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The red pines stretched on and on, tall and straight, like soldiers who had been standing at attention for far too long.
Right in the middle of them, Li Banfeng was riding a woodlouse. Not a normal woodlouse, of course. This one was enormous.
This was a woodlouse, also known as a pill bug or a potato bug[1].
Ordinary woodlice liked damp corners and rotten logs. They were small, many-legged, and easy to squish if you weren't careful. This one, however, had a back more than two meters long and was wide enough to seat a man comfortably, luggage included. It plodded along with a steady rhythm, its shell rising and falling beneath Li Banfeng like a gently rocking bench.
The woodlouse had spirit essence as well. It could think and talk, and it was a down-to-earth old grandpa who charged Li Banfeng only fifty Huan yuan to carry him across the red pine forest.
Li Banfeng was a forthright one and gave the woodlouse a hundred Huan yuan. He was only curious as to where this woodlouse would spend the money he earned.
"Young man, you don't understand. We have our own villages. Food, lodging, even markets. There are plenty of places to spend money, cough, cough…"
The weather was bitterly cold, and the sharp wind choked the old woodlouse into a fit of coughing.
Seeing how old he already was, Li Banfeng felt a twinge of guilt about continuing to ride on his back.
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