Ghetto.
This is the collective name for the areas of the fourth level and beyond. Compared to the areas of the second level with good security and busy traffic, this area is full of chaos and poverty.
All kinds of illegal drugs circulate on the streets, and everywhere you look you see emaciated corpses that have died of heart failure from excessive drug use.
The curses coming out of people's mouths can be heard everywhere. The neon light makes the city seem like a hell on earth.
This is a place that the inhabitants of the second level avoid even when they drive past it.
"It's really messy here."
Jonas pushed aside the cans on the side of the road, frowned and said.
He was wearing a black shirt, very different from his previous appearance. It seemed as if he had changed his outfit specifically to fit in here.
Eiffel followed him. To avoid trouble, they did not ride in the black bulletproof car with the Weiting Consortium logo, but changed into inconspicuous clothes.
"So, Mr. Jonas, are you really sure that the person you are looking for will be here?"
Eiffel still had the same calm demeanor as before. She paused and said, as if to make sure:
"According to the Weiting Consortium's personnel system review, the probability of network security and information technology talents showing up here is less than one-thousandth."
"If the Weiting Consortium's personnel system works, I will not have any available people here."
Jonas grinned, then, as if realizing something, he paused and added:
"Of course, with the exception of Miss Eiffel."
"I am glad you can say that..."
After hearing Jonas' words, Eiffel's expression did not change and he said softly:
"But I still have reservations about your judgment."
The girl hadn't believed that Jonas could find talent in the slums.
Not that she had much faith in the Weiting Consortium's personnel system, but she just couldn't imagine how Master Jonas could get information on available talent if he was under constant surveillance.
"Right."
Ignoring the girl's posture, Jonas grabbed the wall next to him with his hand, pushed off hard and climbed over the wall.
When Eiffel saw this, she was a little confused, but she followed Jonas anyway, braced herself and skillfully jumped behind the wall.
As soon as she landed, she heard Jonas' voice next to her.
"People's judgments are often linked to known information."
Eiffel was stunned for a moment and then heard loud, confusing music coming from the room in front of her.
She turned her head, and what unfolded before her eyes was a completely different scene than the one in front of the wall.
--Lit streets, pretty young girls, all sorts of neon signs, and all sorts of people walking through the streets.
"Mr. Jonas ... where are we?"
Without answering his counterpart's question, Jonas looked at the street in front of him.
"Let us go, Eiffel."
"...."
When Eiffel heard that, he had a bad premonition.
--I always have the feeling that something bad is going to happen next.
As if to confirm their thoughts, Jonas' slightly smiling voice rang out.
"Next, I am going to take you into the adult world"
...
Flower Street.
The only wealthy neighborhood in the slums.
This place is full of desires and ugliness, and these adjectives are perfect to describe this place. The place is full of desires and ugliness, and the adjectives are perfect to describe this place. And the only function of this place ... is to help these people who have lost hope to give vent to their longings.
Eiffel frowned and looked at the strippers posing in the spotlight. Everything here made her a little uncomfortable.
As Jonas said, this is "the adult world"
But for Eiffel, an inexperienced girl, the things going on around her were too advanced.
"It seems that Miss Eiffel is not very adaptable to the environment here."
Jonas' voice rang in her ears, and the man's words unconsciously deafened her. Under the influence of this atmosphere, the girl could even feel the interlocutor's hot breath on her neck, which made her uncomfortable. She could not help but take two steps forward and pretend to be calm, saying:
"So these are the only things Mr. Jonas wants to show me?"
The words, which were meant to sound very sarcastic, proved too harsh for the girl's blush. In the glow of the surrounding camouflage lamps, the blush on the girl's cheeks became even more beautiful.
You can see that Miss Eiffel, who was always quiet, is not really used to this kind of place.
In a way, the girl is innocent and cute.
"Of course not, you will find out next."
Seeing the girl's harsh words, Jonas was amused, but he did not tease her further.
In the dim, flickering light, their faces looked blurry.
"Have a shot of tequila."
Jonas sat down at the bar and greeted the waiter. Although Eiffel was not used to this, he followed Jonas and sat down.
"So what are you up to now?"
After calming down a little, Eiffel took a deep breath and asked.
In the light, the eyes of the man in front of him were a little cloudy and indistinct.
He smiled and said:
"Lean back and wait."
...