Homo sapiens.

Chapter 107
Manila.

Austin Hotel, two tourists, a man and a woman, stayed here.

The man is a black-haired white man in his 20s, wearing one earring, sitting on the sofa, looking helplessly at the phone screen:

"From tomorrow, Luzon intends to initiate a restriction order for a period of three months."

After taking a shower, the blond woman who was drying her hair with a hair dryer looked indifferent: "Then consider it as a tourist here."

"Christine, the tourist attractions may be temporarily closed, so we can't stay in the hotel all the time, right?"

Christine turned off the hair dryer, and asked winkingly: "Are you not satisfied with me in the hotel all the time? Dear Anthony."

"No, I've been in the hotel all the time. I feel like I'm in jail." Anthony seemed to recall some bad memories.

Christine took out a lady's cigarette, lit it, and lay on the sofa, flipping through the Luzon travel guide on YouTube.

Anthony twitched his ears slightly, closed his eyes and sat on the sofa, as if he was listening to something. After ten minutes, he opened his eyes:

"There are so many cockroaches here."

Christine was very calm about this: "Huh... Where are there no cockroaches? Unless it is the Antarctic and the North Pole."

"Is there anywhere you want to go?" Anthony changed the subject.

"Let's go to Bonifacio Avenue first! I heard that there are many Spanish colonial buildings there, and it is also a famous commercial street."

"OK!"

In the afternoon, after three o'clock.

Wearing shorts and short sleeves, the two appeared shoulder to shoulder on Bonifacio Avenue.

Anthony, holding a camera, took pictures around until the two came to the door of San Agustin Church, a church built during the Spanish colonial period.

The two went directly into the church.

On the rows of benches inside, many locals were praying.

Anthony and Christine sat on the bench in the back, quietly listening to the hymns played by the tape recorder, and several priests were baptizing a newborn child.

The two of them did not make any other moves. After half an hour, they quietly left the church and continued to visit various attractions in Manila.

In a shop selling small toys.

Like a little girl, Christine held a bamboo kitten and asked with a smile, "Anthony, this kitten is so cute!"

Anthony, with a helpless face, leaned against the checkout counter: "I can barely lift it."

As for Anthony's complaints, Christine seemed not to have heard it, and continued to hold various small toys and play with them in her hands.

The owner of the toy store is a middle-aged man with a smile on his face all the time. There are two employees in the store, a man and a woman.

Anthony smiled and asked: "These toys are very good, but unfortunately there are no such toys in California."

The boss replied with a smile: "These toys are all hand-woven or carved in our local area, but they are very rare."

"Oh Maikar, are these handmade works of art?" Anthony asked in surprise.

"Haha, not exactly. Many of those bamboo and wood products are handmade, while plastic and resin products are produced in factories." The boss explained.

Anthony picked up a bamboo cat litter: "It's such a pity, this cat litter is sold in California, and it is estimated to sell for $100."

"Really? That's a pity." The boss's expression didn't change much.

Anthony didn't go on, but looked at his watch and called out, "Dinner time is almost here, honey."

Hearing that it was time for dinner, Christine could only hold on to her three favorite bamboo toys and come to the counter to pay.

After the two left, the boss was still busy with his head down.

Inside the Austin hotel room.

The two who had dinner were lying on the sofa again.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the night view of Manila Harbor.

"Any gains?"

Christine shook her head: "The church is very clean, the jewelry store doesn't have any styles I like, and the toy store is just so-so!"

"Then how about going to Limanan tomorrow? I heard that there are a lot of beach projects there." Anthony suggested.

"airplane?"

Anthony shook his head and pointed to the tourist map: "Take the train and just take a tour of the scenery along the way."

"OK, you arrange it!"

The next day, the two bought train tickets to the southern city of Lima.

The slow train is not much different from that of America. The whole journey is about 300 kilometers and takes about four or five hours.

Sitting by the car window, Christine observed the scenery and the city along the way.

As the train passed through the city of San Pablo, the scenery on both sides began to change significantly, because they began to enter the territory of the Fernando family.

Around Manila, whether urban or rural, are densely populated areas.

After passing San Pablo City, there was a sense of separation.

The rural population here is not large, but the urban population is denser than Manila.

The two temporarily canceled their trip to the southern city of Lima and planned to stay in the upcoming port of Lucena for a day.

After leaving the train station, Christine stretched herself, while Anthony looked for a taxi, but the situation here was different from what they encountered at the Manila airport, and there were no taxi drivers swarming up.

It wasn't until they walked out of the train station to the service street that they saw green taxis lined up on the side of the road, and the drivers were all in their own cars.

Many customers just opened the door and got on the seat, and then the taxi started.

Anthony pulled the suitcase, walked to a taxi, and knocked on the window glass: "Hello, driver, how much is it to go to a better hotel nearby?"

The driver with the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right showed his big yellow teeth: "A better hotel nearby? Then Feng Rao Hotel, 86 pesos."

Anthony looked at the other taxis again, and found that the other drivers did not intend to come over to snatch passengers, so he nodded: "OK."

The two got into a taxi.

Da Huangya stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove towards the Fengrao Hotel.

Anthony asked curiously: "Are the taxis here different from those in Manila?"

"Almost!" Dahuangya replied perfunctorily.

Anthony did not continue to ask about this, after all, sometimes asking too much would easily arouse the other party's suspicion.

And 86 pesos is really not high, but the two were charged 500 pesos at the Manila airport.

At the intersection of traffic lights, Anthony saw that both sides of the street here are very new, and there are no potholes on the road surface, and no one runs the red light.

Of course, that may also be the reason why several traffic controllers on guard were carrying assault rifles.

The first impression given to Anthony here is that the infrastructure is not bad, and then it is orderly, not as chaotic as Manila.

Another impression is that a large part of the city is very busy.

Soon.

After passing the traffic light, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a nice looking hotel.

"Here we are, 86 pesos."

Anthony gave the money and entered the lobby of the Harvest Hotel with Christine.

Anthony was quite satisfied with the interior decoration of the hotel, at least the taxi driver didn't take them to the small hotel casually.

It's just that the two of them didn't know that the taxi company and the Fengrao Hotel were backed by a family, and when they solicited customers, they would naturally give priority to their own business.

If Anthony said he was looking for restaurants, homestays, hospitals, coffee shops, bars, supermarkets, etc., rhubarb teeth can also match his own industry.

As long as you enter the control area of ​​the Homo sapiens, it is basically impossible to avoid the industry of the Homo sapiens company.

The two of Anthony soon checked into the Fengrao Hotel.

　Thank you for your support (ω｀), and thank you book friends for their rewards "after meeting every day".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)