A city.
There are always many unsatisfactory aspects.
Like planning.
After erasing on a painting and drawing anew, there are always spots hard to remove, but Xin’an City, this excessively young international tourist city, is constructed delightfully.
Brand new.
Modern.
Fashionable.
Clean.
Safe.
...
Except for the common big city issue—congestion, there’s no other flaw. Mi Hao speculates that if immigration opens, this place would likely beco a hot spot, but unfortunately, they’re not selling.
Like Huaxia.
No investnt immigration.
Want to co?
You can.
Contribution, only major contributions, might earn you citizenship, and Mi Hao agrees with this, otherwise, if learning from the United States, many might sneak in and have children to get citizenship.
Very troubleso.
It won’t be long.
Arican ethnicity.
German ethnicity.
Australian ethnicity.
African ethnicity.
...
Will appear one after another.
Thinking about this, Mi Hao couldn’t help but shiver; that picture is a bit lovely and hard to imagine.
Simply.
The door closes.
Only selling residency rights, not citizenship. In Langyu County, there are many wealthy Indians buying houses, treating it as the most cost-effective vacation spot, because crossing the border is the New World.
...
"Hello, due to heavy visitor traffic, we suggest using the 10th entrance to enter the museum. You can click the path navigation on this page for the exact location, thank you for cooperation, and enjoy your visit."
Nearing the museum.
Mi Hao received a text ssage.
"Ha!"
He smiled lightly.
Fifty thousand.
No wonder it’s not more! One entrance isn’t enough because of the security check; although dangerous items aren’t easily found in Myanmar, taking knives, guns, or spicy hot pot inside isn’t possible.
"Navigation!"
Mi Hao clicked once.
Instantly.
The scene switched to a map, unlike usual map transitions, this is a ’small map’ mode, only covering a hundred ters around the museum, which Mi Hao heard occupies fewer resources.
Green is oneself.
Red is the end point.
Blue is the route.
Very clear.
"Go."
Holding his daughter, Mi Hao walked towards the tenth gate.
At the entrance.
A long queue was already lined up, but it moved quickly; the tenth gate doesn’t have just one security checkpoint, but as many as fifteen, occupying a building the size of a block, how could it lack entrances?
Reaching the end of the line.
Soon.
It was Mi Hao’s turn.
"Please present your ticket!"
"Oh."
He opened his mobile phone and showed three tickets.
"Please."
"Thank you."
Entering.
There are security checkpoints.
In addition to bags needing examination, there’s a tal detector gate, seeing at least thirty security personnel, Mi Hao couldn’t help but smile, only the New District might create tens of thousands of steady jobs.
Police.
Health.
Security.
Services.
...
All need people.
No surprises.
Passed security check.
Moved forward.
Following signs, he entered a corridor, about ten ters, very short, but before he finished walking, he heard waves of exclamations from ahead, Mi Hao was puzzled; what did you see that made you so excited?
Imdiately.
He quickened his pace.
"Ah!"
Mi Hao’s daughter scread.
"..."
At this mont.
Looking at the scene before him, Mi Hao was also dumbfounded; before coming, to keep a bit of mystery, he didn’t look at any guides or forums related to it; this first scene shocked him.
Dinosaur.
Big dinosaur.
Nearly fifteen stories high, since the museum has a high single layer, it didn’t reach the ceiling; such a large Jilong model, this was the first ti Mi Hao saw it, common models are more close in size.
While this.
Completely surpasses ’theoretical’ limits.
So real!
So fake!
Two feelings appeared in his mind: real because the model’s details were extrely exquisite; up close, it didn’t have that ’fake skin’ feeling of general models. Fake because it deviates from theory.
"God!"
"So big!"
"My neck hurts from watching."
"Not normal, Jilong, the largest dinosaur, has a long body, but not over a hundred ters, the model’s height and length are different from archaeology." A nerd adjusted his glasses.
However.
Most people didn’t care.
Big.
Tall.
Strong.
Shock is enough; who cares about others.
"Woo!!!"
A long dragon roar echoed in the exhibition hall.
"It can even roar!"
"..."
Not only can it roar.
It can also move.
Its long neck.
Swaying left and right, the gigantic body gives a huge visual impact. On the other side, there was a stepped viewing platform; as the dragon head turned, ng ng’s eyes instantly conquered many people.
"So cute."
"Quick, take a picture for ."
"This trip was worth it."
"..."
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
The cara sounds in the exhibition hall never stopped, and Mi Hao was no exception, taking a few pictures; this place wasn’t good, neck hurting from looking up, then he went to the elevator to sit on the stepped viewing platform.
Each floor receded by three ters.
Five floors in total.
Each floor corresponded to the best viewing height for different sized dinosaurs, Mi Hao couldn’t help but admire that if you want to view all from the best angles to ’clock in’, it’ll take an hour.
"Daddy! Dragon!"
His daughter exclaid joyfully.
Just then.
Several Jilong projections suddenly jumped out from the right, running through the crowd, causing visitors to scream repeatedly, even Mi Hao was moved; Xin’an City’s projection technology had one more addition.
However.
It might not be as popular as other scenes.
Fourth floor.
Beside the railing.
Looking down.
People kept coming in from the entrance.
Mi Hao noticed.
The bottom layer doesn’t have projections, only the viewing platform does, Mi Hao understood this was to disperse visitor traffic; the platform’s use is also here, otherwise, everyone at the bottom would be crowded.
Then.
Walking and taking pictures.
Various dinosaur models were larger than the commodity, even making Mi Hao laugh and cry, even the Eastern Divine Dragon and Western Giant Dragon were here; this counterfeit was truly a bit fake.
However.
This didn’t seem to affect people’s enthusiasm.
After all.
Even if it’s fake.
It’s better than no other places; on the way, Mi Hao also found many people doing live broadcasts; it’s not surprising, everything in Xin’an City is unique and has beco a kind of quality content.
At this mont.
Online.
Those photos and videos have already sparked a storm.
"Wow! So big."
"Spent a fortune!"
"As expected, didn’t disappoint ; previously, seeing such a big museum, I thought it was empty, cultural relics several ters apart; now it seems, they are quite ’practical’."
"Building holds big things."
"Great!"
"..."
Netizens don’t care about true or false, they only care about the unique visual experience.
Soon.
Everyone’s attention was attracted by another place.
"Pure gold broadsword!"
"Any history?"
"No."
"What?"
"It’s said above, just a broadsword, pure gold casting, weighing 2.2 tons." Looking at the image of that ten-ter-long golden broadsword, many people were dazed.
2.2 tons.
Oh my.
The person who proposed casting this must be quite peculiar.
However.
It’s so incredibly satisfying to look at, pure gold, 2.2 tons.
Wow.
Simply ostentatious, even if this sword has no history, it makes people want to see it, a gold broadsword weighing 2.2 tons, not to ntion seeing it, before, people dared not even imagine it.
The most maddening thing was.
The entire exhibition hall.
Swords.
Spears.
Blades.
Halberds.
Armor.
All were cast in pure gold, and the proportions were exaggerated; visitors were simply going crazy, just this hall, without false words, used over a hundred tons of gold, it’s a hundred tons.
"I... really want to rob it!"
At this mont.
This thought surfaced in countless minds.
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