There are problems everywhere

It has been proven that when a person who appears exceptionally unusual from all perspectives confidently tells you everything is under control, you can basically expect nothing—Lin Feng realized this truth relatively late. It wasn't until Vivienne spoke fluent, authentic Proto-Indo-European to inquire with the locals that he stood there dumbfounded, deeply questioning whether his departure preparation was too hasty.

A dazed landlord, a werewolf girl who had almost fallen asleep but was still struggling to walk upright, and a seemingly reliable vampire who was completely clueless at critical moments—all three arrived in a foreign land full of confidence but encountered an unprecedented crisis: they were lost, couldn't communicate, and because they hadn't done any research before leaving, they hadn't even checked online for how to ask for directions in an unfamiliar language. Of course, there were also reasons related to experience; Lin Feng was a bit disoriented, and he hadn't even thought of asking airport staff for help—even if these staff members couldn't pass a basic Mandarin proficiency test, they should at least be able to tell you how to get to the nearest embassy. But this clueless guy didn't even think of it.

Vivienne, speaking in a strange accent, communicated with a passing local old man for a long time. Lin Feng listened to the almost extinct Old English from many years ago and was bewildered, while the old man, being detained by Vivienne, was even more stunned than him. The poor old man, at such an advanced age, was actually repeatedly asking "what" in his own country's native language (genuine goods)...

"You don't have to try so hard," Lin Feng pulled Vivienne, "The English you're using was spoken around the 11th century. Do you know how big the difference in accents is between people from a thousand years ago and modern people? Look up how Ancient Chinese was pronounced a thousand years ago, and you'll understand."

Vivienne looked dismayed, "Why has it changed so much? I thought the environment might have changed a bit, but at least people's speech shouldn't have changed much. At most, what I'm saying should be equivalent to Classical Chinese for them... How could even the pronunciation have changed?"

Lin Feng sighed deeply, "When you were born, humans were basically relying on varying lengths of screams and pounding their chests and stomping their feet to communicate. Even if you're usually confused, you couldn't have overlooked this, could you?"

"I'm not that old!" Vivienne widened her eyes, "You're talking about the Primitive Age!"

At this point, the confused British old man, bewildered by Vivienne, seemed like the two young men and women were arguing, so he quickly stepped forward to intervene (the old man was still quite a gentleman, not even irritated by the almost extraterrestrial language of Old English), and he pulled Lin Feng's arm, repeatedly asking, "Chinese? Are you Chinese?"

Lin Feng blinked, fortunately, his basic English foundation hadn't been completely abandoned, so he nodded vigorously.

The patient old gentleman smiled and pointed to a spot next to the terminal where uniformed airport staff were standing: even if Lin Feng and Vivienne were slow on the uptake, they should have realized by now.

Lin Feng and Vivienne exchanged embarrassed glances, thanked the old gentleman profusely, and then dragged the almost sleeping Muyun to the airport staff. The staff member was a handsome young man, neatly dressed in uniform, looking energetic. Vivienne approached and asked, "%￥@@%￥#￥#%￥@?"

Lin Feng pushed the vampire who dropped the ball at a critical moment aside and smiled at the airport staff, who looked confused. He couldn't finish his sentence like that, so he softened his tone and switched to more standard Mandarin: "Hello, I can't speak English. I want to go somewhere, who should I ask?"

The airport staff furrowed his brows and listened carefully, trying hard to decipher the pronunciation in his mind for a while, then showed a professional smile and pointed to a nearby parking lot. He awkwardly said in Chinese, "There, taxi drivers, some Chinese, go... ask them for help."

Clearly, the airport staff couldn't come up with the rest of the sentence.

This was quite satisfactory. Lin Feng thanked the airport staff very happily, turned around, and walked towards the parking lot. He couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the inconveniences of being abroad in a foreign land. It wasn't until this moment that he gradually realized this was indeed a task, a task that was exhausting—Crow 12345 said it was to train new employees' ability to handle things, and that was absolutely true!

Crow 12345 probably calculated that as soon as Lin Feng got a large sum of money and the opportunity to travel on public funds, he would immediately forget everything and just go out without any plans.

Of course, there was another possibility: Crow 12345 knew from the beginning that there were two unreliable companions around Lin Feng, so this was an opportunity to let him adapt in advance...

Although many things were unprepared when they set out, at least Lin Feng knew to book a hotel online in advance. And because of the sufficient funds, the hotel he booked was quite high-end. At least the official website stated that the hotel staff were proficient in several foreign languages and could provide high-quality service for Chinese tourists—now Lin Feng didn't dare to expect whether the service would be good or not, he just hoped the staff could smoothly take him to the room. Once in a quiet place, his first priority would be to contact Crow 12345 to see if he could find some tasks to help.

After being led by a Chinese-speaking driver who could barely communicate for almost an hour, Lin Feng and his party finally arrived in the center of London and arrived at the hotel they had booked earlier. After paying the fare (not sure if they were ripped off, Lin Feng didn't care about that now), Vivienne looked up at the sky, which was already bright, and sighed softly, "So many years have passed, when I first came here, there weren't so many buildings."

"Why don't you talk about when you first set foot in Europe, humans were still living in trees?" Lin Feng supported the swaying Muyun, sarcastically commenting on this useless vampire, "You've lived for so long, why don't you think about the gap in lifespan between you and humans? Today, encountering such great difficulties, half of the reason is that I placed too much hope on you."

Vivienne frowned, looking serious, "I have a good temper, but I also have the dignity of a high-ranking bloodline. If you continue to mock me like this, it's disrespectful to the nobility..."

"Pay next month's rent."

"Of course, the mouth is on you, and as a noble, I won't be too petty with you." 

Lin Feng: "..."

It was the first time in his life that he had seen a noble who could be forced to this extent by a month's rent!

"As planned, let's rest here for a day or two, adjust to the time difference, tidy up our information, and then I'll submit a report to Crow 12345. Then we'll set off on the second or third day." Lin Feng sighed, "The address Crow 12345 gave is too remote. Based on our experience this morning, it's probably very difficult to ask the

 locals for directions."

The three of them walked towards the hotel entrance, unaware that on the sixth floor of the hotel, a curtain on a window was suddenly pulled open, and a sharp gaze swept down for a few seconds before the curtain returned to its original position.