klisemfg Chapter 377 The top is the top
Chapter 377 The top is the top
Chapter 377 The top is the top
Asdna Galaxy, Pinoconi, Dreamland Twelve Hours—The Hour of Hot Sand.
This is a dream world that combines heat waves and wilderness. It was once ranked at the bottom of the recommendations of the "Pinoconi Dream World Guide".
But it has the most number of taverns in Pinoconi, and is billed as "Pinoconni, a must-visit dreamland for unknown guests". Even the prosperous and dreamy metropolis is ranked lower than it in the minds of unknown guests.
What comes into view is no longer a cluster of high-rise buildings, nor is it a huge advertising sign with shining neon lights.
Here is an endless wilderness, with western cowboy-style wooden taverns and Dream Chasers toasting cows and drinking while talking and laughing.
But there is a saying that has been circulating among those dreamers who are nostalgic for the prosperous dream of the metropolis. In the vast land of Hot Sand Moment, you can walk into a tavern at will.
If you ask the bartender for a bottle of whiskey-like special blend, you will be carefully cared for by all the dreamers in the bar and leave here, and you will be reminded warmly that this is not a place for children and cowards.
Of course, those with good intentions want to know whether this rumor is true or not, but the Dream Chasers who stay in Hot Sand Moment are very secretive about it.
It is only said that Hot Sand welcomes every pioneering traveler without any discrimination.
At 13: on the mobile phone system time, the ball cage moved from far to near from the horizon, and slowly stopped in front of the railway platform above the vast wilderness.
Fine gravel floated in the hazy light, and the wind carried heat waves and hit the glass of the ball cage.
One side of the cage was opened, the overwhelming heat poured into the cage, and the vast wilderness was unobstructed.
March 7 walked out of the ball cage, covering her skirt with one hand to prevent it from being blown up by the wind, and pressed the camera's shutter button with the other hand.
She looked down at the entire Hot Sand moment and couldn't help but curse in her heart. She doubted the authenticity of the Sureda audition venue held in this place. If it was really the Hot Sand branch venue, then she thought it would probably be in the style of a Western cowboy. Beautiful women from all walks of life.
Before March 7 could finish muttering in her heart, a gust of wind blew up and swayed the hem of her skirt. Fortunately, she was well prepared and held down the hem of her skirt with one hand, thus preventing her from being exposed and adding "lucky pervert" to Jiang Fan. "This kind of classic animation attribute.
Compared to March 7, who was full of doubts, Jiang Fan, who finally walked out of the cage, was filled with emotion. Looking at the vast wilderness and smelling the smell of crude liquor in the hot wind, he suddenly felt nostalgic.
A long, long time ago, he had a life experience as grand as that of a western cowboy. He drank vodka vigorously with a strong vodka in his left hand, and laughed loudly with a sexy western beauty in his right hand. He was such a bohemian cowboy.
It's a pity that the wandering cowboy character didn't last long before Kafka destroyed it, but he still captured the hearts of thousands of ignorant girls.
"Are you sure it's hot sand time here?" Elise looked left and right. She was not bothered by the same style as March 7, but was amazed at the vast wilderness.
This place is indeed different from the [Golden Hour]. Rather than being different, it is better to say that they are two separate worlds.
Some time ago, they were immersed in the bustling and dreamy Night City, but now they were facing the sun and the heat waves, and they were in the lonely wilderness.
If she had to describe it, it would probably be playing two different games. One is in the future world, where you can go to heaven and earth by changing your prosthetic body, and the other is in the old world, where you play the role of a western cowboy and wander around the world, punishing and killing rapists. Evil, enough for the occasion.
"I'm sure, I'm very sure. I saw a sign on the road just now that says, 'Hot sand welcomes you at all times.'" Jiang Fan nodded.
"This is a little different from what we imagined... I always feel like we are all wearing the wrong clothes." March 7 looked down at the skirt swaying in the wind with a complicated expression, "Should we change into Western cowboys? Dress up? Instead of skirts and suits..."
"This is called differentiation. It's like a duck egg emerging from a group of eggs. Do you look at the egg first or the duck egg first?" Jiang Fan led the way and explained plausibly, "If we are ugly, then look at the duck egg first." The glances towards us must be mocking and mocking, but aren’t you confident in your appearance?”
March 7 hesitated for a while, and suddenly felt that what Jiang Fan said was so reasonable.
Just like a train conductor suddenly appeared among a group of listeners, she would definitely shift her gaze and stare at the conductor instead of looking at the group of listeners.
March 7th felt a lot more comfortable. She turned to look at Jizi to seek sister Jizi's approval, but the moment she turned her head, she was suddenly stunned.
She looked left and right, everything looked like ridges and peaks, and her best friend Xing was not here. She suddenly realized that apart from Uncle Yang and Jiang Fan, she seemed to be the closest to being flat.
If she was competing for cuteness, then she must be very confident, but she had seen various audition programs on TV, and none of them were so superficial that they only looked at faces.
Otherwise, if Sister Jizi wears Bailu's figure... then she is definitely not Sister Jizi...
Several people walked out of the parking platform of the ball cage, the afterglow of light shone on their backs, and the surroundings were blazing.
Elise held Jiang Fan's hand and hurriedly walked in front, looking around. Huang Quan followed closely behind, biting a peach. Theresa, who was worried, also regained her mood, humming a song and walking briskly.
Jizi and Walter were still calm, leaving only March 7th who was left behind, full of worries, biting her lip secretly, feeling for the first time that Xing's words were so reasonable.
"Beautiful girls are never perfect, just like me. My imperfections are too perfect, so that even small things like digging through the trash can are infinitely magnified." Xing's eloquent voice echoed in March Qi's mind.
Jiang Fan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped, and Huang Quan and Theresa who were following them also stopped. March Qi kept walking with her head lowered. She had no time to stop or look, and bumped into Ji Zi's back.
She groaned, covered her head and took a step back. She looked up and was surprised.
I originally thought it was Su Leda's audition venue, but in front of me was a tavern, because there was a illuminated billboard under the eaves, with the pattern of a glass of bubbling wine.
The saloon door of the tavern was slightly shaken by the wind. March 7th looked at the entire tavern and was about to ask Jiang Fan if he wanted to go in. He only heard two loud laughs coming from the tavern.
Someone said loudly: "I just like top-quality wine! Top-quality wine is top-quality! You get what you pay for!"