"We'll arrange for a male flight attendant to take you to the restroom," the flight attendant replied.
Song He nodded, reassured. If a female flight attendant had taken him to the restroom, it would have been rather embarrassing. After all, he couldn't remove his blindfold, and someone would definitely have to watch him while he used the restroom, much like during the gaokao.
The plane thundered into the air. Before long, meals and drinks were served, and the flight attendant sat beside him, feeding him spoonful by spoonful. The service was so attentive that Song He felt a little embarrassed to eat.
Once he had eaten and drunk his fill, he silently began working out the Large Lin-Gar Conjecture in his mind. He hoped that during the two-month period of closed-door question setting, he could find time to conquer the Large Lin-Gar Conjecture, or at least prove most of it. That way, the two months of isolation wouldn't count as wasted time. Instead, they could be considered a rare period of secluded cultivation!
After a long flight, the plane landed. Song He was escorted off the plane and stuffed into a car, which continued driving.
He would bet anything that they were heading to some remote mountain area. The car kept turning in circles, clearly following a winding mountain road. He normally didn't get carsick, but turning round and round while blindfolded made him feel dizzy. He asked the people beside him for motion sickness medicine, and sure enough, they had some. After taking a pill, he felt much better.
At last, the car stopped.
When he got out, there were grains of sand beneath his feet. He could hear insects chirping, birds calling, and the rustling of wind through the forest.
Someone helped him forward. They turned left and