Psychological Control

"How long has it been?" She fell asleep after getting in the car, tossed and turned for a long time and finally struggled to open her eyes.I raised my head in a daze and asked Dillon.

During the ten-hour minibus ride, we occupied the bumpiest but also the most spacious rear seat.So there's plenty of room here for me to lie down with my legs spread out and my head resting on Dillon's lap.And because I thought his muscles were too hard, I even put a piece of clothing on his legs.

Dillon lowered his head to look at me, raised his hand that was casually placed on my waist, looked at his watch, and replied, "It's been more than five hours since we set off. Can't you sleep?" He stretched his hand while talking. He stroked the hair on my forehead.

He slapped his hand away with a 'snap', and received a low laugh that shook his chest.I sat up in a daze and looked forward, because the crew had chartered the entire minibus, so apart from our follow-up photographers, there were father and son David and Kurt in the same car, and Sarah. Tom and Dean are gone.

At this time, because it was already late at night, the four men each chose a row of seats in front with their backs against the window, and fell asleep with their heads tilted under the covers.I looked at David and Kurt and his son.It was only after I finally got on the same batch of cars and set off together that I met the father and son for the first time.

Before the previous car left, I caught up with them on the pretext of asking if they needed motion sickness medicine.The first feeling is that there are two men who are wise and foolish.Although they are not in the top of all the contestants in terms of physique, they are always able to handle things with ease.

Unhurriedly, before everyone knew it, the two of them went from the mid-lower stage of all participating teams to the leader position.Since I can see that they are obviously not the kind of villains who say one thing and do another, I don't mind making friends with them.

Father David accepted our kindness and took the motion sickness pills I gave them.And my purpose is to downplay the hostility of other contestants towards us, so the first conversation went well.

Sam and Dean, men who refused my offer of motion sickness pills, were alive and well, at least as far as I could see them before bed.Now that he ran out of energy and went to sleep, it was reasonable.

"Would you like something to eat?" Dillon suggested to me, then pulled the backpack that was on the other side and took out a large bag of food that he had prepared before boarding the car.Then dig out and take out a boiled boiled egg.

"..." I looked down at the egg in his hand blankly, then looked up into Dillon's eyes.He asked with his eyes, 'Are you serious? '

First he was taken aback, and then Dillon couldn't help but pull an uncontrollable smile on his face.He finally reacted, and I was still immersed in the prestige of the duck egg not long ago.So he shrugged and put the eggs back in, and pulled out a carton of milk. "Drink the milk first, and then send me some bread."

I took the milk, tore open the straw and inserted it, and then I took the pineapple bun that Dillon handed over.While chewing on my bulging cheeks, I watched Dillon peel off the egg, revealing the smooth white inside, and took a bite myself.

After a short supper, I signaled Dillon to lie down and take a nap, anyway, I couldn't fall asleep for the time being after sleeping for five hours.And I know that Dillon must have sat upright before, watching me fall asleep with his eyes open for so long.

Just when Dillon turned over and was about to lie down, the minibus suddenly braked suddenly, making a harsh "squeaky" braking sound.Dillon subconsciously opened his eyes wide, and quickly got up and pulled the curtain on the car window to look out.

There was nothing unusual on the sides of the car, that's what the driver saw.Because of the inertia of the sudden braking, the people who had been sleeping before woke up with a rustle.The driver of the car said sorry in English, and then waved his hands outside the cockpit, as if to drive away something.

Sam and Dean were the first to walk to the front of the car and look outside because they were sitting at the front.Then Dean exclaimed in surprise: "A wounded female cat! It seems to be pregnant..."

Sam also quickly said to the driver: "Please open the door, we need to go down to check its condition." After the door was opened, he and Dean rushed out without hesitation.

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There is a very famous ceremony in cagsawa to celebrate next year's harvest.After getting the detour mission clue card from the snake charmer, we must choose one of two traditional rituals, pig catching or jig dancing.

However, we, the first group of people who arrived, did not go to any of the mission locations of the detour mission at this time.We chose to ask the locals for the address of the nearest veterinary hospital, and sent the female cat we met on the road to the hospital.

The female cat who rushed to our car was, as Sam had said before, not only pregnant but also about to give birth.After it was carried into the car, four kittens were born one after another during the next few hours of driving.

Perhaps it was the pleasant temperature in the car that allowed it to finally relax.So after giving birth to kittens and licking her four kittens a few times, the mother cat finally passed out.The reason we are looking for a veterinary hospital is not actually because of its production, because it has already given birth to a child with experience.

