The next morning, everyone got up very early. They didn't even need Peter's urging to get out of their tents. Everyone was excited and uneasy, and they vaguely felt that the critical moment of this operation had arrived.
After breakfast, everyone gathered together. The difference was that Peter's team had already packed up their tents and were ready to go, while the expedition team's tents were still untouched. The same was true for Nabari's and Salem's tents.
It was time to part ways for now.
"According to our previous agreement, my team and I will enter the Devil's Sea, and Professor Wei's team will stay here. If we haven't returned after 72 hours …" Peter looked at Nabari. "Mr. Nabari, please take them out of the desert first. When you return to the tribe, tell your chief that he will fulfill the promise for me."
Nabari nodded gravely.
"Of course, what I said does not mean that we will encounter danger in the Devil's Sea. It is more likely that we will encounter something interesting and forget to return, which will delay our time." Peter may have felt that his words were a little inauspicious, so he added, "Along the way, we have recorded the GPS coordinates along the way. We can return safely on our own. Even if we are delayed for a few days, we will implement a quota of food and water on the way back. Just bear with it and it will be over. It is not a big deal."
He chuckled. "It is not the first time we have been hungry. We have been in the predicament of food shortages in other places, but haven't we survived? What do you say, guys? "
"Well said!"
"We have no problem!"
His team members confidently agreed with him.
Whether it was Peter's team or the expedition team, they were well prepared before entering the desert. They brought plenty of water and food. As he said, even if they were delayed in the Devil's Sea for a few more days, the journey back would be more difficult. If there were no other accidents, they would still be able to walk out of the desert safely.
The quota of food and water was a blow to morale. If it was a team with ulterior motives, it was likely that there would be internal strife due to insufficient food and water or uneven distribution. There were many such cases. Unless it was a last resort, Wei Kang would not dare to take this risk.
However, Peter Lee's team was a team that had been tested. Every member had the same beliefs. The possibility of internal strife was very low, so they were full of confidence.
To be honest, the expedition team only needed to take care of their own mess and did not have the spare energy to worry about others. Wei Kang knew this very well, so he nodded slightly to show that he understood.
Salem, who loved adventure, wanted to follow Peter's team to the Devil's Sea to broaden his horizons. Later, when he led a team into the desert alone, he would have something to brag about. You see, other Bedouin guides don't dare to enter the Devil's Sea, but I dare!
But when Salem saw Uncle Nabari's face, he knew that the application was invalid.
Zhang Zian struggled for a long time last night and still couldn't make up his mind. According to his own analysis, the possibility of encountering danger in the Devil's Sea was not high. However, there must be a reason why the Bedouins did not dare to enter the Devil's Sea. Since they were already here, it would be a pity if they did not go in.
"Jeff, I have time in these three days. You must teach me more Chinese!"
Salem ran over and put his arm around Zhang Zian's shoulder.
Along the way, Zhang Zian taught him some sporadic Chinese greetings, but Salem was not satisfied. If he only wanted to learn greetings, he could go to those small merchants who sold goods to Chinese tourists to learn. What he wanted to learn was real Chinese.
Zhang Zian was also quite helpless. Salem had easily learned a few greetings, and now he was looking down on Chinese. Did he think that Chinese was easy to learn? Just the various relationships and titles of relatives in Chinese were enough to make him suffer!
Other than Zhang Zian himself, no one else knew that he was considering entering the Devil's Sea. So, after Peter Lee finished speaking, he called his team members to get in the car and set off.
Zhang Zian had to swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth, because he felt that explaining his motives was very troublesome. Whether it was Fina or the Holy Cat statue, he could not explain it clearly. Perhaps everyone would even think that he wanted to share the spoils with Peter Lee.
So … there was only one option left, and that was to find an opportunity and an excuse to drive into the Devil's Sea in three days.
Another reason that was difficult to speak of was that, in line with the principle of letting others die, they could follow Peter Lee's route and let them walk in front of the mine … If something really happened in front of them, they would still be able to escape if they saw that the situation was not good.
He glanced at Fina, who was also very calm. It seemed that it did not care whether or not they could enter the Devil's Sea.
The expedition team watched as Peter Lee's team lined up in a long line, raising sand and dust in the air. They drove into the small beehive-like dunes and disappeared in a short while. They could only judge their position by the direction of the dust in the air.
After a while, the dust settled, and the team was completely gone.
Wei Kang clapped his hands and woke the expedition team from their indescribable disappointment. He said, "Everyone, don't just stand there. Start working. Set up infrared cameras on the nearby traffic routes where there may be wild animals. Xiao Zhang, use the drone to explore the nearby terrain. "
"Okay."
Everyone responded and found their own things to do.
Nabari and Salem were not assigned tasks. The former spread a blanket and sat down, smoking a hookah while looking worriedly at the Devil's Sea. The latter shamelessly pestered Zhang Zian, saying that he would help him, but in reality, he was pestering him to learn Chinese.
Zhang Zian controlled the drone to take off. Although Peter Lee's team could no longer be seen with the naked eye, through the drone's camera, he could still see the dust raised by the team.
He paid attention to the route of the team and secretly remembered it in his heart. He responded to Salem from time to time.
"Jeff, I want to learn the most authentic Chinese, not the kind of written communication language. Do you understand what I mean? I found that you Chinese people rarely say 'hello' when you meet each other. How do you usually greet each other? "Salem asked.
"We don't say 'hello' between acquaintances. It's too formal. When strangers meet … we don't say it often, either," Zhang Zian responded.
"Yes! I found that too. So when I meet Sihwa for the first time, how do you think I should greet her? Do you have any good suggestions? "Salem thought deeply." I want to make her feel amazing! "
Zhang Zian was thinking about other questions in his mind. He answered randomly, "Amazing … Usually, when we meet, we say, 'What are you looking at?'"
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