As the Ferris wheel turned, the carriage rose higher, and the entire park came into Lin Baici's view.
On the distant lake surface, the water sparkled, the lawn was vast, the emerald green grass like an endless sea, and under the azure sky, kites floated on the breeze.
Stray dogs roamed in packs, their barks leisurely and carefree.
Lin Baici saw many garbage cans.
Yes, lots of garbage cans, scattered throughout the park, where some hungry stray dogs would scavenge for food.
"Little Linzi, look quick!"
Xia Hongyao excitedly pointed to the ground with her hand: "Numbers!"
"Right!"
Lin Baici saw them too.
On the lawn, some patches of grass were taller than others and had clearly been trimmed, as if sculpted by the skilled hand of a master gardener, creating huge numbers.
From 1 and on, they stretched in a sequence.
"Found it, 502!"
Xia Hongyao cheered, at eleven o'clock direction, she spotted the number 502 shaped by the trimmed lawn.
