In the desert hinterland under the setting sun, the three vehicles found a suitable camping location on the west side of the low mountain that stretched for four to five hundred meters.
Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early in the day, Wei Ran did not rush to set up a tent, but instead strolled in circles along the foot of the mountain.
This bare stone mountain is not too high. I don’t know if it is due to the movement of the wind, but the east and west sides of this mountain range that extends almost due south and due north present completely different scenes.
On the east side, the accumulated yellow sand makes the mountain above the surface only about 20 meters high. But on the west side, the distance between the surface and the top of the mountain is more than 40 meters, forming a natural sand barrier.
wall.
Correspondingly, climbing to the top of the mountain from the west side is as difficult as finding water around here, but it is much easier on the east side of the mountain.
Standing on the top of the mountain, Wei Ran glanced at his companions who were camping at the foot of the mountain on the west side and the rising bonfire. Then he found a hot stone and sat down. He took out a telescope from a metal book and observed the surrounding terrain.
Unfortunately, wherever you look, you can see almost endless yellow sand. Only on the southwest skyline can you vaguely see the outline of what appears to be a mountain range.
Without even looking at the satellite map, he could be sure that the faintly visible mountains were most likely located in Libya.
Putting away the telescope, Wei Ran took a few steps back until he was sure that the people at the foot of the mountain could no longer see him, and then he began to make plans in his mind.
For the sake of the 500,000 euros, of course he wouldn't mind using the metal book to find out what happened to Edward's grandfather, Mr. Laws, and what secrets Edward hid.
What's more, after a preliminary inspection of the terrain here and combined with the geographical location, he was basically certain that if he used the metal book to return to Mr. Rouse's era, there was a high probability that he would not encounter a frontal battlefield.
The various dangers encountered, on the contrary, those that may be truly life-threatening may come from the harsh natural environment.
"Sure enough, money can make all the difference..."
Wei Ran murmured to himself while taking out three oil drums and a bright red food box from the metal book.
These three 20-liter oil drums contain kerosene, ice-cold beer, and equally ice-cold fresh water respectively. In the double-layered food box, in addition to leaving a trace of space for the crucial authenticator,
The rest of the space is filled with foods such as chocolate and compressed biscuits.
The only thing that remains uncertain now is whether he can still take out these things when he returns to the era of his grandfather Rouse with the help of the broken telescope provided by Edward.
Waving his hand to put away the food box and three oil drums, Wei Ran patted the sand on his buttocks and walked down the foot of the mountain. He secretly thought about finding an opportunity to ask Soliman to help him in the evening.
A Berber learns some desert survival skills.
By the time he slowly circled back to the west side of the mountains, Saleh, his son, and Mr. Edward had already set up their own tents.
Even the Berber guide had already placed the tagine on the campfire and was busy baking flatbread-like pasta on the hot sand.
"Victor, do you need me to help you put up the tent?" Soliman asked, and at the same time, he handed Wei Ran a coconut with a straw inserted.
“I can do it myself”
Wei Ran took the coconut and took a sip, then asked, "Soliman, can you help me ask the Berber guide how they survived in the desert? Do they have any special survival skills?"
"Survival skills?"
Saleh, who was cutting a watermelon next to him, took over the topic and said, "Just give up. There is no use learning desert survival skills from those Berbers."
Wei Ran simply sat cross-legged on the hot, soft sand and asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"
"They can walk thirty kilometers in the desert with only two legs in one night, but they only need a few sips of water and a few dried dates."
Saleh picked up the cut watermelon and handed it to Mr. Edward next to him. He turned around and took a piece himself. While chewing, he continued, "Whether it's Berber, Bedouin or even rarer."
The Tuareg people have been living in this desert for a long time, and their hearts and bodies have long adapted to the environment here."
"I actually had the same idea as you before." Soliman took a sip of coconut water. "What do you think they said?"
"What did you say?" Wei Ran asked curiously.
"They will only tell you to put more dates in your pocket."
Soliman didn't know whose tone he was imitating, so he continued in a tone of voice, "Also, chase the stars at night, and sleep away from the wind and desert plants during the day."
"Rest during the day and travel at night?"
Wei Ran saw the other party spreading his hands, "I can understand chasing the stars, but why do you have to sleep hiding from the wind and desert plants?"
