Storms in the Sahara are common, but such big storms are indeed rare. Unfortunately, Feng Jun encountered one within five hours of entering the Sahara.
This storm not only had strong winds, but in so places, it also ford vortices, creating tornadoes. The wind was so powerful that even heavy off-road vehicles couldn’t withstand it and were blown over.
However, Feng Jun was puzzled. An off-road vehicle weighs over two tons, and previously, when he was setting up a tent, he sensed that within a hundred-kiloter radius, there were absolutely no houses or vehicles.
How could such a large vehicle be blown over from a hundred kiloters away in just over two hours?
But now wasn’t the ti to consider this problem. There were two n and two won in the off-road vehicle, all in a state of unconsciousness.
Feng Jun had previously been sued after rescuing soone, but seeing this scene, he instinctively stood up.
At this mont, a thought from the Earth Spirit ca over, "Boss, should I take care of them?"
Hmm? Feng Jun was stunned upon hearing this, "Attacking without distinguishing right from wrong? Do you have such a fondness for killing?"
"No," the Earth Spirit quickly denied, originally intending to flatter, so it absolutely didn’t want Feng Jun to misunderstand, "This is the territory of your enemies, aren’t his people... all ant to die?"
"What if they’re just passing by?" Feng Jun scolded it with a bad temper, thinking to himself how the Earth Spirit was indeed clumsy and simple-minded.
Then he thought of sothing and sternly warned it, "You need to understand that humans are my kind, and even if they are at fault, whether they deserve to die or not is not for you to decide, understand?"
"I get it. Should I ask you first, boss?" The Earth Spirit imdiately expressed that it understood the rules.
In fact, it had made similar mistakes before. In helping the Redwood Essence transform Netherworld Island, it had deliberately or unconsciously broken two small trees in the Qi Refinent Realm out of frustration, only to be severely reprimanded by the Redwood Essence.
To cover up its true intentions, it expressed its lack of understanding: You also often accidentally destroy small trees.
The Redwood Essence hit it again, clearly telling it: "With my race, whether to kill or not, whether they should die or not, how to kill... that’s my business. Just do your work honestly."
But earlier, the Earth Spirit had forgotten this matter, just assuming that the enemy’s subordinates were naturally also enemies. After Feng Jun’s words, it imdiately noted down silently, promising itself never to make such a mistake again.
However, this interruption made Feng Jun hesitate — what if there were four people from the Mai Nation inside?
Feng Jun was genuinely annoyed with people from the Mai Nation, always causing trouble even when there was none, although there were understanding people like Sofia, but they were too scarce — Sofia in the Mai Nation was considered a non-mainstream.
In the end, he didn’t take out his mobile phone but instead increased the level of the defensive formation and expanded it slightly, directly enclosing the off-road vehicle within it.
The off-road vehicle landed on its side, and Feng Jun flipped it over, sensed that the life signs inside were stable, then raised his hand and broke the window of the driver’s cabin — it was the only intact door.
The people inside had done well in their safety asures. Regardless of whether it was the two n in the front or the two won in the back, they not only fastened their seat belts but were also tied with straps, and even wore motorcycle helts on their heads.
Feng Jun had already vaguely guessed why these people were here.
However, despite their thorough preparations, two of them were still unconscious — the man in the passenger seat and a woman in the back seat.
Feng Jun opened the car door, glanced at the four people, mumbled softly, then turned and left, "None of them will die."
The man in the driver’s seat was in the best condition. Though disoriented from the toss, he quickly regained his senses. He shook his head, removed his helt, rubbed his eyes, looked around, and began to untie the straps on his body.
Feng Jun had already sat back in his chair. Because the light was too dim, he took out a large ergency lamp, placed it on the table, and turned it on, instantly illuminating the area.
The driver got out of the car, turned, and shouted sothing into the car. Shortly after, a woman from the back seat helped, and the two of them first pulled the man in the passenger seat out of the car.
During this process, the woman in the back seat also regained consciousness and, with her companion’s help, crawled out of the car.
Feng Jun’s ergency lamp was a super large LED type, extrely bright, illuminating the surrounding area of hundreds of square ters even without reflected light.
The four people who got out of the car took a mont to regain their bearings. The two injured sat directly on the ground, gasping for air, eyes sowhat dazed.
The driver walked forward, greeted Feng Jun, "Hey buddy, thanks. Got any water?"
