Surviving in anime world, playing with a girl and getting watched by the live chat.

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The United States is a major country for influenza, with major outbreaks every year. Although the flu season in June is over, even if there are no flu aerosols in the air, inhaling too much car exhaust is still not good.

Nadeshiko is already a bit simple-minded, what if she inhales too much car exhaust and becomes even simpler?

"No, I won't get sick. You and Rin got sick on the island, but I didn't."

Kagamihara Nadeshiko patted her chest proudly and said.

"It's because idiots don't get sick, right?"

Shima Rin said calmly.

"I'm not stupid, and the sentence is clearly 'Stupid people don't catch colds'."

Kagamihara Nadeshiko waved her little fists in protest.

There was a subway station right next to the bus terminal, and they entered the subway station while chatting and laughing.

Although Higashiyun and his companions were carrying handguns, there were no security checks on the subway, and Ohio allows open gun ownership, even firearms, on the subway. As long as they kept their holsters visible and didn't conceal their weapons without a concealed carry permit, they were fine.

However, all four of them were carrying concealed firearms, and of course they did not have concealed firearms permits.

Even in Ohio, not everyone carries a gun on the street. The four high school students with guns on their waistbands were too conspicuous; it would be better to hide them.

"What a terrible subway station."

Upon arriving at the subway station, Dongyun looked at the dirty, messy, and old environment with disgust.

"It stinks!"

Shima Rin frowned and covered his nose.

This is what subways in the United States are like.

I don't know about the Ohio subway, but the New York subway is worse.

[It's alright, there's no poop yet]

[Look at that puddle under the left wall before you say that.]

[Oh, sorry, I didn't see it. Oh, it was there.]

[There are so many old-fashioned cotton machines, and it seems like there are more Black people than White people.]

[The subway? That's normal. Most white people have cars, right?]

Not really, it's just that there are a lot of black people here.

Many viewers who had never been to the United States started discussing it, and their comments sparked dissatisfaction among some Black and White people in the live stream, but many others expressed their agreement and joined in the criticism.

Shinonome, Gabriel, Rin Shima, and Nadeshiko Kagamihara went to buy train tickets together.

Although they could have bypassed the ticket system and followed the example of a stereotypical Black man they had just seen using the turnstiles, they had the money and didn't need to. When in Rome, do as the Romans do, but not everything has to be followed.

Learning how to rob is fine, but trying to rummage through turnstiles is a no-go; one wrong move and you could end up with nothing.

"Ah~!"

A bloodcurdling scream rang out from the mouth of a young white man who had failed to navigate the turnstile.

He covered his groin with both hands, clamped his legs together, and lay on the ground writhing incessantly, his expression contorted in every possible way.

See? This has resulted in a complete disaster.

As Dongyun passed by, he shook his head with a sense of shared sorrow, knowing how painful it was to witness such a tragedy.

The chubby subway worker who had been there the whole time shook his head, a "See? I'll let you get through the turnstile" smile on his face.

Clearly, he was used to such scenes.

As for why he wasn't stopped, how much does he earn in a month? And this state encourages gun ownership, so there's really no need for him to take it so seriously.

He owes his current job to his meticulous former and former colleagues. He doesn't take things too seriously, and if someone tries to trespass through the turnstile, he'll turn a blind eye.

After saying goodbye to the man who had caused all the trouble, Dongyun and the three girls arrived at the platform.

Then they witnessed the vibrant atmosphere of the Vikland subway, a place that rivaled even New York. A giant pink unicorn, a green alien, a penguin pushing a bathtub, a flamboyantly dressed man licking his dog's lips...

"what……!"

Upon witnessing this chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly, both Shima Rin and Kagamihara Nadeshiko were shocked.

As Japanese girls, they have many unrealistic and beautiful fantasies about the United States, the number one rogue state on Earth.

Originally, their illusions were shattered when they saw negative videos about America on TikTok. When they saw the old subway station, apart from the pile of poop, they were actually okay. But now their illusions have been completely shattered.

Is this what America is like? This subway station is worse than Japan's!

"...This is...Vikland...News."

"...Vehicles collided...multiple collisions...injured..."

"The wounded...bite...the doctor...at the scene...the police opened fire..."

In the noisy environment, Gabriel heard what sounded like news.

Curious, she looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly man with gray hair holding a small radio to his ear.

Suddenly, someone's cell phone rang.

Gabriel looked at the three people beside her and saw that they were all looking at her. She then realized that her phone had rung.

"You, don't you know your phone's ringtone?"

Seeing Gabriel staring at them, Shinonome said with amusement.

"do not know."

Gabriel shook her head and took out her phone from her pants pocket.

Who is it?

You can call her.

Gabriel was puzzled. She took out her phone from her pocket and saw that the caller ID showed a nickname.

Oh, officer.

At that moment, the clanging sound of the subway entering the station could be heard.

Gabrielle answered the phone.

"Mosimoxi?"

The Japanese spoken was interpreted as English by others.

"Hey?"

"Wood?"

"can you hear me?"

Gabriel frowned, took the phone away from her ear, looked at it, and turned on speakerphone.

However, there was still no sound from the other side.

"Is that a police officer calling? The signal is terrible."

Dongyun moved closer to Gabriel, resting his chin on her shoulder, and saw that her phone only had one bar of signal.

"Why did he call?"

Gabriel frowned.

"It's probably a problem with the gun. Don't you remember? I asked him to help me buy a hunting rifle." Dongyun said as the subway stopped and the doors opened. "Alright, let's get on. We can call back and ask when we have a signal."

However, what Shinonome and Gabriel didn't know as they boarded the train was that their call back would never go through again.

Meanwhile, large-scale terrorist riots had broken out in parts of Raspberry Town and Vikland City, with not only ordinary citizens joining in, but also doctors who went to provide assistance and police officers who were supposed to suppress the riots.

Chapter 7 Plane Crash

Carrying large and small bags, Shinonome, Gabriel, Shima Rin, and Kagamihara Nadeshiko boarded the subway.

To their surprise, although the subway station was filthy, the subway car was relatively clean, but it was very noisy. There was a black man who looked and was as tall as Eric Tsang wearing headphones and seemed to be singing hysterically.

"That's perfectly normal."

Dongyun looked around at the passengers in the carriage and found that the strangest passenger was someone wearing a horse head mask and shaking his head.

That headgear looks so familiar.

"Yeah, that's normal. It's like things have gone crazy outside, but here..."

Gabriel fell silent when she saw the "centaur" who had left his seat, leaned back, and was making strange noises while supporting himself on his hands and feet.

"I take back what I just said."

Seeing the passengers acting crazy and silly, Dongyun couldn't help but laugh.

As the two chatted and laughed, the tram doors closed.