The predecessors of each city district under the rule of the Holy Terra Federation were countries or even regions.
This is also the first thing that time travelers need to understand.
Generally speaking.
When a city covers an area of more than 10 million square kilometers, its transportation options should not be limited to bus and subway rentals.
The existence of aircraft, high-speed rail and the like is inevitable. In addition, there will be portals that are more in line with everyone's imagination of Master Fa, and phase transmitters that are in line with everyone's understanding of technology giants.
but!
Their usage fees are not cheap.
In comparison, it would be much cheaper for native creatures and spirits in the digital field to use data networks to conduct rapid and professional high-speed channels.
The premise is that your data volume is not huge.
The huge amount of data will put a burden on the electronic channels, and the engineers and Digimon responsible for maintenance will inevitably curse.
Therefore, there are strict regulations - the charging standards for the complete body, the charging standards for the ultimate body, and some charging standards that try to degenerate from the ultimate body to 'evade', but are actually deceiving others.
Of course, these are all due to the need to maintain the stability of the surface channels of data. In fact, you can also dive deeply into the digital world, where your data is not limited, and you can fly as high as you want.
It's just not convenient to find stable interfaces (exits) to the data surface - those are usually fast channels that large organizations and departments in reality spend a lot of effort to build to facilitate contract cooperation with Digimon and protect the security of their files and data.
Most of them belong to certain companies and consortiums, after all, the base is large.
The remaining part is the official dedicated entrance and exit of each federal city.
The last small part was built for various reasons. Some were built as public exits, but most of them were the same as the above categories and were not open to outsiders.
This is not difficult to understand.
After all, it is quite difficult to establish a stable interface to the data surface in the free and ever-changing digital world.
That place cannot be said to be in chaos, at least it is a large competitive stage where war can start at any time.
To build a data interface, you have to hire guardians and maintainers.
Finally, you have to choose a safe enough place, and you can't be so unlucky that you get dragged into a war between the Digimon Legion as soon as you turn around.
——Based on the above, you can understand how valuable a stable surface interface is in the digital world.
Those who can use it as a public passage are generous and are not afraid of passers-by who want to retaliate against society or do bad things unintentionally.
As long as such a passage is not destroyed, it will be famous far and wide. In terms of passenger flow, it is actually not far different from the surface passage.
Therefore, most of the queues for this channel are local Digimon.
Basically it is the interval from mature stage to complete body.
Not strong enough, but not weak enough.
It is impossible to go to the second-level network from the vulnerability at the third-level bottom layer, so we have to go through the official channel.
"If they line up like this, they can line up for several hours. Brother Omo, look here!"
Aiba Ami put her arms on the shoulders of the five- to six-meter-tall Greymon, hanging on it in a posture that looked very unsafe.
It was more or less a variation of the pull-up posture, and it also made Omo express a subtle expression, wondering if he should admire the opponent's arm strength.
He felt that this was not the first time he had seen such a difficult action, and he very much doubted whether those who got along with Digimon had a magnet-like adsorption force, able to stick themselves to large Digimon.
But this doesn't seem to explain why some people can stand on it healthy even if their Digimon partner is on fire.
It is said that things in the real world will be digitized in this world, but you are obviously invincible, right?
It's not affected by combustion, gravity, impact, etc., right?
opened.
Someone opened it, I won’t say who it was.
Homae approached with the cart angrily, climbed into the car, and drove at a shameful slow speed.
Here, Aiba Ami had to find the dedicated interface for Mukai Office on the spot. If it was too fast, it would be a hindrance, so it was not a direct takeoff of MechanicalGreymon or even CombatGreymon.
Omo, on the other hand, was thinking back on how he got to this point, sighing at the violation of public security in a foreign land.
Even when he was driving home, he would encounter Sabi Bosozoku and delay his time, forcing him to reconsider the conditions at hand.
For example, a digital detective who has spent almost as much time in the digital world as in the human world.
Of course, after all, Aiba Ami is a 'stranger' whom she has only met once and then not interacted with for several years.
Even though he had heard news and intelligence about her and knew that she had the ability to solve his problems, Omo still did not think of her immediately at that time.
Just when he was about to contact Sunday Serenity, Aiba Ami's 'just in time' contact reminded him that he still had this option.
But isn't that just too good to be true?
At that time, he had just left the door of the police station.
before that.
Front foot Sunday Serenity gave him a warning.
Then he was blocked by a group of bosozoku on the highway leaving a foreign land.
Although the bodies and motorcycles of those guys are not as strong as here, the modifications made for speed are quite contemptuous of life.
It actually prevented him from going home.
Because without the cover of the alienated field generator, the foreign police dispatched really quickly.
Or maybe he was too lazy and didn't intend to directly engage in 'violent motorcycle riding'. He just speeded up like a drag racing race until the opponent shot directly——
——At that moment, the motorcycle engine roared, and the sudden posture of "baring teeth and claws" was due to the change of the rider.
The demon who blocked the bullet with his thick silver wings 'clothes' announced that the game was over and it was time to use violence.
It was these brats who saw the second stage of Beta Motorcycle first, which made him helpless.
But think about it, this model was created to solve troubles. Now, even if the trouble is small, there is nothing to dislike.
So when several police cars came, they saw the cold attitude of the demon rider drifting and hitting another rider.
The heavy motorcycle that also looked like a demon was wrapped in monstrous demonic flames. The silver flames and the black flame heart surrounded it, and it was truly evil.
It also caused him to continue to be on guard even after he finished taking notes. Everyone was three meters away and ready to attack.
That's a bit much.
Isn't it just that the attack is a little cruel, the appearance is a little fierce, the motorcycle is a little cooler, the flames are more divine... Those little bastards are just crying because of pain. How can you suspect that I am torturing their spirit? You are prejudiced against the devil!
Upon closer inspection, no one was seriously injured, let alone dead.
He clearly still has some reservations.
These young men are just a bunch of petty villains and there is no wanted bounty. They will not be held accountable for injuries or broken bones, but there is no reward either.
If he hadn't been hit, he wouldn't have wanted to pay attention.
It was simply an unreasonable disaster, just like being unlucky enough to run into the unique low-level culture of a foreign land.
So I am the victim, right?
Omo, who was further dissatisfied with the police station, was released and looked at the time again. He was almost disappointed with the police station in a foreign land.
This time is dragging on... even if I go home to cook a meal, I might consider inviting Miss Shocking's trainer to have a dinner party.
But he decided to struggle anyway.
Then I caught a glimpse of Aiba Ami’s unread message.
The content was that he told the director about the matter, and the director also wanted to see him - if he normally saw this, he would turn it off immediately.
But at that time, he quickly thought of the unique expertise of Muhai Detective Agency.
So he ignored the invitation and raised another topic: Can I do you a favor?
He always looked at Sunday Serenity and left it there to be a Cyber Sadako, and thought that he could try it himself, under the guidance of an expert.
Even one step further - reaching the level 3 network that Tranquility probably won't be willing to come to this Sunday if nothing happens:
"Digital World"
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And unbeknownst to him, a few minutes later he was brought into the digital world by Ami Aiba who came along the network cable.
Several standard black limousines stopped at the intersection in front of the police station.
The men in uniforms with pony ears and pony tails stepped out of the car. From being serious at the beginning to looking at each other to communicate doubts, it didn't take a few minutes.
Unable to find the guests, the pick-ups and drop-offs were naturally confused.
