28: Chapter 28 Gongluo District

Wang Xinrou stood dazed in front of her wardrobe, looking at the clothes hanging inside.

Her school uniform, a few everyday jackets, and a dress she had bought with her younger sister two years ago—these clothes had been more than enough for her in the past.

Yet today, for the very first time, she wondered if she had too few clothes.

"It's just a meal."

She whispered to herself, yet her hand hesitated to reach out.

Whenever she faced Fang Yun, she always wanted to present her best self, if even just through a piece of clothing.

In the end, she picked out a light-colored dress. It wasn't expensive, the fabric was quite ordinary, and the hem was dotted with tiny floral prints.

She sat in front of the mirror, slowly brushing her hair as her light blue long hair cascaded down like silk.

After putting down the comb, she suddenly noticed her rough hands. Unlike girls her age, they weren't fair and tender, and faint marks lingered in places from constantly doing housework and working odd jobs outside. A bitter smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

She suddenly felt a wave of grievance and had the urge to cry out loud, but she forcibly suppressed this strange feeling.

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Linjiang City, Tongluo District.

"Let me see, Cross Street, Building 56? This should be it." Sitting inside the flying shuttle, Fang Yun looked at the address information sent by Wang Xinrou via communication and confirmed it once more.

Tongluo District was the largest slum in Linjiang City, home to millions of impoverished people. There were very few high-rises, mostly consisting of tube-shaped apartment buildings and various single-story bungalows.

The roads weren't as wide as those in the city center, and the air was mixed with the scents of various cheap foods.

Countless ordinary people lived here every day, working hard to earn Faith Points and strive for a better future for their children.

Although they hadn't awakened a Divine Kingdom and lost the chance to become deities, their children still had hope, which was why they struggled and worked hard.

After breaking away from the Fang Family in his past life, Fang Yun had gone through a destitute period and had once lived in a similar place.

Today, the peace of Tongluo District was broken by a flying shuttle that suddenly parked on the roadside.

The body of this flying shuttle was dark black. If someone professional in shuttles observed carefully, they would surely discover that the entire car body was coated with a special layer.

Light falling on the car body would be slowly absorbed by the coating, and then turn into a faint silver streamer on the surface. One could imagine that if driven at maximum horsepower, the streamer formed on its surface would undoubtedly be a deeply shocking sight.

The car body lacked any logos or luxurious decorations, and even looked somewhat ordinary.

It didn't have the limited-edition paint jobs favored by young wealthy people; its color was ordinary and its lines were simple, yet it gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

There was no loud roaring sound, nor any exaggerated styling, as the shuttle quietly parked by the roadside.

The originally bustling street instantly fell silent, and everyone gazed at this uninvited guest that had barged into their world.

"What is that? A car?" A man who was loading and unloading cargo stopped what he was doing and looked over in bewilderment.

The person resembling a manager in charge of receiving goods nearby clearly had a broader horizon. His gaze was full of excitement, revealing a look of envy in his eyes.

People around him cast curious glances. In the eyes of these ordinary people, the manager was already a big figure. If anyone here could recognize the origin of this thing, it definitely had to be him.

Feeling the attention of the surrounding people, the manager couldn't help puffing out his chest and saying proudly,

"Let me explain. This isn't a regular car we usually see, but a flying shuttle capable of traveling in the air. Furthermore, it's a private flying shuttle produced by Hermes Industries. If I'm not mistaken, this shuttle should be the Night series model produced by their group—Night Streamer."

"The price should be around ten million Faith Points, and only senior VIP members of Hermes Industries can order it. It's extremely rare and hard to find on the market."

Hermes Industries was one of the top vehicle manufacturers in the Human Federation, and they even dabbled in many military vehicles.

After hearing this, the surrounding residents looked at each other in blank dismay, their eyes showing bewildered expressions. Ten million Faith Points?

For people like them who could only earn a few thousand Faith Points a month, this figure was something they couldn't hope to reach even after working hard for hundreds of years.

No matter how hard they tried to figure it out, they couldn't understand how a car could be so expensive.

The manager stared closely at the shuttle, sighing in his heart: "How wonderful would it be if I could have a car like this? However, why would someone who can afford such a luxury car come to Tongluo District? Could they have come to the wrong place?"

The manager didn't leave; he was very curious about what kind of big figure the owner of this car could be.

In fact, they didn't know that this shuttle didn't belong to Fang Yun; it was given to him by his father, Marshal Fang Qing, for his use.

Moreover, if it really belonged to Fang Yun, given his current financial situation, he would definitely sell the car immediately and use the exchanged Faith Points to solidify his talent amplification.

The car door opened, and a young and handsome boy stepped out.

He wore a simple black trench coat. From head to toe, there were no weird decorations or tokens representing his identity, at least making his attire look very ordinary.

But there would always be one or two knowledgeable guys in the slums, and the manager was just such a person.

At this moment, he was slightly stunned. Why did this trench coat look so much in the style of [Alfred Private Tailoring]'s custom handmade line?

Alfred was a very niche yet famous ready-to-wear brand in the upper society of the Federation. For instance, the trench coat on Fang Yun's body was made from high-density fibers of a special plant within the Divine Kingdom.

It could withstand low-level impacts and energy shocks, while retaining the tactile feel of ordinary wool.

This kind of clothing would never appear in shopping malls.

The inner lining of the black trench coat was a white shirt. Being too far away and hidden inside the trench coat, the manager couldn't make out any details.

The leather shoes on his feet were hand-dyed, making the original material indistinguishable, but one would assume that the shoes worn by such a person were definitely not ordinary goods.

The smart smartwatch on his wrist was also a high-end product from Star Ring Technology. With excellent performance, it could receive any form of document, and the safety of transmitting items was much stronger than ordinary watches—a style quite favored by some low-tier deities.

After getting out of the car, Fang Yun directly sent a message to Wang Xinrou: "I'm downstairs at your place, Old Wang."

Afterwards, he boredly leaned his back against the car body, browsing the Deities Forum.

The manager watched the boy standing downstairs with some surprise. Why would a person like this come to the slums?

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long. The answer was soon revealed—it turned out the other party was here to pick someone up.

At this moment, some neighbors also recognized Wang Xinrou. After all, she had lived here for many years.

"Isn't that the Wang family's daughter?"

"Is that Xiaorou?"

"Who else could it be? It's her."

Everyone's understanding of this girl was limited to her excellent grades and studying at Sunshine High School, one of the best high schools in Linjiang City.

Her personality was also very good; she was a strong child.

What everyone didn't expect, however, was that she actually knew a big figure who drove this kind of car.

Immediately, everyone began to talk animatedly. Among them were those who felt gratified, those who were envious, and even no shortage of malicious speculations.

Hearing the discussion of the crowd, the manager understood the girl's identity. He looked at the young girl in the distance and smiled: "She certainly has good luck."

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