I just didn't express my own thoughts and found it quite entertaining to listen to the discussion of the other three.
Chen Qinghan and Mike didn't join in the discussion either. The small train traveled slowly along the track, and half an hour passed without encountering any obstacles, though we did come across other stations.
There was a station every ten minutes on average. Chen Qinghan would stop the train, and Mike and I would get off to take a look. If there was nothing unusual, we would return.
The track didn't extend straight toward the Ancient City; it was more like we were taking a sightseeing tour, exploring relics from ten thousand years ago.
I've seen that kind of black shadow more than once, sometimes even a few gathering together.
But they didn't approach us, like locals pausing to watch tourists, silently observing.