The real reason is that half of the cat's face is bloodied, one ear is missing and one eye is blind.It had been visibly abused, with three broken limbs.And even though she was pregnant, the female cat was still shockingly thin.This made all the people in the car, including the film crew's follow-up crew, full of righteous indignation.

I stood far enough away that I didn't follow even when Dillon was trying to wrap the she-cat with bandages from our medical kits.Perhaps this scene will be recorded on camera, and finally be scolded as cold-blooded on the Internet.Or maybe it will be seen by other contestants, and it will be like a snake and scorpion to me from then on.What's more, it made Dillon feel bad for me.

But I still didn't get close, I just stood far away and looked there with my eyes fluctuating from far to near.

Like Dexter, so is Brian.The two brothers are actually very unpopular with small animals.Perhaps it is the feeling that it exudes, which makes the animals have a subconscious vigilance.Therefore, generally speaking, as long as we try to get close to small animals, we will always get hostile demonstrations and threats.

So I stand very far away with self-knowledge, sometimes I can't understand, is it because the intuition of small animals is always particularly sensitive?Dillon's hands were stained with real human blood, but we can all see his true tenderness.And me and Dexter, even if you don't include Dexter, I feel very innocent.

But those cats and dogs who tried to get in touch before can still easily see Brian's frozen soul without a trace of emotion from under my smiling mask.So they avoid it.

Sitting on a bench outside the veterinary hospital, I rested my chin on my hands and rested my elbows on my lap, next to me and Dillon and everyone else's luggage.I made an excuse to help them look at their luggage so that they don't have to go in.

Because the veterinary hospital is full of extremely sensitive pet cats and dogs who are injured or sick.I really don't want to walk into a veterinary hospital and almost cause a riot among small animals like I used to do when I was working to deliver food.Then accept the surprised and wary eyes of those pet parents and veterinarians.

"Hi, Brian. Why don't you go and have a look? I heard that the female cat is awake, and the doctor said it's fine!" Ander, the photographer who followed us, came out of the veterinary hospital with the camera turned off. , seemed to want to smoke a cigarette, and asked in surprise when he saw me sitting outside.

I subconsciously raised a somewhat stiff smile, shook my head and said, "No need, I have some cat allergies..." This was just an excuse, but for a while I couldn't think of any other excuses.

"Eh?! Really..." Ender seemed taken aback, then turned his eyes to my feet, and said with a complicated expression: "... I hope you are not allergic to dog hair... Otherwise, I may be Another responsibility for obstructing the game..."

"What?" I followed his gaze suspiciously, and shifted to the chair by my feet.

God!A puppy, who seemed to be just a month old and had just learned to walk, was wobbling under my chair, opening its mouth and biting the laces of my boots.It seemed to follow Ender out of the gate of the veterinary hospital, but it was too small and inconspicuous, approaching me from the corner by the door under my chair, and I didn't notice it at all.

But what really surprised me was not the so-called allergy in the excuse.Rather...it doesn't seem to be afraid of me...

At this time, this little guy who seemed to be of German Shepherd blood was biting my shoelaces and shaking his head and clothes, fighting fiercely.In the end, he couldn't stand still crookedly, and sat down on his buttocks.The dog's head rests on my shoe.

"...What's going on here?..." I could hardly implement my expression management all at once. I looked up and saw that Ander had turned on the camera again professionally, and the lens zoomed in on the little guy at my feet.It seems that the program group intends to record the fact that we met a female cat and went to the veterinary hospital in the program this time.

"That's the cub of the bitch raised by the director of the veterinary hospital. He ran out after me after teasing him just now... It seems that he likes you very much." Ender's innocent voice came from behind the camera.

"That's impossible?!" I retorted almost subconsciously, I said.Because it is impossible for a small animal to naturally like to be close to me, what is going on?

"Wow woof woof!!! woof!" As soon as I finished speaking, a big German shepherd dog rushed out from the gate of the veterinary hospital, half-crawling and barking at me like an enemy.That's right, this is the normal reaction of ordinary cats and dogs encountering me.If it is against Dexter, it will be even more exaggerated. Instead of barking, it turns around and runs away.

This big German Shepherd seemed to be eagerly calling the pup at my feet to go back, but this pup was very nervous. It tilted its head and looked at its mother in confusion, and then simply hung up on the whole body. on my shoe.