"Go to Manila in the Philippines, and take a taxi to the square in the city center and find the food stall marked with a sign. There you will get the next clue." Because they entered the relay station with Sam and Dean, So we set off almost at the same time. The four of them took the clue card from Phil at the same time, and I read it out loud.
"Manila, Philippines!" Sam exclaimed excitedly at his brother Dean. "I've always wondered what this one of the largest cities in Asia, called New York of Asia, is like!"
"Let's go to the travel agency and check the nearest flight," I told Dillon, pocketing the clue card. "Are you going to do it together? It'll save you a little taxi fare."
Anyway, they set off almost at the same time, so it doesn't matter if you go to the travel agency in order of priority. And it's always more reassuring to put competitors in your line of sight than to not be able to see them.
Even if there are only two business class seats left on the latest flight, such a very small chance of happening. I also made preparations in advance, not only when the luggage was placed in the trunk, but we placed it last, so when we took it out, our backpack was placed on top.
Also, before going to bed yesterday, Dillon and I used the computer in the hotel lobby to translate a Chinese query about the flight. This allows us to complete the consultation one step faster after entering the travel agency, and get the ticket faster than others.
The last word I got at the travel agency was that the last flight was three hours later. We need to transfer from Lijiang to Guangzhou, and then fly from Guangzhou Baiyun Airport to Manila. For the transfer time, we chose to reserve a sufficient two hours, rather than the fastest one hour interval.
We set off from Lijiang at ten o'clock in the morning, and our plane landed in the Philippine harbor, Manila, just after six o'clock in the evening. On the plane were Sam and Dean, Zoe and Joseph, David and Kurt, who caught up in the three-hour wait. And of course came from behind, James and Sid who joined us from the latter flight on the connecting flight.
What makes people feel ridiculous is that the confident police team Tevez and Vera, as well as the blond stunners Lucy and Louise who follow them, choose because they are too confident in their speed. An hour's transfer time, the result did not catch up with the missed flight. Can only wait for the next flight in two hours.
"Sir, please take us to the square in the city center. The sooner the better, thank you." After exiting the airport, Dillon and I ignored the waiting line that was at least ten meters long and rushed directly to the Taxi at the station. He sat up before everyone could react.
Immediately after, Zoe and Joseph, as well as James and Sid reacted first and grabbed the taxi behind us. Taking the lead along the way, looking at the exotic street where the night market has started, it feels quite like a second-tier city in China. There are also jeepneys with special Philippine characteristics running staggeringly on the streets.
Jeepney is the most commonly used means of transportation in the Philippines. It is a van jeep with a canopy. There are two rows of seats facing each other in the compartment, and passengers can greet them at any time. Jeepneys were originally used to transport American soldiers during World War II. Assembled cars that have been refitted from old car parts and inspected by the Transportation Bureau.
I casually looked through the manuscript in my hand. When I was waiting for a transfer at Guangzhou Airport, I used the airport network and the computer on the cart to find and copy down some little knowledge about the Philippines. I let these one by one. The boring text on the tablet is actually connected with the things around you.
Watching the taxi take us closer and closer to the downtown square, while the surrounding food stalls are getting denser and denser. Suddenly a bad idea crossed my mind. This time, the clue card obviously took us directly to the mission location of the roadblock mission, which was different from the previous one, and there was no pre-placed way-finding information.
This only shows one problem, this task is definitely not a good one.
Suddenly, I regret that when I was in Japan, Dillon completed the roadblock task of practicing kyudo. Because he completed two roadblock missions in a row, even if it was me who completed the roadblock mission in China, I still needed to complete it again in the Philippines to make the number of missions completed by myself equal to that of Dillon.
Sure enough, when he arrived at the food stall, he received the clue card handed over by the stall owner smiling and gloating over the misfortune. I almost read it out with a blank face, this time the requirements of the roadblock mission.
"Each team needs to use eight local delicacies, duck eggs..." When I read the name of the last food, I finally couldn't hold the smile on my face. Hairy duck eggs are the signature dish of roadside stalls in Manila, and as the name suggests, these eggs are about to hatch. The duck inside is already formed, mixed with egg whites and long-haired ducklings.
