Nervous?
The few men on the ship glanced at each other as if they had heard an absurd joke, then suddenly burst into mocking laughter.
At this time, should they be the ones feeling nervous, or this stranger of unknown origin standing before them?
The tattooed Sublimator, who had been wearing sunglasses, opened his mouth and spat his gum at Huai Shi's feet, his smile gradually turning icy. "Be honest. Where do you come from? Why are you here? What's your purpose?"
"I think I understand."
After some thought, Huai Shi replied, "I set out from Darwin, planning to head to Canberra. As for my purpose, would traveling count?"
The Sublimator wearing sunglasses was taken aback for a moment, then his expression grew even colder. "Are you kidding me, kid? Are you trying to tell me you crossed the desert alone to get here?"
"Isn't that what traveling is all about?" Huai Shi shrugged. "It was tough, but it also gave me quite a sense of achievement."
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