After the two chatted for a while, Zhang Heng asked to join Xu Qian's fan chat room. Xu Qian readily agreed and gave Zhang Heng the position of an administrator.
It was not until one o 'clock in the morning that Xu Qian felt tired. She ended the free chat, got up, took a shower, and went to bed.
The next day, Zhang Heng accompanied Xu Qian for the whole day and did not go anywhere. To Xu Qian's surprise, Zhang Heng actually performed his duties as an administrator, managing the illegal comments in the chat room and mediating the conflicts between fans. He was having a lot of fun. Xu Qian was too embarrassed to ask him how the investigation was going. She was even considering whether she should pay Zhang Heng a higher salary.
On the third night, Zhang Heng finally went out when Xu Qian went online. Xu Qian also added an extra physical lock on the door of the workshop.
Before Zhang Heng left, he reminded Xu Qian again. Considering that the other party was a hacker, there was a possibility that he could use someone else's ID. So Zhang Heng told Xu Qian to ignore his message even if she received it. Anyway, he would be back when Xu Qian went offline.
After that, Zhang Heng called a taxi and went to the House of Old Things.
Old Man Geng contacted him yesterday and asked him to pay for the shellac record. He also promised to give him another shellac record after the deal was done.
So Zhang Heng could only put aside the stalker and accompany Old Man Geng to the first level.
"Leave your sword and bow with me first," Old Man Geng said. "We are going to do business, not to fight."
"Didn't you say you want me to be your bodyguard?" Zhang Heng frowned.
"Yes, but that's just in case. We should show a peaceful attitude first. Don't worry. You can put your sword and bow in my secret basement first. I hid all the good stuff there. I will never lose them."
Zhang Heng had no choice but to leave the Shrouded Sheath and the Pestilence Bone Bow behind.
Old Man Geng looked at Zhang Heng again, satisfied with the current Zhang Heng. He then said, "Let's go. Don't you have to go back before 12 o 'clock in the evening? By the way, are you a female high school student? Do you have to go home on time every day?"
"…"
"Forget it. I'm not interested in your other work. If everything goes well, I will be done soon," Old Man Geng said.
After that, the two of them drove to the central shuttle in the center of the city.
From here, one could take the shuttle to and fro between the various layers of the city, and it was the only way to go to other layers of space.
However, people who lived on the lower floors had to first apply for registration if they wanted to move to the higher floors. Basically, if they had no criminal record, the application would be approved very quickly. However, it was only limited to the upper two floors of the residence. If they wanted to move further up, they would need someone to invite them.
However, if the place of work and the place of residence were separated, then as long as one applied for a long-term pass at the place of work, and after a review every six months, one would be able to travel freely between the two places, avoiding the trouble of applying every time.
In addition, the relocation of residences was also very simple. Each floor had an asset threshold. Once you passed the threshold, you could move to that floor and become a citizen of that floor, enjoying the benefits here.
You could also provide the corresponding proof. As long as you could prove that you would have a continuous and considerable cash flow in the future, you could still successfully settle down even if your assets did not meet the required amount.
When Xu Qian moved from the first level, she took the back road. After the application was successful, she took the central shuttle to the second level. She lived there for almost two years, and then she applied for the third level.
If Zhang Heng and Old Man Geng wanted to go to the first level now, they had to use the central shuttle.
It was almost time to get off work, and the central shuttle was crowded with people who had just finished work and were waiting to go home.
Fortunately, the shuttle's carrying capacity was quite impressive. There were a total of four tracks, and a shuttle would leave every three minutes during peak hours. It could accommodate up to 10,000 people at a time.
Everyone stood in line outside their respective waiting rooms, waiting for the previous group to leave. After that, those who wanted to take the next shuttle would have to immediately enter the corresponding waiting room, find a seat, fasten their seat belts, and wait for the next shuttle to arrive.
Each waiting room had about fifty seats, and all of them were passengers heading to the same floor. These waiting rooms were actually small units that could be spliced together.
When the shuttle arrived at the corresponding space layer, it would complete the exchange of up to 200 waiting rooms in just seven minutes (under extreme circumstances). After that, the waiting rooms that needed to get off the shuttle would be placed in the arrival hall. After that, the waiting room modules that needed to get on the shuttle would be assembled in different positions according to the floor they arrived at.
Although there were a lot of people waiting to go home, everything seemed to be in order.
Zhang Heng and Old Man Geng only waited for less than a quarter of an hour before they got on the next shuttle. Ten minutes later, the two arrived at their destination.
The first level of New Shanghai 0297.
Unlike the third level, which had a modern technological feel, the first level looked a lot more dilapidated. Whether it was the buildings or the streets, it was said that this was the first part of the entire space station city to be built. It was the place where the construction workers lived before. After that, it became a place for young people who had just come to New Shanghai 0297 to make a living, as well as the city's low-income people.
The highest population in all of New Shanghai 0297 lived here, but the municipal investment seemed a little insufficient.
Including the simulated sky above their heads, there were only simple day and night, and stars could not be seen at night. Zhang Heng looked up at the sky, only to see a crescent moon. The realism of the first level was far inferior to the third level, let alone the temperature changes and the four solar terms.
To put it simply, the public facilities here were basically to meet the most basic survival needs. If one wanted a better life, they could only go up to the other levels. At the same time, the security situation on the first level was the worst in all of New Shanghai-0297.
This was also the reason why Old Man Geng brought Zhang Heng along. After getting off the central shuttle, he looked a little nervous. He held a very old-fashioned briefcase to his chest and kept looking around.
Zhang Heng had to remind him, "If you keep doing this, you are basically telling the people here to rob me. I have something good on me."
"Then what should I do?" Old Man Geng asked.
"Just be normal, like an ordinary person," Zhang Heng said. "Where is the person you are looking for?"
"I don't know." Old Man Geng accepted Zhang Heng's suggestion. He put down the briefcase and tried not to look around.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"He only asked me to come to the first level. He will come back to me when the time comes," Old Man Geng replied.
"What are you doing? Are you a high school girl waiting for her boyfriend to take you to the nightclub?" Zhang Heng finally had the chance to take revenge.
"…"
This time, it was Old Man Geng's turn to suffer.
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