Shuttle between two worlds: I have a miracle shuttle door

Wu Qi slept very soundly this time. When he was gently awakened by the graceful stewardess, the plane had already landed and was taxiing on the runway.

"Reached?"

Taking off the blindfold, the eyes were back to light, Wu Qi rubbed his eyes, feeling a little jerky.

"Dear sir, the Lagarul Capital Airport has arrived. If you feel unwell, you can try this eye drop."

The uniformed stewardess squatted with one foot and one knee on the ground, knelt beside Wu Qi and said softly.

The stewardess was holding a small crystal bottle in her hand, with lavender eye drops gently swaying in it.

Wu Qi took it and glanced at it. It was all in Federal language. Wu Qi could barely recognize a few, but looking at the packaging, he knew that this item was not cheap.

I tried it with two drops, blinked, hey, let alone, the effect was immediate, the eyes seemed to have been washed, and the world seemed much clearer.

"Thank you!"

Wu Qi took out his mobile phone and transferred 100 to the stewardess, then got up and prepared to get off the plane.

It's not money for eye drops, it's a service tip.

The tipping system originated from the Western Freedom Federation, and then became popular in the Xingyao Empire. Over time, it became a default rule.

It's just that the free federation's tip is usually in cash, while the Xingyao Empire is mainly based on transfers, and physical objects are also acceptable. Like the pack of cigarettes that Wu Qi gave to the security guy last time, it is essentially a kind of tip.

It's just that more often, the real thing is more inclined to other meanings.

The stewardess thanked him gently, and then packed Wu Qi's seat.

The plane stopped slowly, the door opened, and the first-class passengers disembarked first, and went through the VIP channel.

After getting off the plane, after waiting for a while, they met up with the trio of assistants, and the four of them left the airport.

There were four people in a group, and Wu Qi was empty-handed except for the clothes on his body.

And his personal change of clothes was packed overnight by Yang Xue, packed in a small suitcase, and pulled by Zhang Jun.

The construction of Lagarul Capital Airport is very modern, at least not inferior to the airport in Haishi. It basically has all the facilities that a modern airport should have.

It's just that the staff at the airport have all turned into dark skin, and they feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Wu Dong, it seems that the non-Moore state is still very developed, not as backward as Kuaiyin said."

The life assistant Yan Xiaoxiao looked around, his face full of novelty, and said excitedly while following Wu Qi's pace.

"Hehe, you'll know later!"

Wu Qi couldn't deny Yan Xiaoxiao's words.

When she got out of the airport, the little girl knew what it means to be in the middle of it! !

Boom~~
drop drop~~
Baba~~
jingle bell~~~
Moo~moo~~
Seeing the "prosperous" scene in front of them, the group of four was dumbfounded!
Even Wu Qi never imagined that just after leaving the airport, what he saw was such a scene! !

Large trucks, taxis, private cars, bicycles, motorcycles, and even a lot of ox carts and mule carts filled the entire avenue, mixed with the dense crowd like ants, and it was difficult to pass through the avenue.

Most of the models of large trucks are from the Xingyao Empire, but I don’t know which era of the last century they are scrapped. They are full of tatters, either one piece is missing on the east side, or the west side is rotten. Same.

Wu Qi also saw a truck with the driver's seat missing and an iron frame welded to it, which was still driving cheerfully.

The taxi was even worse. I didn’t see a taxi whose paint was still there. It was all rusty iron sheets. Only there was a sign on the roof to identify it as a taxi.

A taxi full of five people was crammed with more than a dozen people, and the door couldn't even be closed and was locked with wire.

Wu Qi saw a black child whose face was tightly squeezed against the remaining glass, showing a mouthful of big white teeth and smiling at Wu Qi in a "friendly" way.

It is this smile that may not be taken back.

People with yellow skin, white skin, and black skin mixed together and squeezed each other. The black sweat visible to the naked eye on the body, face, and arms made people sick.

There are too many people, too many to see the end at a glance, rubbing shoulders, squeezing one by one.

What's more, the avenue is actually a dirt road made of rammed dirt, dusty and dusty.

Hearing people of all skin colors who were blocked in a hurry speak words that Wu Qi couldn't understand, like a cannonball, they chattered friendly greetings to the blocked place in front of them, and sprayed other people's faces with saliva.

Anyway, it looks so sour!

The situation in front of him made Wu Qi feel dazed for a while, as if he had come to the Three Kingdoms.

What the hell is this?
He knew that the conditions in Ragarul would definitely not be good. After all, according to statistics, Ragarur has been rated as one of the poorest countries for several years in a row.

Can you believe that a country full of gems and wealth is the poorest country?

But that's what it is!
But Wu Qi never expected that the situation would be so bad?

Turning around, I looked at the huge, bright and clean airport hall behind me, and then looked back at the dusty crowd in front of me. The stark contrast formed a great contrast. It was so ironic and absurd!
A yellow dividing line under the feet is like a dimensional crystal wall that can never be broken, dividing two distinct worlds that can never intersect.

The trio of assistants were also obviously stunned by the scene in front of them, and were speechless for a long time.

It was the sight in front of them that left them speechless.

"Ahem~~ Put on your masks."

Wu Qi, who suddenly choked on the dust, coughed several times and ordered everyone to put on their masks quickly.

According to this amount of dust, I am afraid that after a few mouthfuls, you will get pneumoconiosis.

Everyone hurriedly took out their masks and put them on.

Wu Qi took out his mobile phone and reported to Yang Xue that he was safe, then called Zheng Hua and asked where the person he sent was.

I thought I could take a taxi, but after seeing this scene, I forgot it.

Wu Qi didn't want to experience the feeling of Roujiamo.

A phone call was made, and Zheng Hua connected in seconds.

"Brother Wu, have you got off the plane? How about it, do you want to take a taxi?"

Zheng Hua's voice is still bold and generous, but why does Wu Qi feel that this guy is holding back?

"Uncle Zheng, you just wait to see my jokes, right?"

Wu Qi was helpless.

Zheng Hua had said before that he would send someone to pick him up, but Wu Qi, out of the principle of not bothering anyone, refused to agree, saying that he would be able to go by taking a taxi.

At that time, I felt that Zheng Hua's tone seemed a little weird, so it turned out that he was waiting for him here.

"Hahaha, I already said I'm going to pick you up, you can't rely on me!!"

"I have already sent Wen Rui to pick you up, it should be here now, a black ordinary car, are you looking around?"

Wu Qi:.
What the hell is this to describe?

The streets are full of mediocre cars, uh!
Wu Qi suddenly discovered that Zheng Hua's description might be really appropriate. Compared with these "demons and ghosts" all over the street, it really is nothing special.