Qian Lai finally understood why Pei Wenwei looked at him strangely. When they were discussing the train numbers, he had mentioned in person that he had to look at the colorful flags to find the train.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he said, "I've seen a colorful flag with Sunset Red Travel Agency written on it."
Now that I think about it, isn't that the small flag that tour guides often use when leading a group?
Only the tour guide would direct passengers to which bus to take, so she was the one who planted the flag and she was on the train.
Tian Shu has fair skin, a standard oval face, and a pair of big eyes like black pearls.
These beautiful features come together, yet they don't reveal the slightest bit of beauty. Her appearance may seem ordinary at first, but now that everyone is staring at her, it suddenly seems creepy.
If anyone previously considered whether the tour guide was an NPC or a player who received additional tasks, now they are definitely inclined to the former.
Wen Shi said in a low and firm voice: "It's an NPC."
After the broadcast announced that there were a lot of passengers, Tian Shu asked if they were tourists who had arrived before them. If they were players, the first thing she would have considered was monsters or the previous group of players who had been wiped out, and she would not have used the term "tourists".
Faced with everyone's vigilance, the anxious expression on Tian Shu's face quickly faded. She took off the wig with one hand, revealing her original neat and sleek silver hair.
"I'm sorry," she apologized sincerely. "It's obvious these waves of tourists don't have much money. I wanted to finish work early, so I led everyone to play a little game to liven up the atmosphere before the trip."
"..." The expressions of the players around Tian Shu were so interesting. Is the way to finish the job to kill the tourists?
Wen Shi had long known that NPCs' way of thinking was different from that of humans, and there was only one thought in his mind: they were really good at judging people.
He really only had a small amount of change in his wallet, and it was probably the same for the other players.
"Since you've found me," Tian Shu said, as if nothing had happened, her timidity gone, and her personality very cheerful. "I will definitely make good arrangements for the rest of the trip. By the way, don't call me by my name, just call me Miss Tour Guide."
Wen Shi suddenly asked, "Is your shadow on the opposite train?"
The tour guide smiled and touched her chest: "Only those who have lost their original intentions will have shadows. My original intention has always been there."
She then really began to fulfill her job and took the initiative to explain to everyone the question of original intention: "In life, we go through various choices. What made you become the person you are today?"
The tour guide looked at the man with the buzz cut and said, "It's like you stepping on other people's bodies to get on the platform."
The man with the crew cut looked quite uncomfortable.
"But the situation was critical at the time, so I don't think there's any problem." She glanced up and down at the crew cut. "At your age, you should have faced major life decisions."
The man with the buzz cut is the oldest among them all, at twenty-eight years old, only one year younger.
He said angrily, "I grew up with my grandmother. Later, she developed Alzheimer's disease, so I took her in to take care of her. Last winter, she got lost, and I debated whether to go look for her."
It's painful enough to fight for a living in the game. I'm fed up with people getting up in the middle of the night and neurotically pouring water on the ground saying they're cleaning up. I'm fed up with having to deal with problems endlessly.
"Then what?" Qian Lai couldn't help but ask.
The guy with the buzz cut rubbed his hair angrily: "Finally I went to look for it."
He can kill anyone to survive, but he can't be cruel to his relatives.
The tour guide smiled and said, "Look, you've gone against your original impulse. Your original intention was to let your grandmother freeze to death in the cold night."
The original intention she mentioned actually refers to the moment when humans come up with the most extraordinary ideas.
"How can we break free from double standards, eliminate hypocrisy, and achieve equality for all living things in nature? Of course, it's the law of the jungle: survival of the fittest! Sunset Red Tours is dedicated to helping you rediscover your lost wildness."
Qian Laiye said coldly: "If a person has lost his sense of propriety, what is the difference between him and an animal?"
The tour guide just smiled at him.
Wen Shi reminded quietly: "The tour guide is indeed not a human being, and this travel agency is obviously not run by a human being."
Qian Laiye: "..."
Blame him for being presumptuous.
After explaining the significance of the trip, the tour guide grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds from her pocket and began to crack them while sitting aside. She looked at the players not far away who were still hurriedly searching their bags, with a look of spectatorship.
"Let's go." Wen Shi turned around.
Li Nan and Xiao Hua left half a minute ago. The tour guide is not a shadow, and the most important thing now is still the side quest.
