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Feng Yi was preoccupied with how to activate the "Compass," paying no attention to online gossip or social and entertainment news.
Those things seemed insignificant to him now.
He just kept heading west.
A bicycle climbed mountains, crossed rivers and swamps, and endured landslides, collapses, and mudflows.
Feng Yi no longer believed in the butler's words about being "lucky."
Instinct and the Compass still showed no signs of activity, and after cycling for so long, it seemed there was little to show for it.
Even Feng Yi himself was starting to doubt whether this trip was worthwhile.
Continuing westward.
Ahead was a major tourist area with plenty of food vendors, where Feng Yi would stay the night.
As the setting sun cast its glow, tourists at the lakeside piled Mani stones.
After watching for a while, Feng Yi left and found a lakeside, locally-run tent hostel nearby.