If I compare most of China's delicacies, I can accept any fish head, fish eyes, pork liver and chicken kidney. Hairy eggs are beyond my acceptable range, and are as disgusting as pig brains.
"My God!" A horrified cry came from behind me, it was Zoe's voice. Following behind us, they took the time to crack open the first feathered duck egg. Then this is the result.
"Hahahahaha!!!" Zooey's younger brother Joseph pointed to Zooey's hands, which were full of mucus and half an unformed duckling, and laughed out loud with schadenfreude. The two brothers and sisters who liked to fall in love with each other and kill each other after being out of the way, began to show their presence without hesitation.
The same blood combination, Dean smashed an egg, peeled it open, and handed it to his brother Sam's mouth. There is an uncontrollable excited expression on his face, nothing is more refreshing than the feeling of pitting one's own brother. "Come on! Sam! I know you can!"
Compared to them, Dillon and I just silently bowed our heads and peeled the eggs. Almost seeing the first feathered duck egg that I peeled off with my own hands made me want to throw this strange-shaped thing out of my hand. But a group of Filipino citizens onlookers, and a camera lens aimed at me, forced me to prevent me from doing such a substandard thing.
Sometimes being able to overcome one's own psychological obstacles and challenge new things is also a way to show a person's comprehensive strength. So I can't show weakness here.
Rejecting Dillon's suggestion to play in my place, I raised my head expressionlessly, like swallowing pills, and put the duck eggs that Dillon had peeled on the side into my mouth. Then after taking a sip, he picked up the water bottle and poured water down his throat to make sure he could swallow it.
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"Ugh, my God. Brian, what are you eating, so disgusting..." James and Sid came over as I started the third one. As we passed by, James glanced at me and said.
"Pfft!" Completely defenseless, I couldn't help but choked and sprayed it out. Angrily, I wiped my mouth and the water dripping from the corners of my mouth with my hands. I couldn't help but give James a blank look and said, "...shut up...and eat yours..."
"Okay..." Under Dillon's stare, James smiled dryly and waved his hands to indicate that he was not malicious, and then with Sid helplessly pulling his backpack, he stepped back to another empty table next to us. .
"But speaking of it, why do you look so full of color even after eating such a disgusting thing, Brian?" I frowned and calmed my breath. After hearing James teasing, I shrugged and pointed to the onlookers. In the crowd, the eyes of a bunch of women staring straight at me.
I didn't notice it at first, but when I noticed so many people watching it, it was always awkward to eat. But fortunately, I kept hypnotizing myself that I was just eating eggs, so I almost took one bite at a time with a good psychological quality. I quickly solved the eight feather duck eggs and took the lead in getting the next clue card.
"Go to the bicolisarogtsi bus station in Quezon City and check in in one of the three tour buses. The departure time of each bus is thirty minutes apart. It is a ten-hour bus ride south to a village in Daraga province." I read ten When he was a child, even Dillon had a helpless expression on his face.
Ten hours is really too long, but there's nothing we can do about it. I looked at the next clue and wrote: "This village is located at the foot of an active volcano. Find a local snake charmer there and get the next clue from him."
"It seems that we are going to spend the night in the car. After getting there, getting off the car is the task of finding the way, and the clues after that should tell us the location of the detour task." Dillon thought about it and suggested: "Go to sign in the first car first. The car, and then go shopping outside to buy some car food and motion sickness medicine."
After deciding on the goal, it is the implementation. After we signed in, we bought a lot of bread and instant noodles as dry food on the road. I even bought a pillow for the neck, and motion sickness medicine, in addition to just in case, if there is motion sickness in other teams. The friendship that gives help in the snow can always be exchanged for some hidden interests.
The one who was on the same bus as us was literally stuffed by his brother, and finally got a clue with a frown, Sam and Dean, who were the second to sign in. Psychologically strong father and son David and Kurt.
James and Sid, along with Zoe and Joseph, were on the second trip. They boarded the check-in for the second bus, and the third would no doubt be reserved for the police couple and the blonds who were two hours late.