The Most Wonderful Encounter in the World

Although he had once looked down on the entirety of London from the Observation Room ten thousand meters in the air, actually being there and walking through streets big and small—

Feeling the British atmosphere amid foreign-looking pedestrians and buildings—

Fang Ran still felt how utterly unfamiliar the entire city was to him.

With no sense of direction, no destination, and no idea where the road ahead led, all of London felt like an enormous maze.

Okay, simply put—

He was lost.

He had only wanted to find a supermarket, but after walking straight ahead and ending up in increasingly deserted streets, he turned around and took another road, only to discover he had returned to where he started.

Fang Ran covered his face and quietly broke down.

"Good heavens, where the hell am I!?"

Unlike the other major cities he had visited before, Fang Ran did not see many modern skyscrapers in London.

Most of the buildings were typical European structures, around four stories tall, white or dark yellow, with triangular roofs or pointed caps, packed tightly together.

They spun him around until he was dizzy and unable to tell north from south.

Although Fang Ran admitted that his sense of direction was a little weak, he thought he at least had an ordinary person's ability to find his way. As for why he had still gotten lost—

Tell me, without a phone or map navigation, if someone dumped you in London, could you find your way!? Slams table!

Grrr—

Ah, no, this would not do. At this rate, he really was going to starve to death.

This baby did not want to become the first Participant in history to starve to death, so—

Standing on some unknown street corner in London, Fang Ran, who had wandered for over