Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 46 Drunk Life
Su Mengfan walked throughout the station and found various homemade beers. Along the way, he greedily but cautiously examined the attractive half-fruit girl standing next to the raised tent curtain.

They looked at passers-by with seductive eyes, and despite their vulgar thoughts, they were so relaxed and free, unlike the women at the VDNKh, who were oppressed and crushed by hard life.

He stayed at the bookstall for a while. Everything was cheap: pocket-sized books, great and pure love stories for women, books about murder and money for men, but he was not there. Something of interest.

The platform is about 200 steps long - slightly longer than normal.

The walls and unique columns, reminiscent of a mouth organ, are covered in colored marble, mostly grayish-yellow but also pink.

The floor of the station is decorated with strips of yellow metal, tarnished with age and bearing illegible symbols from the past.

The ceiling was blackened by the fire, and the walls were dotted with Xu Ya's words written with paint and soot, and some common pornographic pictures were painted.

The marble is chipped in places and the metal strips are dented and badly scratched.

To the right of the middle line of the hall, go up one of the short stairs, and beyond the bridge you can see another hall of the station.

Su Mengfan also wanted to go there, but he stopped at the iron fence. Like the Heping Avenue Station, there was a two-meter-wide checkpoint here.

A few big men stood beside the narrow passage, leaning against the fence, and those who were closer to Su Mengfan were familiar thugs wearing training pants with "TT" printed on them.

On the other side, they were dark, bearded, of medium height, but they looked serious. One of them had a machine gun between his legs, and a pistol poked in another pocket.

These bandits talk to each other so peacefully that it's hard to believe they were ever enemies.

They told Su Mengfan quite politely that it would cost two coins to go to the station next door through here, and two more coins would have to be paid when coming back.

Su Mengfan asked what was inside, and those people replied that there was a training ground inside, and there were also awards.If you meet the standard, you can get a prize.

Su Mengfan thought about it, let's eat something first, and come to challenge again when he has time.

Su Mengfan walked around and carefully studied the stalls and the market, then returned to the entrance where they first arrived.

That's not the end of the hall, there's a staircase going up.

He went up and found a small hall there, which was divided into two parts of equal size by a security line, which was obviously another boundary between the two spheres of influence.

To his surprise, on his right, he saw an actual sculpture—one he had seen in pictures of cities in geography books, but this one in the subway station was not a complete person, just a statue of a human head.

What a big head!
It is nearly two meters high...

Although its surface is smudged with something, its nose shines from being touched frequently, giving people an awe-inspiring, even forbidding feeling.

A story about a giant emerged in Su Mengfan's mind: a giant had lost a battle, his head was embedded in a copper seat, and the marble hall adorning this small sinful world was buried deep in the depths of the earth, hiding from God's gaze... the severed head looks sad.

Su Mengfan first suspected that it was Yahya from the New Testament that he had read a few pages of, but judging from the height, he felt that it should be related to a powerful hero who was once a real giant but was defeated in the end. , lost his head.

He was a little disappointed that none of the residents running around could tell him who the severed head belonged to.

As he approached the statue, he stumbled across such a wonderful place--a real restaurant in a dark green tent that was spacious, clean and pleasant, as in his own station.

In the corner inside, there are fake flowers made of cloth in plastic bottles, a pair of tables with oil lamps on them, and the tent is filled with soft and comfortable light.

And the food...it was God's food - the softest pork and hot mushrooms - melted in your mouth.

It must be hundreds of times better than those poor-quality roast rat meat. There is nothing better in this world.

The people who sit there are determined looking, respectable people, dressed in good quality and tasteful clothes.

Clearly, they're big businessmen, serious about slicing through crispy fried pork skin that oozes hot fat, and unhurriedly popping tiny slices into their mouths.

At this time, they talked peacefully, discussing their business, and occasionally glanced at Su Mengfan politely.

Of course, it's very expensive here - Su Mengfan spent a total of fifteen coins here, and when he put them in the hands of the chubby store manager, he regretted that he had lost to the temptation of delicious food, but his stomach was very happy, Calm and warm, so the voice of reason is silent at this moment.

A glass of fermented fresh blend was sweet, the pleasure filling his head, but not overpowering, it wasn't some poisonous, cloudy homebrew in dirty bottles that made you When I smell it, my legs feel weak.

