Is this for real?
Why am I arguing with the Undying Giant Turtle?
His mind raced, "Where are you, and how can I rescue you?"
[I've been eaten by an insect, you just need to kill that insect to rescue me.]
"Which insect?"
[That fat one, the big meaty worm hanging from the tree, resting. It has 72 green legs and a red lump on its back.]
[Be careful, it can release poisonous gas.]
[Respected Traveler, are you willing to rescue me now?]
[You are the kindest being in the world, please save poor little me who was eaten...]
[It's just a small effort for you.]
Among a crisp and pleasant chorus of praise, Lu Yuan rode away on his tricycle, waving his hand without a trace of sympathy.
"Goodbye, I was just asking,"
"It doesn't mean I'm going to rescue you."
As the leader of the 18th Human Civilization, the King of Trash-picking, he had received too much praise and was immune to these beggars.
The tires left two long tracks in the desert.
He left...
He really left...