The newcomer suddenly caught up. The players who were searching the carriage together had experienced the previous candy incident and were still very weak. Their minds were completely not on the mission.
"Hello, my name is Song Yan," the newcomer followed behind and introduced himself, "You are very good, I would like to learn from you for a while."
Wen Shi: "Okay."
He agreed so readily that no one expected it.
Wen Shi: "My goal is to do one good deed every day."
Back in carriage 08, Wen Shi lay down on the lower bunk and started to relax.
Song Yan was stunned for a moment.
"I need to balance work and rest," he said, playing with his phone. "I've already exposed the tour guide, so let someone else find the clues."
Qian Lai didn't criticize him for being lazy about this bone eye, and was about to go through some bags on his own. Just then, his phone rang. He stopped and saw another player send him a clue: [The shadow is male].
At about the same time, Song Yan asked tentatively, "Can you teach me something?"
Wen Shi half-closed his eyes, seemingly resting, but actually trying to alleviate the aftereffects of using the knife. "Let's talk about the mission of searching for Shadow."
This time Qian Lai also turned around and wanted to hear his opinion.
Wen Shi: "Which train is safer?"
Song Yan didn't think twice: "The one Shadow was riding in."
The tour guide said in person that there was no shadow of her on the k9999 train, which meant that the shadows faced one less big pitfall than the players.
Wen Shi nodded: "If you were a game, how would you balance this?"
Song Yan lowered his head in thought.
Wen Shi reminded: "Designing a few more death rules for no reason is not fair to the game."
The tour guide did not lose his original intention, so there is no shadow. This is logical. However, adding death rules to the shadows for no reason is a bit of a joke.
Song Yan subconsciously thought of the simplest and most brutal method: "Throw a super powerful player into the shadows."
He then suddenly realized, "Like you said before, any player who can sneak into our group must be as brave and resourceful as you... There's a powerful shadow on this train, and his original form must be incredibly powerful too. There's no reason he can't even get on the train, let alone be killed right out of the gate."
Qian Lai's eyelids twitched as he thought this was just flattery.
Wen Shi said softly, "In the next chapter, I'm afraid someone received a different mission and asked him to go to the K9999 train to hunt the shadow."
Otherwise, even I would not rashly board a train full of shadows.
"Games don't just send people to their deaths," Wen Shi rolled over and continued staring at his phone. "So that person must be extremely, extremely powerful. It's even possible that their skills aren't completely blocked."
Although he didn't know what the skills were, Song Yan had a glimpse of the truth: "Then we just need to choose from the most powerful players on this train."
He was very excited when he figured out a side quest for the first time. He looked at Wen Shi and Qian Lai and said, "So this is the strength of an experienced player!"
Qian Laiye: "..."
Please don't elevate our standards without permission.
He gathered his thoughts and said, "The most powerful ones are definitely the presidents of the two major guilds, followed by their respective trusted followers, Fu Zhixu of the First Commandment and Xiaohua of the Second Commandment."
"Let's wait for it to self-destruct." Wen Shi's eyes never left his phone. "With these people's abilities, it's impossible for them to not find any clues. We just need to see who didn't send the last one, or who deliberately sent a misleading false clue."
Qian Laiye suddenly asked, "Who do you suspect?"
"And you?"
Qian Lai was silent for a moment, then said, "Yu Xingzhou."
He felt something was wrong from the moment they formed the groups. Yu Xingzhou's grouping method seemed perfect, but it gave him the opportunity to move freely. Even if he destroyed or forged clues, no one would notice.
Wen Shi: "I think it's him too. Yu Xingzhou always wears a mask and even ignores micro-expression control, making him the most suitable undercover agent."
"…" It's outrageous but somehow makes sense.
With only five minutes left, there were a few more messages in the group.
Song Yan read them one by one and read them out: "They are not the three people who got on the bus last. Their skin is not dark, the contrast is cute..."
His eyebrows jumped: "What the hell is contrast cuteness?"
On second thought, this clue seemed to hint at a shadow, seemingly weak but actually two-faced. Regardless of whether it was a metaphor or not, it didn't fit the person they'd deduced.
"Just go and see what the hell it is."
Wen Shi stretched his body, got back to the ground, and quickly sent a message to Li Nan, asking him to play as a forward.
