By now, even Stephen knew Apocalypse was behind it, no matter how slow he might have been.
But in this situation, he did not know whether to be angry with Apocalypse or grateful to him.
Palmer hugged his arm and rested her face against his shoulder, feeling that everything she had done these past few days had finally been reciprocated.
Before long, Apocalypse regretted sitting beside them.
The two were so lovey-dovey that Apocalypse had no choice but to put on headphones and spend the flight watching movies like an ordinary passenger for once.
After more than ten hours in the air, the passenger plane finally arrived in Kathmandu.
The moment they got off the plane, Stephen was desperate to find Kamar-Taj.
Apocalypse was in no hurry. After spending more than ten hours on a plane, he immediately went looking for local snacks and took his time sightseeing.
His leisurely pace left Palmer and Stephen beside themselves with impatience.
"Tang, are you done eating yet? What kind of stomach do you have? That's your thirtieth serving," Palmer said.
The two of them had eaten some food together and were already stuffed. They could not imagine how Apocalypse had managed to eat so much, especially since he seemed intent on continuing.
"What's the rush?" Apocalypse said. "You need to learn to enjoy the journey through life. Don't keep chasing your goals and overlooking the scenery along the way."
Stephen said coldly, "If you want to discuss the meaning of life, wait until my hands recover. I can start with Socrates from ancient Greece and Laozi from the East, and talk you all the way through to modern existentialism."
Neither Stephen nor Palmer noticed that, without realizing it, they had begun treating Apocalypse as the center of their group.
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