[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

India, West Bengal, Calcutta.

This is one of the most densely populated cities in the world.It is conservatively estimated that one-third of the population lives in slums.Looking around, a large piece of black and blue plastic sheeting is intertwined, so densely packed that you can't see the end.The heat of the tropics leaves the crowded huts with a suffocating smell of sweat, sewage, and garbage.A regular water supply is severely lacking, let alone the necessary public infrastructure.

And under this dirty and messy appearance, there are more and worse things - endless violence, marijuana products everywhere, stretches of red light districts...

"If you don't come to this kind of place, you will never imagine how bad things can be." Wei Yang said.

At this time, he was in his earthen house, answering a patient's question about his impression of the place.A dim incandescent lamp flickered, casting shadows on the only set of tables, chairs and a cabinet in the room, and the hospital bed was just a thin mattress on the hard mud floor.

Just thinking about it, you can tell that a mud house is much better than a plastic shed.Except for areas with relatively better conditions, this is the special treatment provided to medical staff-doctors in slums will always be in short supply.

The patient was only a girl of six or seven years old.She was not surprised by this answer, because if a person grows up in this environment, he already knows the cruelty of the world. "The place where you grew up must be better than ours, right? Then why are you still here, Yang?"

Wei Yang did not directly answer this question. "You know my name, but do you know the original meaning of my name?"

The little girl shook her head, her big eyes flickering in the light.

"It's the sun." Wei Yang pointed out the window.But it was already night, and there was only dim moonlight outside. "When the sun still rises every day, people will have hope."

These words were a bit difficult for a child to understand, and the little girl nodded with a vague understanding. "Then I like Yang. Also, they all say you're pretty. I think you're pretty too." She said emphatically.

"Thank you." Wei Yang burst out laughing. "You will look better when you grow up." He looked out of the window again, "Go to sleep, and you will be fine when the sun comes out tomorrow."

After arranging a few patients, Wei Yang tiptoed out the door.There was a small open space outside the house, and he stood there looking at the sky with a heavy heart.

Originally, he decided to come here only for the target No. [-] - Dr. Banner, a pioneer in the field of gamma ray research, but because of an accidental experiment, he would transform into a green man with infinite power when he was emotionally excited. The big man - the favorability degree.But after staying for two or three months, he now feels that even if his favorability does not change for a single star, it is still meaningful for him to come here.But in fact, in terms of Banner, he now has three stars.

"Have you fixed it, Yang?" A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Wei Yang looked back and saw his neighbor—Dr. Banner—coming over. "Did you hear that, Bruce?" Although the house is made of rammed earth, the sound insulation effect is not very good because it is smoothed by hand.

Banner smiled sheepishly. "I heard her say you're pretty." He replied, patted his body -- it must be said, his suit was so dusty that it couldn't see the color.

"That's not the point of our conversation." Wei Yang also smiled. "You've been here for a long time, how do you answer the children's questions?"

"It's hard." The smile on Banner's face faded a bit. "I've tried fairy tales—but if they all know it's a fairy tale, it doesn't make much sense."

Wei Yang didn't speak for a while.Isn't it true, you know that fairy tales are false at such a young age, so what did you say? "In any case, you are more experienced, right?"

"I'm just an amateur," Banner said with a swipe. "How do you say that - the barefoot doctor, yes! If you really want to say it, I don't think your answer just now could be better." He turned his eyes Looking at Wei Yang, "By the way, are you a medical major?"

"No, but I have been in the hospital for two years." Wei Yang replied, this is the real truth.

"Oh, that's good." Banner nodded, "I think you're pretty good at it. You know, it's not so easy to be popular here with a British accent."

People in Calcutta have mixed feelings about the British for historical reasons - not a good word, to be honest.

"So you're not the only one talking about me." Wei Yang laughed.To be honest, he also has an oriental face; Sherlock is the typical English-looking Englishman with a London accent.

He spoke teasingly, and Banner laughed too. "Indeed, Sherlock confuses me." He tried to describe the confusion more clearly, "I don't know, how did he speak Indian English fluently in such a short period of time? You know, back then When I came, it took a while to get used to their accent."

Indian English is said to be English, but basically, it probably doesn't sound like English at all, and it still doesn't sound like English when you listen carefully-don't doubt, this is the truth, without any exaggeration.Take Wei Yang as an example, if there is no phantom translator, he must have language barriers.

"He's good at languages, but you don't react the same way as many other people I know." Wei Yang pointed out, "They usually care more about what he says." big question ok?

Banner understood what he was alluding to. "I've heard quite a few of them. Some of them, I have to say, are pretty infuriating. Luckily, I haven't experienced them myself."

Wei Yang glanced at him.Sherlock didn't really have anything to say about Banner, both because there really wasn't much to say (who would say anything to a guy who actually committed suicide to make sure the Hulk wouldn't show up again?), and because the consequences were dire - if Enrage Banner, and the Hulk is about to come out.It would be an absolute disaster to smash it in a place with such a high population density.

"I thought we had a common ground, and you'd better not get this," he said finally. "I can't guarantee that I'll be able to communicate with another you."

Banner showed a wry smile.The reason why he hid in the slums was because no one in this place was highly educated and the transmission of information was slow, so he would not know the meaning of the name Bruce Banner.Similarly, people outside would not want to come in, except for people like him who had nowhere to go.

"I thought it was the perfect plan for me to come here. No thrills, no shapeshifting, people can't find me," he said, clearly not happy with his plan, as it was done out of necessity from. "I will spend the rest of my life here without harming anyone. Even, I can save a few people..."

Wei Yang stared at him. "You don't have to blame yourself for that. It's not your responsibility. No one wants bad things to happen, especially you."

"You sidestep the logic that he's also me," Banner said.He has always had an evasive attitude towards the Hulk, usually referring to him as "he". "Anyway, at least I have to thank you for not being intimidated. By God, I haven't spoken to anyone outside in years."

"Scared away? Does the 'you' you mean include me?" A voice from the horizontal stab broke in. "Are you serious?"

The two turned their heads at the same time, and saw Sherlock striding over.He must have run a lot, because the leather shoes are covered with dust, but his coat is still spotless.

"I must strongly protest this." Sherlock quickly walked up to the two and continued, "Because I usually do this."

Wei Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Even if it's true, you don't need to take it as an honor, do you?"

"Well, I can believe that to be true, but..." Banner obviously thought it was weird enough, too.

"I guess you just want to know what we're here for." Sherlock went on quickly, as if he didn't hear the rebuttal. "I can also say the fact that there is no better resort than here."

"Yes...wait?" Banner realized that he had a hearing problem after speaking halfway through, "Resort? Are you sure it's not irony?"

"Fights, murders, criminals..." Sherlock slid into the room and came out again, "When you open your eyes, there is a case. Calcutta is a paradise, isn't it?" He walked up to Wei Yang again and gave him a kiss, " If you don’t come back at night, don’t wait for me.” Then he tightened his windbreaker and strode away again.

"It looks like he came back to get something." Wei Yang said, with remnants of helplessness in his tone.

"Wait," Banner was still shocked, "What did he just say is the truth?"

Wei Yang nodded. "Haven't you heard it many times?"

"No, I said the resort he mentioned before." Banner emphasized, with a look of disbelief, "Don't tell me, are you really here for vacation?"

"It seems to be true."

"... annual leave?" Banner asked hopelessly.Which company lives in the slums during the annual leave?

"No," Wei Yang answered him dryly, "Honeymoon."