Yu Xingzhou's shadow is definitely not weak, and Wen Shi is also ready to use the kitchen knife again.
After sending the message, there was no reply for a long time. Wen Shi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that a fight has already started?"
Li Nan's reasoning ability is not weak, and he might have discovered the clues before himself.
The further we walked, the louder the noise became. Someone in the group chat posted: [Li Nan attacked Yu Xingzhou!]
Qian Laiye's face showed a bit of relief: "Fortunately, it wasn't Li Nan's shadow that came."
Of the two guilds, the First Guild is slightly stronger in terms of overall strength, but the Second Guild is richer, and their industries are spread throughout the virtual world.
Wen Shi disagreed with this assessment: "There must be something about Yu Xingzhou that is more suitable for dealing with Shadow. Yugi threw him to k9999 after comprehensive consideration."
When they were almost there, Wen Shi turned on the camera function of his mobile phone and handed it to Song Yan.
Song Yan didn't understand.
Wen Shi: "You can record it later."
When searching the train compartments, Yu Xingzhou deliberately chose a spot near the front of the train, intending to occupy the driver's cab in case of danger. However, there was a no-entry notice outside, so for safety's sake, he ultimately didn't dare trespass.
It took Wen Shi and his men several minutes just to get to the front of the car. The small space was not suitable for a group fight, so most people stayed at the back, and the main attackers were Li Nan and Xiao Hua.
"Excuse me." Wen Shi squeezed to the front and watched the battle.
To prevent prying eyes, the curtains of the first two carriages were drawn, and now the front carriage was completely dark. One could only vaguely see the fighting movements, the flying kicks and elbows, which left afterimages.
It is very exciting to watch masters fight. Many elite players can compete for world championships in fighting.
Wen Shi clicked his tongue: "If I had known earlier, I would have signed up for a class."
The man was forced into a corner, and even though visibility was low, Yu Xingzhou's mask still had a faint luster.
"Xiaohua," he growled, "You actually trust Li Nan and not me, and you're even helping other guilds deal with me."
Xiaohua sighed, "When Pei Wenwei got into the car like crazy, you didn't even bother to stand up and stop him."
Pei Wenwei was not in his right mind at the time. If he was really the president, he would not remain indifferent. Moreover, the fight lasted for so long and was not classified as a fratricide, which was enough to explain the problem.
Three people fought, two against one, and 'Yu Xingzhou' had no advantage at all.
Wen Shi said at the right time: "Don't beat him to death. If President Yu is really found over there, we can still use this to exchange for hostages. Letting the tiger go back to the mountains is not as important as President Yu's safety."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at Song Yan, who nodded blankly, indicating that he had recorded it.
Wen Shi took the phone back and said as he checked the video: "When you do good things, you must leave your name behind."
Song Yan took a deep breath and said, "If they were really discovered, they would probably be killed before the hostage exchange."
Wen Shi shook his head. "If it were me, I would choose to severely injure Yu Xingzhou as a replacement, exchanging one Yu Xingzhou for two players. Xiaohua would definitely agree to this deal to save their president, and might even capture him herself. Regardless of whether it succeeds in the end, our team will be demoralized."
Song Yan's heart skipped a beat. If the real owner was like this, it was hard to imagine how crazy his shadow would be.
"Give up resistance. Surrender and you won't be killed." Wen Shi almost shouted over the radio, "Mr. Shadow, if you continue to be stubborn, I'll use a kitchen knife. I can still maintain my sanity for a short while."
If you continue to fight, you will only get hacked in vain.
Shadow was well aware of this, of course. A desperate resistance was only meant to drag everyone down with him. After hearing that the other party had no intention of killing, he quickly began to weigh the pros and cons.
Wen Shi: "Given the current situation, even if we try our best, we may not be able to kill one. We might as well try our best to survive."
Unfortunately, Shadow didn't trust this kind of person. He only struggled for a second before continuing. The final kill was more attractive to him.
It is impossible for Wen Shi to finish his words alone, as that would lack persuasiveness. He needs someone to cooperate with him.
Soon, a soft voice rang out from the crowd, revealing a certain relief: "Yu Xingzhou's shadow lacks his rationality. It seems that the shadow is not as powerful as we thought."
This statement may seem deliberate, but it is true.
