The next morning.
Su Ming, wearing a loose T-shirt, gray jeans, and white sneakers, walked out of the school gate.
He headed toward the street ahead and quickly arrived at the street's waiting area, where clean and tidy hover cars were parked.
Su Ming opened a hover car and sat down in the passenger seat.
"Where would you like to go, sir?"
A middle-aged male driver, who appeared quite talkative, asked him with a smile.
"To Zone S."
Su Ming simply told the driver.
Upon hearing Su Ming's words, the driver hesitated, then uncertainly replied,
"Zone S?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"I won't go; I don't go to that place."
"Why?"
Su Ming looked very surprised at the driver in front of him; he had never expected to be refused a ride.