Du Yu had originally planned to follow the rules and honestly line up to enter.
But heaven wouldn't go along with his wishes. Since the route through the cultural center was blocked, he went instead to the neighboring office building that wasn't open to the public.
Du Yu had walked this path once before—on the very day Thunder Bamboo returned home—personally led by the general supervisor of Bamboo Grove.
Once again, under the gazes of countless tourists, Du Yu spoke briefly with the guards at the gate and was then allowed into the building's interior, taking a direct route to the underground research institute.
"No wonder so many people like having privileges." Du Yu muttered inwardly, passing through unhindered the whole way.
Coming to Bamboo Grove this time, things were no longer what they used to be.
Du Yu could feel that whether it was the staff in the institute or the soldiers stationed here, they all treated him with particular respect.