For example, Wen Shi's current physical state is that of a teenager. Even if the shadow of this period inherits all of his later memories and abilities, it is impossible to completely abandon the rebelliousness of his youth.
After all, shadows are a string of data generated by the game based on player information. In terms of thinking mode, they are similar but it is impossible to be completely the same.
Sparks uncontrollably flashed in Yu Xingzhou's shadow's eyes.
It was like the original body had been poked precisely in a weak spot. He couldn't help but imagine what the original body would do in such a situation. Then, reluctantly admitting it, he would not only surrender, but might even offer a hostage exchange to save his life.
The mask concealed his expression, but it couldn't hide his noticeably heavier breathing and the bulging veins on the back of his hands.
Li Nan and Xiao Hua did not press on with their victory, but waited silently for the other party to go through a psychological struggle.
After taking three steps back, Shadow finally chose to stop.
Wen Shi turned his head and said: "This is called conquering the enemy without fighting."
Witnessing the entire process, Song Yan's eyes lit up. "Everyone says you're the best among the newcomers, but if you're not among the top players on the train, then the top five players must be god-level players."
He still remembered the ranking of powerful players that Qian Laiye had mentioned earlier.
Upon hearing this, another new player also looked at Li Nan, Xiao Hua and the others with admiration.
The gods: "…"
Please don't look for references randomly.
Xiaohua twisted the bed sheets into a rope and stepped forward to tie up Yu Xingzhou tightly. Her eyes lit up. Everyone has a desire to conquer, and tying up the most powerful president, even if it was just his shadow, gave her an inexplicable excitement.
Wen Shi coughed lightly and reminded: "Your eyes..."
Xiaohua quickly restrained herself.
Looking at the surrendered shadow, Wen Shi suddenly asked, "You are now a living being, a separate individual. Why do you want to imitate others?"
The shadow's eyes clearly reflected the scene of the boy bending over and approaching him. He uttered four fatal words: "You are you."
At this moment, Wen Shi was like the poisonous snake that tempted Eve to eat the apple, but there was something irresistible in that fruit.
Shadow knew very well that he wanted his thoughts to be independent and different from the original body, and that independent thoughts would definitely not be as comprehensive as the original body, but Shadow could not resist the temptation of independent thoughts.
irritable.
When his identity was discovered, he did not show any anger, and now he has returned the favor double.
After planting a seed, Wen Shi stood up with satisfaction. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a scream.
"There!" the newcomer covered his mouth and screamed.
In the direction of his finger, a strange-looking creature slowly emerged from the folded bedding on the upper bunk. It looked like a soft, naked worm, but its size was dozens of times larger than that of an ordinary worm. It had been expanding since the moment it emerged.
On the upper bunk opposite, the pillow moved a few times, and something about the thickness of a child's arm crawled out. The fat worm had eight legs in total, each of which was short and thick. After coming out, it grew wildly like a worm, and soon it was nearly one meter tall.
Facing the madly swarming insects, the newcomer's pupils were trembling: "No, you won't stop it?"
Just as he asked the question, the fat bug crawled over.
The newcomer kept backing away, and a figure blocked the way ahead.
Wen Shi, a thin young man, stood so firmly in front of the train in the dark. The newcomer was deeply moved and was about to express his sincere gratitude when Wen Shi pointed to a backpack on the shelf and said, "This one?"
The fat bug nodded its fat head.
Wen Shi stood on tiptoe, struggling to reach the bag. You could tell he was trying hard, but his height was a little tight at that stage, and the bag was placed too far inside.
The fat worm's entire body expanded again. When it was almost two meters long, it spit out a string of mucus from its mouth, sticking the backpack to its back.
Looking down at Wen Shi, it hesitated for a moment, then stretched out a fat paw to touch Wen Shi's head, "Shorty, thank you."
"…"
What surprised Wen Shi was not that it could speak human language, but whether it was speaking human language?
The fat bug moved slowly towards the carriage door.
The announcement sounded again: "Dear passengers, the train ahead is about to arrive at Fengzhang Station. Passengers getting off at Fengzhang Station, please prepare your luggage and get off the train."
There is no timetable on the train, so you can only listen to the broadcast to find out where you are going.
The newcomer's expression changed. "Are they passengers?"
Wen Shi nodded: "Be more precise, the passenger sleeping on the upper bunk."
The newcomer swallowed his saliva. So, weren't they searching the monster's luggage before?
