The son's increasingly unrestrained performance at the dining table finally made Lavin yell out his full name concisely, "Laddie. Lavin...", which was the performance of this New York police detective when he was really angry.

At the same time, Zhang Lisheng thought for a while and suddenly said, "Don't think about going to the 'different world' to do something 'new cowboy' Raddy, the danger there is something you can't imagine."

"Of course I know there is danger there, and it's been said every day on TV."

"It's not the danger mentioned on TV, but the desperate situation that seems like a 'cannibal' horror movie.

The other world that humans can reach is a large primitive island. There is a kind of skin that is very tough and wrinkled like an old man in his seventies, but his strength is very great. The dwarfs living in the jungle will catch the invaders, use a stone knife to peel off the skin bit by bit, and eat people..."

Listening to Zhang Lisheng's faint and vivid description, everyone on the dining table was stunned. Lady asked curiously: "You, how do you know Lisheng?"

"I heard some survivors who have been there. Two days ago, I had the same thoughts as you, and planned to go to another world to see the fun.

Later, a partner who lives in the Upper West Side of New York took me to meet a guy who lives in a mental health center and asked me to give up the idea." Zhang Lisheng said as he put the last piece of sandwich into his mouth.

"But, but hasn't the other world just opened, let alone if it's so dangerous..."

"Radi, that madman is not an ordinary citizen but a former professional soldier. The current environment in another world may have improved a lot, so the government will open it to the public, but this does not mean that it is safe there." Swallowed the sandwich and drank the juice in one go, Zhang Lisheng stood up. "I'll go to the factory in advance, see you all."

Seeing the young man's back disappearing at the door, his half-brother Harry suddenly said: "Why do I think Brother Li Sheng seems to be getting more and more stylish..."

"What?"

"You don't understand the tone, oh Jill, you're almost becoming the kind of 'old antique' that you only know how to learn.

The tone is that kind of very, very stylish feeling, just like the characters in TV and movies. Do you think I will become very stylish in the future?

'The current environment in another world may have improved a lot... but this does not mean that it is safe there... Goodbye everyone'." The boy looked at his sister and asked back, imitating Zhang Lisheng's actions and tone.

"Yes, but if you don't have a billion-dollar fortune that matches this 'tongue' and succeed in your career, you will be just as ridiculous as a narcissistic idiot, just like you are now..."

While the twin brothers in the Laven family were bickering, Zhang Lisheng was driving out of the parking lot in his "explorer". The streets were lined with strangers who had just woken up from their tired sleep.

Most of them are young people in their teens to twenties. When they wake up, they packed up their tents and lined up to wash up at the water inlet in the community park. Then they chatted with each other happily and rushed to the newly established office of the Federal Ministry of Internal Affairs in New York to register for the other world.

Looking at these dusty strangers walking hard on the streets of New York with big backpacks in the car window. Zhang Lisheng, who was blowing air conditioning in the car, couldn't help but murmur: "If you don't open the online registration, you will be so tired that you will come to New York in person. There are so many people in this world who are not smart..."

After driving thoughtfully for a few dozen minutes, the young man came to a expensive parking lot in Shangxi District to park his car. He bought a few cans of cold coke and walked to Etang Restaurant.

There was a long line in this most famous breakfast restaurant in New York. Zhang Lisheng crossed the crowd to the old doorman with a grey hair and a blue round hat and a serious expression. He asked with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. Arthur. Is Tina here?"

"Mr. Lesson, Miss Douglina hasn't arrived yet, but Miss Sturger is in the restaurant."

"Tuexi is here, oh, that's fine, thank you." Zhang Lisheng said, pushing the door and walking into the restaurant.

A cold air conditioning came towards him, and the young man asked comfortably to the waiter who was approaching, "Taifanie, where is Tracy?"

"Please come with me, Mr. Li Sheng." She smiled at the waitress who was already quite familiar with Zhang Li Sheng and showed her eight snow-white teeth, and took him to a dining table by the window.

The beautiful redhead girl was holding her chin with her hands, looking through the floor-to-ceiling window at the groups of strangers who were sleeping in the open all night in Central Park, New York, dazed.

Qing Young coughed and sat down opposite him, "Taifanie, please give me two tomato brisket pasta."

"Please wait." The waitress smiled and turned around and left.

"You are here for Li Sheng." Cuixi, who came to her senses, looked at Zhang Li Sheng and waved her hand, "Good morning, it's not morning now. Tina and Xielia have not come yet, and they don't answer the phone. I really don't know what the hell is doing."

