Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Ninety-Two Branches

Nabari agreed to the invitation without fussing over details such as remuneration, which made Zhang Zian heave a sigh of relief.

While waiting for further discussion, Salim suddenly said, "Uncle Nabari, I want to go with you too!"

Nabari and Zhang Zian were startled at the same time.

"You kid, don't you work in Mahru? Before your father asked you to come back, and you still couldn't come back alive, why did you follow me into the desert again? Do you know that the desert is dangerous? It's not a place for you to hang out." Nabari reprimanded in a serious tone.

Salim had already made up his mind that he must go with Nabari, because Nabari was the tribe's best guide, and this was the last time he would lead a team into the desert.

Being a desert guide cannot be learned behind closed doors with textbooks. It must be taught by the teacher's precepts and deeds, and the valuable experience that cannot be described out of thin air is passed down from generation to generation. Nabari went into the desert with his father to learn how to be a guide. If he missed this opportunity, it would be an unacceptable loss for Salim, who aspires to become a guide.

Salim pleaded bitterly: "Uncle Nabari, you are the best guide in the tribe, but you will retire soon. If someone wants to enter the desert, who will be the guide? If there is no qualified guide Isn't it a pity to die in the desert?"

Nabari's heart moved, he looked at the children who were babbling and crawling on the blanket, and fell silent.

He has several children, and the first ones were all daughters. The daughters are all grown up and married now, but the sons are still young. He has no chance to wait for the sons to grow up before passing on the desert guide experience to them. Then Do you want to let your years of experience be lost?

After thinking about it, he finally nodded, "Okay, but you must get your father's permission before I can take you into the desert. If he doesn't agree..."

Salim was so happy that he jumped a foot high, jumped up and hugged Nabari, almost knocked Nabari back, "Thank you, Uncle Nabari! As for my father, don't worry, as long as I am willing to return to the tribe, whether it is He will agree whether to go into the desert or herd sheep—in my opinion, he would rather I learn from you to be a guide than to herd sheep!"

Nabari shook his head helplessly, "It's not enough to get my consent, you must get the consent of the scientific expedition team, after all, they are the protagonists of this trip."

Salim looked at Zhang Zian eagerly.

Zhang Zian knew that he wanted to be a guide to earn a lot of money easily, but the reality might not be as simple as he thought.

As for letting him go into the desert with the scientific expedition team... Zhang Zian doesn't think it's a big problem, as long as he tells Wei Kang that it's the guide's intention, Wei Kang won't have any objections, and adding an extra person won't cost a few dollars. expenses.

"In the scientific expedition team, my words don't count, I'm just in charge of doing chores, but I can help you talk to the main person in charge. As for whether the person in charge agrees, I can't say." Zhang Zian said with reservations, without saying anything Say hello.

"Great! Jeff! I knew you were the best!"

Salim is not stupid. Since the scientific expedition team entrusted Zhang Zian with such an important matter as finding a guide, Zhang Zian must have a lot of weight in the scientific expedition team. As long as Zhang Zian is willing to help, this matter must be sure.

He also wanted to hug Zhang Zian. At this moment, Fei Na turned her head to look to the side. It heard the sound of complicated footsteps approaching. It narrowed its pupils slightly and saw a familiar person.

"Look who this is? Jeff Zhang! We meet again! We are in this kind of place, which proves that we are very destined!"

A somewhat familiar voice came from the door of the shed.

Zhang Zian, Nabari, and Salim looked back at the same time.

The person standing at the door with a smile on his face was none other than Pete Lee, or Li Pete, whom Zhang Zian met in the Queen's Tomb in the Great Pyramid.

Lippett was followed by some middle-aged people of different skin colors and ages, both men and women, all of whom were members of the Universal Information Society who held hands in a circle in the queen's tomb.

Zhang Zian immediately understood that the off-road vehicles parked at the entrance of the village were driven by these people.

But what were they doing in the remote Bedouin tribe?

There are only yellow sand and Gobi, no pyramids, nothing to do with any ancient mysterious buildings, and the Bedouin nation itself is not ancient. Although it is a bit mysterious, it is definitely not the most mysterious nation on earth, it is just a maverick. .

It stands to reason that there is no need for these mystics to visit here unless they have other plans.

Li Pete is wearing a white casual suit that is very easy to get dirty in this environment, with a pink silk scarf in the breast pocket, white pointed leather shoes, crystal sunglasses, and a decorative walking stick. With his old-fashioned gentlemanly demeanor, no one would have guessed that his mind is full of those mysterious self-created theories.

The others also looked like they were not short of money, with extremely happy smiles on their faces, as close as a family, and their eyes were fixed on Zhang Zian, making him feel uncomfortable.

Zhang Zian felt a headache when he saw these people. He didn't want to get involved with these fanatical mystics. He couldn't communicate normally, but the door was blocked. He couldn't just break through the wall to leave. The walls made of branches and reeds are easy to break through, but this is Nabari's home anyway, and you can't make too much noise in other people's homes, and there are still some details that need to be discussed with Nabari.

Salim and Nabari couldn't understand Chinese, they didn't know where these people came from, and they didn't know what relationship they had with Zhang Zian, so they kept silent and didn't speak rashly.

There was no other way, Zhang Zian greeted him nonchalantly, "It turned out to be Mr. Li Pitt, what a coincidence, what wind brought you here?" ..

As he spoke, he raised his head and stared at the boundless blue sky, "Or...there is also a strong pure energy of the universe here?"

Li Pete didn't seem to understand the irony in Zhang Zian's words, and he spread his hands and said frivolously: "Jeff, what are you kidding? With your sensitivity to the pure energy of the universe, you must know that there is nothing but smelly camel dung here. Nothing else."

It was almost evening, Zhang Zian didn't want to spend the night here, and he didn't have time to play riddles with him, so he said bluntly, "Mr. Lipett, since there is no pure energy of the universe here, then what are you planning to do here?"

Li Pete smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Nabari, and he said as if everything was under control: "Of course I'm just like you, looking for a guide to enter the desert."