Late at night, in the wilderness.
Ma Rulong, who is 1.8 Meters tall, is squatting in the weeds with his back hunched over. He is quietly browsing those unspeakable Western images by the dazzling light of his mobile phone screen.
Intermittent Western wheezing sounds leaked from the inferior speakers, which was particularly harsh in the silent wilderness.
The dim light illuminated Ma Rulong's half-entranced profile, and also illuminated the shadows that were quietly gathering from all directions - they were a group of mutated beetles, following the light and sound, darkly crawling towards Ma Rulong...
