The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

As time went by, the bus stop gradually became busier. Huang Feipeng's gaze began to wander among the surrounding crowd; he observed different people and sensed their emotions. A middle-aged man was discussing work issues on the phone, his brow furrowed, appearing somewhat anxious. Huang Feipeng couldn't help but feel the pressure the man was under, which gave him a deeper understanding of the world.

Suddenly, a young woman walked up to the bench, carrying a heavy shopping bag. She glanced at Huang Feipeng on the bench, seemed hesitant, but ultimately sat down on the other side. Huang Feipeng noticed her slightly tired expression and felt a pang of concern.

"Hello, you look a little tired," Huang Feipeng said, deliberately using a slightly concerned tone. "Do you need any help?"

The girl paused slightly, looking into Huang Feipeng's eyes. She replied with some surprise, "Oh, no need, thank you. I just went shopping and am waiting for my ride home."

Huang Feipeng nodded, trying his best to appear friendly. He knew that he wasn't just pretending to be someone else, but also trying to build some kind of connection with others. Deep down, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction from this interaction. He could feel his relationship with these strangers, however brief, yet it allowed him to experience different emotions in the process.

The noise at the bus stop gradually increased, and Huang Feipeng began to feel a subtle weariness. His disguise, though simple, had become tiring from the long wait and observation. He began to wonder if this disguise and role-playing could truly bring him the enjoyment he expected.

Just then, the arrival of the bus broke his reverie. Huang Feipeng saw people standing up, preparing to board. He stood up, ready to leave the bus stop. His feelings were still somewhat complicated; although he had experienced many interesting emotions and interactions during the process, he also felt a vague sense of fatigue.

Stepping out of the bus stop, Huang Feipeng's heart began to calm down. He realized that while this pretense and role-playing were fun, they also made him feel somewhat tired. He began to appreciate these small changes in life more, and at the same time, he understood the emotions and psychological experiences he had when trying out various roles. He gained a deeper understanding of his inner timidity and anxiety, and gradually accepted these emotions.

After a day of disguise and role-playing, Huang Feipeng was feeling slightly tired. On his way home, while passing through a less-traveled neighborhood, he stumbled upon a hidden entrance leading to the city's sewer system. The entrance was half-closed by an iron gate, with a faint light filtering through. Huang Feipeng's curiosity was piqued; he stopped his bicycle and approached the mysterious entrance.

Huang Feipeng hesitated. Although he knew it might be an adventure, his curiosity and desire for new experiences ultimately led him to decide to investigate. He took a deep breath, pushed open the iron door, and heard a dull creak from behind it. Once the door opened, he saw a dark, damp sewer entrance, with stairs winding downwards and disappearing into the shadows.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to go down the stairs. Huang Feipeng carefully descended the stairs, the steps echoing softly beneath his feet. The surroundings gradually darkened, the air thick with dampness and a musty smell. Huang Feipeng began to feel nervous; his heart raced, and his steps became even more cautious.

At the end of the stairs, he found a narrow tunnel. The tunnel walls were covered in wet droplets, and the ground was strewn with mud and puddles. Huang Feipeng stood at the tunnel entrance, trying to calm himself. He knew that although the environment was unfriendly, this unknown experience might bring him different feelings and insights.

He took a deep breath and stepped into the tunnel. With each step forward, darkness gradually swallowed his vision. He turned on his phone's flashlight, the faint light illuminating the path ahead. In this narrow tunnel, his feelings became more complex. He found himself both excited and uneasy. This feeling reminded him of some of his previous adventures, but this one felt even more solitary and mysterious.

At the end of the tunnel, Huang Feipeng found a fork in the road. To the left was a narrow, older, and damp path, while to the right was a slightly wider passage. He stood at the fork, a sense of conflict welling up inside him. He didn't know which path to choose, nor was he sure where each path would lead him. A vague fear lingered in his heart, but at the same time, he was filled with curiosity.

Ultimately, he chose the passage on the right. This decision made him somewhat nervous, but he still resolutely walked forward. Gradually, a faint light appeared at the end of the passage, which brought Huang Feipeng a sense of relief. He knew that the appearance of light meant that the end of the passage might be an exit or another unknown space.

At the end of the passage, Huang Feipeng found a small door. Covered in dust, it looked like it hadn't been opened in a long time. He took a deep breath and pushed it open. Behind the door was a relatively spacious room, filled with various discarded items, and a rusty old machine in the corner. A sense of wonder welled up inside Huang Feipeng; this place seemed like a forgotten world, and his heart began to fill with the excitement of exploration.

He slowly walked around the room, observing the surrounding objects. There were some faded nameplates on the old machines, and Huang Feipeng tried to illuminate them with the beam of his flashlight to make out the words engraved on them. He found that the nameplates had some blurry numbers and letters written on them, but most of them had become difficult to recognize due to long-term use.

In one corner of the room stood a worn-out table, upon which lay some old documents and papers. Huang Feipeng curiously examined them; though most were yellowed and faded, he could still find some interesting information. His excitement grew with these discoveries, as if he were exploring a forgotten history.

He carefully examined some documents and found records about urban development on the papers. Although the content was limited, Huang Feipeng found the information revealed in these documents quite interesting. He began to wonder if these records could provide him with some background knowledge about urban development, or help him understand some of the city's secrets.

Before entering the sewers, Huang Feipeng was actually somewhat reluctant. His curiosity and desire for adventure had always been the driving force behind his actions, but when faced with that dark and sunless iron gate, he felt a deep hesitation.