blatantly reached her hand into the collar of the boy next to her.

In this awkward situation, unable to ask A-Yu directly, Jiang Jianxin simply relied on his intuition:
【…What’s going on? Didn’t I come by subway? Why does it feel like I’ve stumbled into a brothel?】

Am I out of touch with the times?

Intuition lazily revealed the handwriting:
[Those who try to hook up with rich men, you clearly haven't been watching the news much. There are plenty of people like that on the Haidu subway who spend their entire fortune just to hook up with a wealthy person.]

After all, those who can afford to pay 1000 gold coins to freely ride the subway are truly high-class individuals.

Jiang Jianxin asked in shock:
[Fishing on the subway? No... you're not going to go down there.]

There's a gate down there, but it costs 1000 gold, which they can't afford. Taking the subway is already a desperate gamble, so they can only try to lure a rich person to take them away.

While I was intuitively interpreting this, another boy walked into the next carriage. He was the kind of boy who would remind you of your first love at first glance.

He was wearing a neatly ironed white shirt and refined black-rimmed glasses, and was looking at her with teary eyes, his voice carrying a hint of coquetry:
"Sister~"

Jiang Jianxin felt a little wooden.

—No, no one told her the subway had developed like this before she came.