After abandoning this familiar human market, Gao Gong stood up and walked into Hanging Street.
This street is a bit like a night market, with many vendors selling mental drugs, synthetic food, pornographic CDs, and gang members with holographic tattoos, virtual blue dragons, and virtual white tigers swirling around them. Though somewhat juvenile, they possess a strange sense of coolness.
After passing by a couple of virtual ads of scantily clad women, Gao Gong couldn't help but rub his ears.
It's too noisy; every stall's loudspeaker seemed intent on blasting at the highest electronic volume.
"Hey brother, want to play? I'll give you some coins for free."
Dodging a gangster's attempt to put an arm around him, Gao Gong glanced at the arcade not far away, clearly seeing through the 'Data Brain' that a large amount of sensory data was congregating there.
"A base station for the Cyber Network."
