Midnight, 12 am.
Ling Pingan looked at the time on his phone that finally jumped to 12 am.
He smiled.
It was extremely brilliant!
"Cross Slope!" He looked at the other side of the river, where the green lights were still faintly discernible among the trees, and issued his own declaration, "I'm coming!"
At this moment, he remembered the famous words of Caesar, who had the same status as the first emperor of Qin in the history of land of Qin, "I came, I saw, I conquered!"
And deep in his heart, a mocking thought was quietly flowing.
"Conquer?"
"Conquer the fungus that the termites raise in their own nests?"
"Boring!"
This thought flashed through his mind, but Ling Pingan did not notice it at all.
He hugged his cat, stood up, hummed the song, and slowly walked to the other side of the river.
The song echoed over the surface of the river.
However, the song slowly went out of tune.