"The wind will take away the moisture from the body"
Soliman explained nonchalantly, "There are usually scorpions or poisonous snakes hidden near desert plants, but these are just common sense in another way. What? Do you want to imitate that British man who eats Berber?"
Fresh goat testicles provided by humans? And then a disgusting and appetizing wilderness survival experience?”
"I'm not interested." Wei Ran threw the coconut with clean juice to the other party, "Help me split it. I'll put up the tent first."
"If you are interested in trying to survive in the desert wilderness, I can send you 20 kilometers away and let you find a way to walk back on your own."
When Wei Ran passed by him, Saleh held back his bad words and joked, "I believe Ms. Anna will be interested in my proposal."
"Then I can only eat my Mr. Photographer"
Wei Ran responded to the other party's teasing with ridicule, strolled to the back of the armored pickup truck, opened the tarp and began to take out things.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This time when Mr. Edward came to walk in the desert, although Teacher Anna specially arranged a truck for him to transport supplies, to be on the safe side, Wei Ran was also on his own
There are a lot of things in the car.
In addition to a full set of camping supplies and two spare tires, this small cargo compartment also contains two additional 100-liter iron barrels, which naturally contain vital fuel and equally vital fuel.
freshwater.
However, when he threw the recliner that was purely for enjoyment out of the car and was about to move out the tent that was rolled up randomly, he found that two pairs of iconic big ears popped out of the tent! At the same time, the tent
There was also a strong stinky smell permeating the air!
"Soliman, what's going on?"
Wei Ran held the collar of a fennec fox in one hand and shouted to Soliman who was not far away. Although these two little things were obviously not yet adults, and the light blue bows on their necks were also
It proves that these two little things may have owners.
"Why did you steal two little foxes? Do you want to keep them as pets?" Soliman obviously didn't understand the situation yet.
"Why did I steal them when I had nothing to do?" Wei Ran asked helplessly, "They were in my cargo compartment, and they even peed on my tent."
"Didn't you steal it?"
Soliman turned to look at the Berber guide not far away and asked a few questions in Arabic that Wei Ran could not understand. The latter stood up and came to Wei Ran's side to look at the two little ones with feces and urine on their bodies.
The guy pointed at the sand at his feet nonchalantly, then said something, then continued back to the campfire and started busy cooking.
"He said it should be a gift from the children in the tribe."
Soliman came over with a watermelon and explained as he gnawed, "Their tribe raises a lot of these little things. These two should be the ones born three or four months ago. If you find it troublesome, you can just throw them anywhere."
Just let them fend for themselves. If you want to keep them, you can use sand to wash them."
"Why are those Berbers raising so many foxes?" Wei Ran asked as he jumped out of the pickup truck carrying these two smelly things.
"Don't underestimate them"
Soliman explained nonchalantly, "These little things are good at catching scorpions, and they even dare to bite even poisonous snakes."
"Just to catch scorpions and poisonous snakes?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously, "Do the Berbers also eat poisonous snakes and scorpions?"
Soliman slapped his forehead and said, "Victor, are you an idiot? Those Berbers don't sleep on beds in buildings like people in the city. In this desert, no matter whether they are poisonous snakes or scorpions, they can
Even if people can avoid it, their camels and goats will suffer the same fate."
"I thought they were just pets," Wei Ran grinned. He really didn't expect that these cute little things actually had jobs.
"Berbers don't need useless pets"
Soliman became interested when he said this, licking his lips and said, "But I heard from the Berbers that the meat of these little things is actually quite delicious, especially after being bitten by a poisonous snake, it is not as good as us..."
"Forget it, let's keep them alive."
Wei Ran forced these two smelly little things to Soliman, "Help wash them with sand. I will set up a tent first. When I get back, I will ask if I can take them back to Russia. I will use these two little things as pawns."
It’s a suitable gift.”
"It must be for a woman..." Soliman judged with great certainty.
While Soliman was bathing the two little ones with sand, almost burying them alive, Wei Ran also set up a tent stained with large urine stains.
"Soliman, did you bring a spare tent?" Wei Ran asked with a frown. Although the smell was not big, it would inevitably make the smell in the tent a bit unpleasant.
Soliman gloated and took out the two foxes with only their heads exposed in the sand and threw them into Wei Ran's tent, "I didn't expect to encounter such a situation, so I'm sorry, I didn't bring a spare tent.