Li Nan suddenly said, "Not good."
In an instant, even Yu Xingzhou's shadow body tensed slightly.
He was responsible for searching the first carriage, and he just pretended to move a few bags. The backpack was not within the search range, so the bugs' attitude was relatively friendly.
Other carriages...
They walked forward a distance, stopped at the entrance of the train, and looked up. Starting from the second car, the bugs seemed to have been woken by the announcement. Some crawled out of the covers, some from the pillows. The thermos lid on the floor was pushed open, and bugs also crawled out from inside. Two ghost children climbed down from the luggage rack on the inside of the upper bunk, clapping their hands and laughing, "Bad guys rummaging through bags!"
They were all staring at the carriage, at the people who were rummaging through their luggage.
After the candy incident, when the player has finished searching for clues and put everything back in its place, these monsters know that the bag has been turned over, indicating that they were actually awake before. They just watch with a playful attitude, waiting for this moment to come.
The tour guide's silver hair stood out among the monsters as she walked towards them from the other end of the carriage.
Some players held on to a glimmer of hope, imagining that the other party was there to lead the team to the safe box. However, contrary to their expectations, not only did the tour guide not do so, but every time she passed a seat, a fat bug would stuff some money into her hands.
She collected money along the way.
The tour guide also got involved in this incident, working with the monster to play tricks on the poor passengers and make extra money.
Ding! The system prompt sounded:
[Side Quest: Return
Your reckless running around has seriously disturbed the passengers' rest. Please return to your original carriage within 30 minutes.
"Wozhi."
There was more than one person swearing.
The players had no doubt that once they stepped into the second carriage, they would enter the monster's territory and they would definitely be killed.
Xiaohua pursed her lips tightly and said slowly, "It's definitely not possible to just run over there. The train will take some time to arrive. I can only get off first and then run from outside to the fourth car."
The car door is a public area after all.
Xiao Min from the Deep Space Guild's eyes darkened. "The platform might not be safe either. I'm afraid there are monsters out there waiting to devour us." He sneered, "At least we finally understand why the first two waves of players were wiped out."
The journey hasn't even started yet, but it's already a hellish start.
Wen Shi smiled bitterly: "I finally understand why the pillow was so soft when I was lazy and resting on the lower bunk just now."
So there are reptiles inside.
Everyone was speechless, you are the one who is miserable.
The tour guide leaned against the window of the second carriage with a smile on her face, eating some sunflower seeds and saying, "I've never seen tourists as noisy as you. Everyone, please go back to your seats."
"…"
Do they not want to return? It's not that the conditions do not allow it!
Song Yan couldn't help but look at Wen Shi. Unconsciously, he had regarded this person as his backbone.
There was no fear in Wen Shi's light-colored eyes, and he was looking in a different direction from the others, glancing at the shelf. "I remember seeing this suitcase in carriage number seven."
The others were speechless. It was already this late, why was he still paying attention to the suitcase?
On his birthday, Liu Yuan and the others gave Wen Shi an item that could refresh the side quests, so Wen Shi barely had a way out.
He decided to solve the doubts in front of him first. He saw Wen Shi stepping on the ladder to the edge of the luggage rack without hesitation, with one hand on the zipper and the other hand ready to draw a knife at any time.
tear——
In one go, zip up the zipper all the way to the end.
Wen Shi opened the suitcase.
There was obviously something inside, and everyone looked up. Because the light was not very good, Song Yan turned on the flashlight on his phone and held it high. Now everyone could clearly see what was in the box. It was a living person! At least on the outside.
The old lady was petite and nestled in the box as flexibly as a snake. Her white hair was neatly coiled up, and a red flower could be vaguely seen pinned in the end of her hair. She had beautiful bone structure and must have been a great beauty when she was young.
The most attractive thing is those eyes, which are full of innocence, as if they have never suffered any hardship in their life.
She looked so kind that even when she appeared in such a horrifying way, it was hard for people to associate her with a monster.
Wen Shi's focus was not on the old lady's appearance, but on the innate sense of intimacy that was flowing through his blood.
The old lady stretched out her hand, her palm was naturally smaller than normal.
Wen Shi understood immediately, took out a kitchen knife and gave it to her, then stepped aside.