"Tina has been with me last night and I got home very late. Maybe she was too tired and hadn't gotten up yet." The young man exonerated Tina.

"She went to find you last night!" Unexpectedly, when Cuixi heard this, she opened her mouth in amazement and said, "Oh, no wonder she clamored to leave before nine o'clock, and even lied to us that because school was about to start, she wanted to spend more time with her parents. This is really..."

"Oh, is that true? Maybe I remembered it wrongly, well, by the way, she should have been with me the day before yesterday.

"Come on, Li Sheng, I am a second-year student at Harvard University, not a kindergarten

"But I'm a graduate student at Stanford, so you're right to listen to me."

"Your personality is getting more and more cheerful, especially after returning from Africa," Tracy said with a giggle, "By the way, I have never heard you mention the stories that happened in Africa in those months.

I guess according to the degree of your ability to provoke 'right and bad luck, you won't happen to choose to live in South Africa in the right place, right?"

Zhang Lisheng laughed in silence and turned his eyes out the window, "You guessed it, Tracy, I did live in Johannesburg for several months."

"Oh God, then when those invaders of another world attacked Cape Town, were you indeed in South Africa?"

"I'm not only in South Africa, but also on the day when the people of another world launched the general attack, I arrived in Cape Town..." As the young man spoke, the waitress came over with two plates of red, green and seductive tomato brisket pasta, "Mr. Li Sheng, your pasta."

"Thank you, Tyfanie." Zhang Lisheng took a deep breath of the scent of scent, opened a can of cold coke, stopped talking, and feasted in satisfaction.

"How hungry are you? You started eating pasta in half as soon as you talk. Tell me quickly, have you seen those people in another world with your own eyes?

"No, but I've seen their chariots, armed locomotives and self-propelled missiles," Zhang Lisheng rolled up a stick of pasta on a dining fork and put it in his mouth. "The tomato and beef brisket pasta in Eating Tang is so untiring."

"I have seen chariots and airports of other people on TV and the Internet. They all have punk styles, which are said to be the product of the 'steam civilization', but what are the self-propelled missiles?

By the way, why did you get out of Cape Town so unlucky that day from Johannesburg, and how did you escape from danger?”

"That's a very long story. I'm afraid you can't finish it until you get on the plane in the afternoon..."

"What story is so long and it takes so long?" Zhang Lisheng was just talking when suddenly a crisp and familiar female voice came from behind.

"Oh, Tina, you're finally here. Tracy hopes I'll tell her the thrilling stories of her in South Africa, and you know all these things, just to stay on the plane and kill time."

"This idea is good, baby," Tina kissed the young man's mouth full of tomato sauce, and then extended her head to her close friend's cheek.

"Don't even think about Tina, your mouth is covered with tomato sauce." Tracy hurriedly opened her body and evaded the girl's mouth and shouted.

"You actually dislike me. You really make me sad. My dear." Tina sat next to Zhang Lisheng pretended to be sad.

"You two are really, really, really... it's really indescribable. They actually kissed while eating pasta..." Cuixi said with a pout.

At this time, another hoarse female voice came from the side and blocked the girl's words, "Oh Trixi, you don't know about the devout Catholic girl like you. When a man and a woman who are very close together sometimes put more disgusting 'things' in her mouth.

I saw it on Tuesday at a restaurant in Manhattan's Blue Collar District…”

"Shut up, Shelia." Tina and Tracy roared in a low voice at the same time.

The three girls finally gathered together and started to order things to chat. Zhang Lisheng seemed to have become a redundant person. He could only look at the endless stream of pedestrians outside the window and eat pasta without saying a word.

It was not until Tracy casually mentioned that the government had opened a direct route to the islands of another world, and allowed private funds to join the operation, and planned to completely privately within a year that he couldn't help but ask: "Totally privatized, but don't you need warship escort to that haunted island?"

"Oh, companies operating the route can order weapons and escort themselves. I heard that the government has planned to sign an order in the near future to allow American Capital-controlled companies to purchase some of General Dynamics and Boeing's warships and small armed helicopters, dedicated to the development of another world."

Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise: "Private companies are allowed to purchase warships and armed helicopters, or buy them from General Motors and Boeing. Too hell, aren't they also private companies and they also produce weapons?"

"Of course, is this strange? Li Sheng, the largest military factories in the United States are private enterprises, otherwise how could they compete with each other and continue to produce increasingly advanced and powerful weapons in order to compete for the Ministry of Defense's orders."
Chapter completed!