"Please sit down, please sit down..." All the rats in the carriage stood up, looking at Wang Yao eagerly. Even the rat mother holding her child opposite Qinghe stood up, with rice grains on her lips, tears in her eyes, and looking at him with reverence.
"No need, no need..." Wang Yao said politely, looking completely bewildered.
"Although our Shu tribe is not well-off, we have always treated foreign guests with great respect. Please, Immortal, have a seat. Don't let the other foreign guests know that we Shu tribe are not polite," the train conductor said to Wang Yao, his expression softening as he saw how sensible the working rats were.
"Yes, yes, come on, sit down quickly... Huh?" The worker who had been scolded by the conductor and told to give up his seat to Wang Yao stood up from his seat and enthusiastically tried to pull Wang Yao to his seat, but unexpectedly pulled at nothing.
It turns out that Wang Yao had always been careful and had always been covered in "good people" on him, so how could those working rats possibly get on him?
"Huh... what's going on? Am I seeing things? Damn it, I still have to work, what am I going to do?" The working mouse waved its hands around Wang Yao's side as if paddling, and the repeated failures made it start to doubt its own eyesight.
"What's going on? What's going on?" The mice's curiosity was aroused, and they all poked their heads out. Even the conductor reached out to touch Wang Yao, but when he missed, he stared blankly at his own paw.
Wang Yao thought to himself, "If this keeps up, all the rats will probably come and touch me. Who the hell can stand that? Even if they can't touch me, it'll still be unbearable!"
He had no choice but to go and sit in the seat that the working rat had given up. The rat was still confused until it actually touched another rat's head, and then it felt relieved.
"Hey! Wang Mazi, what the hell are you trying to do by touching my head so early in the morning?" the rat who had his head touched cursed angrily.
"Oh, thank goodness. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. It turns out foreign guests are indeed different." Wang Mazi breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Wang Yao.
"I knew it! There's definitely a reason why our Shu ethnic group treats foreign guests so well." The train conductor seemed to understand as well, and felt even more that his actions were brilliant.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The surrounding mice nodded in unison.
In the evening, the special train for migrant workers finally arrived at the Cheese City Transportation Center. Wang Yao and Qing He got off the train, and he immediately took Qing He to the office he had visited when he came to Shuzu last time, intending to get an identity card for Qing He.
The transportation hub of this Cheese City is nothing like Wangyue Pass. Here, rats roam freely, and police and security guards are everywhere. If Qinghe were to try to jump over the automatic fence again, it would be quite shocking in Wang Yao's mind.
The office was still occupied by the same person Wang Yao had seen before, along with a group of alluring female rats. Upon hearing that Wang Yao wanted to get another ID card, the person with the one-third face didn't refuse. He immediately opened the computer in front of him and began to examine it carefully.
"You... you just used your ID card in Mooncake City. Did you lose it on the train from Mooncake City to here? Huh?... You've been in our Shu tribe for quite a while now. Why are you suddenly appearing in Mooncake City?" The person with a third of their face looking at the computer asked in confusion.
Mooncake City? Could it be the Liang tribe's Wangyue Pass? The Shu tribe really does have food inextricably linked to everything.
Wang Yao was inwardly complaining when he saw that this person with a third of his face was mistaking him for someone else applying for a replacement identity card. He quickly pushed Qinghe forward and told him that this was the person who actually needed to apply for an identity card.
A third of his face then let Qinghe give his name. He typed away on the keyboard for a while, glanced at the computer screen, and suddenly stood up, staring at Qinghe with wide eyes.
“You…you are the princess of the Liang tribe?” One-third of his face exclaimed.
"No, she's just an ordinary member of the Liang tribe." Wang Yao thought to himself that something was wrong. He never expected that the Shu tribe would have such detailed information about the Liang tribe, unlike the previous Yi tribe, which didn't care about Qing He's identity at all.
"Impossible! Qing is the royal surname of the Liang clan. If she's not a princess, then who is she? Besides, the Liang clan just sent a notice yesterday to assist in the investigation, specifically looking for this princess who ran away from home." The person with one-third of their face turned their head and looked at the computer screen again, shouting.
Wang Yao realized things were about to go wrong. This office was probably a branch of the Shu tribe's Ministry of Foreign Affairs. They had discovered Qing He's identity, which would likely cause many complications and bring a lot of trouble to their upcoming meeting with Wu Ying. He couldn't let this third of his face continue to be exposed.
He immediately took out the interface panel, deftly took two merits, and arranged a marriage between the third of his face in front of him and a female mouse in the office. He remembered that a female mouse had once made him a cup of tea, so he deliberately let her go and arranged a marriage between her and an old lady who had laughed at him the most back then.
"What princess? What are you talking about?" Suddenly, the middle-aged woman's gossipy nature was aroused, and she stood up and moved closer to the computer.
"Diplomatic secrets, no peeping allowed!" The guy with the third-third face was a man of strong principles. As soon as he saw the old lady approaching, he hurriedly tried to block the computer screen with his hand, but the old lady's fluffy head was already there, and it bumped right into his outstretched arm.
"Uh..." With just that touch, the look in the eyes of that third of the face towards the old lady immediately changed. The old lady stiffly turned her head away from that third of the face, and her eyes began to sparkle.
"Let's go!" Wang Yao hurriedly pulled Qinghe and dragged her out of the office.
"What are you doing?" Qinghe asked, displeased.
“Didn’t you hear? Your father has already sent a notice to the Shu clan for assistance in the investigation. They’re looking for you. If you stay inside any longer, they’ll definitely send you home,” Wang Yao said.
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