It's a sparkling fresh blend that costs three coins a bottle and will help you endure all the misery in the world and give you joy.

That being the case, what are three coins?
Sipping the fermented fresh mixed wine, this was the first time Su Mengfan sat there silently and peacefully alone in the past few days. Su Mengfan tried to revive the recent events in his memory, recalling where he had been, and thinking about where he hadn’t gone yet. The place.

There were still places to conquer in his travel plans, and he was once again standing at a crossroads.

Su Mengfan felt as if he was a hero in a fairy tale in his childhood. The memory of the hero is so far away now that he can't remember who told him...

Was it the commander, or the old man, or his own mother?
Most importantly, Su Mengfan prefers to think that his mother told him the story, her face will appear vaguely for a moment, as if he could hear her voice reading the story to him in a smooth tone: a long time ago...

I don't know if it's Alcorn's mother or his own mother, and the picture becomes more blurred.

So, like the protagonist in a fairy tale, he stood there.

He drank the intoxicating rum, and a blissful ennui seized his body.

He didn't want to think at all now, all he could think about was--"Go straight—and you die; go left—and you lose your horse..."

Burnout might be with him ever since: after his recent experiences, he really needed a break.

Worth it for a break at Ciudad Gomes station - rent a room for the night.

He looked around and wanted to ask the locals about the tunnel.

If he had followed Su Mengfan's careless plan, he would not have made it to where he is today.

At this moment, Su Mengfan stared exhaustedly at the little tongues of flame dancing in the oil lamp on the table, lost in thought.

After a while, Su Mengfan found that his mind had stopped thinking and there was no way forward.

Everything is so charming, everything is so beautiful.

I want to die drunk in the beauty of that moment.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

After all, he has experienced so much along the way, so much that Su Mengfan feels that what he experienced in his previous life was not as much as what he encountered during this time.

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I don't know how long it took, Su Mengfan was tossed awake by the bursts of hunger in his stomach.

Seeing that I don't have many coins anymore, there are only 20 coins left.

Just enough for melt-in-your-mouth pork and warm mushrooms, and a bottle of freshly fermented blend.Thinking about yesterday's fine wine, Su Mengfan subconsciously licked his lips.

But today's coins simply can't buy a few full clips.

Moreover, my injury is not yet complete, if I go directly to the Metropolitan Station, I may die suddenly on the way.

"The hall surrounded by fences yesterday may be able to earn funds for departure there." Thinking of this, Su Mengfan packed his backpack.

The stall near the room paid 5 coins for a cheap pork roast.

While eating, he walked to the door of the hall, and saw that the same guards from yesterday were still in front of the door.

I paid the money and walked in.

As far as I can see, a group of thugs wearing only vests with "TT" printed on the back are beating the sandbags in the corner.The bulging muscles on the arms look so strong and powerful.

It reminded Su Mengfan of the scene where Nathaniel was punched back by the bull at the entrance of the subway station.

In the other direction, there are several small rooms. According to the bandits at the door, those rooms are specially used for shooting training.

It was also the destination of Su Mengfan's visit this time.

As for the room in the middle, there are many people in different clothes, coming in and out all the time.When Su Mengfan wanted to take a closer look, he was stopped by a thug at the door.

Su Mengfan lost interest in this moment, raised her legs and walked towards the small room.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to enter the small room, he was stopped by someone.Tell Su Mengfan that someone inside is using it, please wait for a while.

While Su Mengfan was waiting, he used this time to talk about the rules.

The rules are very simple, there are only two.The first rule is that you can't quit halfway.As for the last one, bullets are provided in the venue, but they need to be exchanged for coins, and you can choose to use your own gun.

Finally, the rewards are explained, which are very rich.According to the number of points, hitting a target will get 1 point.Every 2 points can be exchanged for a coin.

He also asked Su Mengfan to hand in 5 coins as the entrance fee.

Therefore, Su Mengfan needs to score at least 18 points.In order to meet the entrance fee this time and the toll fee for entering and exiting the hall.This does not include the consumption of the bullet itself.

After understanding the rules, Su Mengfan waited at the door and looked around by the way.And this kind of shooting activity has never been seen at the Hayabusa Station and the All-Russia Exhibition Hall Station.

After a while, the door opened.

Su Mengfan found out that the bald man he met yesterday turned out to be the one who responded to his soliloquies, and even invited him to eat that unpalatable rat meat.

(End of this chapter)