Chapter 1195 Agreed Cooperation

Zhang Zian always thought that he was very good at talking nonsense in a serious manner, but now he realized that there are people beyond the human world, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

To be fair, Lipett's sensational theories should have a market in street stall magazines or train station newsstands. If he writes a book, he might become a best-selling author.

However, there are no absolutes in the world. If the ancient map held by Li Pitt is true, and there is really a pyramid hidden in the desert for thousands of years, it would be a good place to place the statue of the cat god.

Although Lipett and the others are very paranoid, paranoid people tend to have a strong ability to act, and they are not short of money, they are all decent people with status and status, if they can really get something rare Not surprising.

Zhang Zian asked without any hope: "You probably won't show your...ancient map to others casually, will you?"

Li Pitt laughed and said, "That map is tattooed on sheepskin, and it's very worn, so you can't carry it around with you. How about it, Jeff, do you have any other questions?"

"When are you leaving?" Zhang Zian asked again.

"The sooner the better, we can't wait to reach our destination, absorb the pure and huge cosmic energy, improve ourselves, and evolve to a higher level! As long as the food and water are ready, we can go at any time, but we can accommodate you Time arrangement." Lipett said pretendingly generous.

The sun is setting and evening is coming, and the desert and Gobi without vegetation are cooling down rapidly.

Zhang Zian glanced at the sky and estimated that the scientific expedition team would need a whole day to prepare supplies, mainly food and water. Other scientific research equipment and rented off-road vehicles were easy to talk about.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the earliest." He said.

"Okay, let's gather here the morning after tomorrow, see you soon." Li Pete smiled and held out his hand.

Zhang Zian shook hands with him symbolically.

"Let's go back to the city together now? We have to hurry up and prepare supplies. If you need anything, we can do it for you." Li Pete made a "please" gesture.

"No need, I have something to do, so I have to stay a little longer." Zhang Zian refused.

Li Pitt gave Nabari a warning look, as if to say that he should not think of slipping away early, otherwise he would be violating your chief's order.

Nabari was silent.

In fact, Zhang Zian stayed here for a real reason, not to stealthily poach the corners, he knew the customs of the Bedouin, and he would not force others to make things difficult for him.

He wants to ask Salim to record a video to prove that Shihua's rescue incident was not a show, which is very important. It's fine if you don't get a reward for saving people, and you must not suffer innocent injustice.

Li Pitt led the members of the society to drive away together, and the Bedouin tribe finally recovered its calm.

Smoke rises from the huts one after another. After the sun goes down, people who have been hungry for a day can finally start eating.

Nabari firmly invited Zhang Zian to stay for dinner. These Sadi Bedouins are very hospitable. Although they have a poor family, they are willing to share all their things with the guests.

For dinner, Nabali’s wife baked flatbread, dipped in a red sauce with garlic in it, served with tomato slices, cucumber slices, dates, and milk wine. Compared with the outside, it was quite shabby, but the home That's about it for the food, nothing to fault.

Nabari wanted to ask Salim to go out with him to slaughter a sheep, and then roast it to eat, but was stopped by Zhang Zian's persuasion - there is no refrigerator here, and three people can finish a sheep? If you can't finish it, it's wasted.

The flatbread dipping sauce tastes okay, but those who are used to fine food in the city can easily notice that if you chew carefully, you can feel the fine grains of sand mixed in the flatbread.

After the meal, a bonfire was lit in the center of the village, and the men gathered around the bonfire to sing and dance, probably marking the end of another day of celebrating Ramadan. They didn't have musical instruments, they simply clapped the beat with their palms. The children ran happily around the campfire, while the women watched from afar.

Nabari did not take part in the festivities, sitting indoors smoking a hookah and looking thoughtfully at the bonfire.

Because the air is extremely dry and there is no light pollution in the city, the night sky in the desert is extremely pure, even more pure than the night sky anywhere Zhang Zian has been. When you look up, you can see the sky full of stars.

By the light of the fire, Zhang Zian took out his mobile phone and explained the whole story to Salim with some reservations. He only told him that the girl who rescued him was in trouble in China. People suspected that her rescue was a scam and asked him to record it. A video, telling the truth to the Chinese audience, proving the girl's innocence.

Salim was filled with righteous indignation, his face flushed, and he shouted: "That girl risked her life to save me, but she was still slandered by others? Is there any reason! Jeff, you said that girl is called Shihua right?"

"That's right, um, this is a screenshot from her live broadcast."

Zhang Zian showed him a screenshot.

When Salim saw Shihua's face, his eyes almost popped out, and he didn't breathe for half a minute!

God! This is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in this life, the previous life, and the next life!

Whether it's the female tourists from foreign countries or the young local girls in Alexandria who don't cover their faces, they all add up to less than one eyelash of hers!

This girl must have saved the world in her previous life, and the true god will bestow on her a peerless face!

Such a beautiful girl is actually her savior?

If this is not fate, what else is?

He stared at this screenshot obsessively, with a smirk all over his face.

To be honest, Salim's reaction was not what Zhang Zian expected. He was astonished to find a girl with a beauty camera on any live broadcast platform, let alone Shihua.

"Okay! For Shihua, don't ask me to record a video, even if it takes my life, I will agree!" Salim wished he could take out his heart and present it to Shihua.

Zhang Zian smiled and said: "You are too serious. Your life is your own. No one has the right to take it. Just tell the camera your name, ethnicity, where you work, and what happened that day. The more detailed the better. By the way, try not to mention my name in the video, if you must mention it, say Jeff."

Salim didn't quite understand why Zhang Zian didn't want to reveal his full name to the audience, but it didn't matter, his mind was full of the beautiful image of the girl who saved him...

"By the way, will Chinese parents accept a foreign son-in-law?" He suddenly asked without thinking.

Zhang Zian couldn't bear to hit him, maybe he even chose the child's name...