The old lady threw the kitchen knife towards the second carriage with a kind look on her face. In an instant, the kitchen knife seemed to escape gravity, passed over the passengers waiting to get off at the door, and flew forward accurately.
The tour guide, who had come to watch the excitement, threw the sunflower seeds away, dodging them to the other side before the shells even hit the ground. The insects weren't nearly as fast. They felt a chill in their limbs and instantly fell. Their upper bodies fell, their lower bodies remaining in place. The sharp blade swept across, leaving a beautiful incision on the cut surface.
Cutting insects is much easier than cutting other things, and the ghost boy was not spared. The kitchen knife went directly to the purple neck and chopped off the neck with the posture of a butcher.
The ghost boy's head hit the ground and rolled a long way.
The bugs at the back finally realized that something was wrong and screamed as they fled towards other carriages.
There is still a distance limit for the kitchen knife, and it fell in the public area between the second and third carriages. Wen Shi walked over and picked it up.
You can't hold this thing in your hand for too long, or you'll lose your mind. He ran back all the way.
The big bugs waiting for the bus clung to the glass, fearing that they would be killed too.
Wen Shi handed over the kitchen knife, and the old lady waved her hand, signaling him to put it away.
Wen Shi moved to the side of the box again: "You..."
The old lady seemed not very good at dealing with people. She handed out a small piece of paper with the words "good grandson" written crookedly on it.
Wen Shi now feels more and more comfortable with the new address, "Hello, Grandma."
Looking at Wen with tears in her eyes, the old lady shook her hand again, her joints softened into an unnatural arc, and she zipped up the zipper little by little.
After a moment, she found that it was pulled too tightly, so she opened it a little, revealing her eyes, and looked at him intently.
"…"
Wen Shi moved the suitcase out little by little: "Take the handle and put my grandma down."
The person closest to him was Song Yan. The biggest advantage of a newcomer was that he was ignorant and fearless. He only saw the old lady using a kitchen knife to kill insects and thought it was a super thick thigh, so he obediently helped Wen Shi receive the boxes.
The expressions of the other players were quite interesting, and Li Nan's expression was more solemn than ever before.
Xiaohua swallowed and said, "Your grandma?"
Wen Shi nodded: "She might be a little socially anxious and embarrassed to come out and greet everyone."
Xiaohua's first thought was not about the origin of this old woman. She asked very seriously, "Does she have a shadow?"
I already knew the answer when I asked. The weather forecast called for light rain, but when it arrived, the sun was shining brightly, and the game had even fixed a bug. This was enough to illustrate one point: this seemingly harmless old woman had single-handedly raised the temperature by at least ten degrees.
How bad could this be?
Xiaohua has a headache. To say that it is so bad that it is oozing with black water is probably a nice adjective.
Wen Shi seemed completely unaware of this and said naturally, "We can return to our positions."
He pulled the suitcase and slowly walked towards the other carriages.
These fat bugs are not actually completely dead, and beheading is not fatal to them.
With my eyes tightly closed, the sound of the suitcase wheels turning was like a death warrant. What was even more terrifying was that the sound stopped in front of me.
Wen Shi stopped in front of a bug pretending to be dead. He looked down at the bug's head, which was gently shaking at the broken end. His thin lips moved: "I'm the best at pretending to be dead. You can't do it well."
Placing backpacks on the shelves to lure others to rummage through them is a favorite game of the bugs. If the new tourists don't rummage through the bags, they'll pay the tour guides to trick them, and finally get a good meal.
What used to be my favorite game has now become a nightmare.
Half of the insect body bent up and rubbed its smooth side against Wen Shi's sneakers.
Wen Shi was stunned, blinked, turned around and asked: "Is this... acting like a spoiled child?"
Are monsters so human now?
The bug twisted even harder.
This coquettish behavior was a bit disgusting, so Wen Shi decided it would be better to kill her.
The tour guide promptly translated, "It's polishing your shoes."
"…"
The bloodstains on the front of the sneakers were rubbed off, and the fat-headed worm spit out mucus from its mouth. Its short and thick legs pulled off the bed sheet, pulled it over to him, and rubbed it back and forth until the toe of the shoe was smooth and shiny.
Finally, he bowed deeply to the shoes.
The tour guide said at the right moment: "This is the law of the jungle. Do you have that feeling of 'love, love'?"
Wen Shi: "…"