Chapter 40: Directly to Paris

  This is the "two-stage opening"! Chen Yi's eyes were fixed on the front, and his line of sight was still a seemingly normal carriage, with three automatic sliding doors on both sides, just like the first car. Next to each door, there were several seats, clean and tidy, reflecting a blue light.

  The subway was silent and soundless, but it didn't show any signs of stopping. Chen Yi didn't think about anything else, took a tentative step forward, met no obstacles, so he simply swung his legs and walked straight in.

  Chen Yi looked around and felt that the outermost small door was slightly different, so he walked over.

  Similar to a normal subway, the small door is about 2 meters wide, with a semi-transparent glass on top, emitting a faint yellow glow at this moment. When I pointed my finger at it, it flashed twice and suddenly displayed a world map.

  World map?

  Chen Yi would have never guessed such a situation even if he had cracked his brain.

  Today's events were truly strange and difficult to understand.

  But then again, it's still not as strange as a magical world.

  Chen Yi thought for a moment, smiled, and randomly clicked on the world map. It naturally expanded, revealing circular dots representing countries, their positions and sizes almost identical to what he had seen before.

  He then clicked on the top left part of the map and saw Western Europe's France, and immediately pressed down on the red dot marked Paris.

  At that moment, the subway suddenly accelerated and then quickly decelerated.

  The inertial force caused Chen Yi to stand unsteadily, and when he returned to his original position, the small door in front of him had turned transparent...

  As the eye travels, the bright sunshine fills the classical atmosphere of the wisteria trellis pavilion, overflowing with modern culture at the Ou Shi book and newspaper kiosk, and the spacious square is right before one's eyes. A brown iron tower stands majestically, evoking a sense of awe from afar, even from thousands of miles away.

  Here is... Paris!

  In just a few seconds of choosing, I arrived in Paris, France.

  What is this thing made of?

  Chen Yi's eyebrows and eyes all gathered together, sizing up the city outside the light screen, the subway inside the light screen.

  In the end, it was Paris that stole all the attention.

  What an ambiguous city!

  Those men and women who wanted to be together but couldn't, those women who wanted to be together but couldn't, those men who wanted to be together but couldn't, those men and women who wanted to become one...

  Fresh chaos swept in and continued to affect normal humans from all over the world.

  Chen Yi watched them with a busy expression, and the first thing that came to his mind was countless associations. Under the Arc de Triomphe, the triumphant mistress, under the Eiffel Tower, the husband who carried the tower on his head, on the wide avenue, the bumpy human body...

  Paris, as if it were the armpit of the earth, always smells of excessive hormones. It seems to be forever wrapped in inflatable rubber and eco-friendly fabrics, men are always panting because of one barbell, and holding their breath for two.

  With an astonished heart, Chen Yi stretched out both hands and walked forward.

  His arm passed through the thin light curtain in an instant.

  His face suddenly showed a surprised and delighted smile, and he walked out of the light screen without hesitation. When he turned back to look, it was an old-fashioned red phone booth. Chen Yi only remembered the location and did not try to re-enter.

  Outside the gate, facing the wide pedestrian road, beautiful long skirts and even more beautiful short skirts are fluttering, beautifully dressed figures and undressed figures are moving, sun-like faces or sun-like chests are swaying. The warm wind gently blows over everyone's shoulders, back, and buttocks, then lingers reluctantly.

  Magical subway, magical exotic style.

  Chen Yi didn't go to enjoy the scenery. He walked quickly to the front newsstand, picked up a newspaper with his hand, and looked at the date in the top right corner - no change.

  He took a deep breath, and apart from the change in time difference from evening to afternoon, the date had not changed.

  Then, he let out a regretful sigh for the same reason.

  It seems that the second subway line can take him to another corner of the world. Chen Yi slowly put down the newspaper, thinking as he walked forward. He walked very slowly, like a real tourist.

  Perhaps due to the popularity of tourist attractions, the closer you get to the Eiffel Tower, the more people from different ethnicities and nationalities there are, but in terms of dress and appearance, they all tend towards the mainstream culture of the world, that is, the aesthetic view of white Europeans.

  A sightseeing tour bus gently stopped by the roadside, and the tour guide standing on top shouted in 70% mature English and 30% immature Chinese: "Tour all of Paris for only 35 euros, want to go?"

  Chen Yi smiled and shook his head.

  The other side did not force it either and continued towards the next target.

  Chen Yi walked forward for a kilometer, then saw a French policeman on duty and thought that in movies people were often asked to show their ID cards, so he turned back.

  Some were reluctant to go back like this, he hailed a taxi and took out the credit card on his body, asking in 40% mature English: "Can I use it to get to the nearest mall?"

  The driver became enthusiastic after seeing the VISA card and chattered away in a high-pitched tone, then drove forward for about an hour before arriving at what was obviously a tourist shop.

  Chen easily swiped his card and got off the bus, then held up his card and rushed into the crowd.

  It is a fact that wherever there is an exchange of matter, general equivalents must necessarily possess super strong purchasing power.

  Even if it's too small to replace toilet paper.

  Considering the convenience of carrying, Chen Yi chose two bottles of famous red wine and a whole wooden box of perfume, including the famous Chanel No. 5, Elegance and Poetry, as well as very cheap synthetic perfumes.

  "The largest purchase in the shortest time, made a middle-aged French man who spoke Cantonese very excited, saying: "Mr. Chen, great Mr. Chen, I'll leave my business card with you, my name is Raymond, Raymond. Once you need anything, any need, in France, you can find me, Raymond is a salesperson, sales, you understand? Oh, I can also help you with tax refund if you have a travel passport."

  "Of course, of course." Chen Yi pretended he didn't hear the rest of his words and shouted again: "Get me a car that can go to the Eiffel Tower, one that accepts card payment."

  He managed to get his point across with a combination of words and gestures. Luckily, Raymond's strong understanding ability allowed him to decipher the irregular sign language.

  When he returned to the phone booth nearly two hours later, Chen Yi opened the old red door with great concern and saw a telephone.

  Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

  People, suitcases, and even entire boxes of French specialties appeared in the subway. The shiny seats and quiet floor were right before my eyes, as if nothing had changed at all.

  The subway continues to operate.

  Chen Yi took a few awkward steps, occasionally pressing on the windows that shone with yellow light. However, now there was no world map jumping out, but instead, on the door that could previously take him directly to France, a small line of text appeared: "Insufficient satisfaction transaction."

  And at the other five gates, in addition to the same prompt, there was an additional sentence: Lack of complete gene.

  It seems these are all control conditions.

  ……