Feng Jun shook his head, bewildered, responding in Chinese, "Sorry, I don’t understand."
"Water," the man made a drinking gesture, then his eyes turned to see a humidifier nearby.
Feng Jun had co to the Sahara Desert to temper the Earth Spirit’s character. This place was called "the most inhospitable place for life," but undoubtedly, it had no impact on Feng Jun.
However, since he planned to stay a few more days, he didn’t want to begrudge himself, hence pulling out a bunch of stuff, even a generator—nobody passes by here anyway.
A humidifier was among them. With Feng Jun’s endurance, it didn’t matter whether he had a humidifier or not, but since he could afford it, why waste his own spiritual energy? Isn’t it better to make the environnt a bit more comfortable?
This humidifier is very high-end, about one and a half ters tall, and five to six ters long, designed like a small bridge over flowing water. Water cascades down from a faux mountain, passes through a small waterfall, and then flows through a small channel, circles around, and returns to the base of the faux mountain for recycling.
This water cycle constitutes the humidification, paired with vapors sprayed from underneath the waterfall, which is the traditional humidification mode.
Such a set of faux mountain scenery, combined with humidification features, costs no less than tens of thousands.
The driver caught sight of the water flow and walked over to get closer.
"Stop!" Feng Jun spoke with displeasure, thinking how audacious this person was.
He was still using Chinese, which the other party couldn’t understand, but the tone was clear to them.
In Fernandez’s eyes, Feng Jun was quite a mysterious presence—a lone figure suddenly appearing in the vast desert, amidst an outside storm while it was quiet here—and the living supplies were rather complete?
Even more bizarre, there was a hamster crouched on the table in front of the man, in the middle of the desert!
Furthermore, due to the severe sandstorm, the entire sky was pitch black. In the desert, you couldn’t say you can’t see your hands, but visibility definitely didn’t exceed five ters, yet it’s so bright here?
It seems like an invisible plastic film is isolating this place from the outside world, so the vast sandstorm has no impact here.
In fact, the suddenly appearing lights seed quite eerie. Anyone who has lit a lamp in the wilderness knows that no matter how strong the light is, it appears empty and eerie without reflection.
At this mont, the only things that could reflect the light, apart from the oddly prominent living supplies, were Feng Jun’s face—a Yellow Race face—and a... yellow hamster.
Fernandez had a bold personality, but at this ti, he could only use so "self-familiar" actions to dispel the tension and anxiety in his heart.
Understanding Feng Jun’s tone, he imdiately stopped, pointed to the small waterfall on the humidifier and then to his mouth, making a "drink water" gesture again.
Feng Jun reached under the table and pulled out two bottles of mineral water, tossing them over directly, "Drink this."
Though Fernandez was a bit dizzy, he was young and responded quickly, raising his hand to catch the two bottles of mineral water. After pausing for a mont, he uttered, "Thank you."
"He’s speaking Chinese," finally, the sowhat livelier woman spoke, "Use the skeleton translator!"
Only then did Fernandez react, quickly ran back, rummaging through the off-road vehicle for the iPad, then swore, "Damn it, the iPad’s broken. Laura, can yours be used?"
Laura was the woman who woke up after fainting, quite young, slightly chubby, and she spoke weakly, "Selena, please help fetch it, I feel like my waist is breaking."
Selena didn’t rush to fetch it but first took a bottle of mineral water from Fernandez, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Laura, "Alright, I think you need to drink so water first."
In fact, she was also wary of Feng Jun. If Fernandez saw the strangeness, could others not see it? But after thinking about it, her side had four people, so she wasn’t afraid of this Yellow Race man doing any tricks with the mineral water.
So Westerners live quite simply and heedlessly at tis.
Quickly, she took down the iPad from the car and handed it to Fernandez.
Fernandez held the iPad, walked over, and pulled out the translation software, "Hello, we are from a desert off-road convoy, unfortunately encountered a storm. May I ask, what place is this, sir?"
Although he was a Visigoth, he always spoke Britain language, which was quite normal since Britain was considered an international language.
His words were translated into Chinese by translation software.
Feng Jun paused for a mont, then smiled slightly at him and replied in Britain, "Actually, I can speak Eagle Language, but I think it’s better to use translation software because you’ve intruded into my territory, almost causing losses."
This statent left Fernandez, Selena, and Laura all stunned... You know Britain?
Thankfully, Fernandez reacted quickly, he promptly spoke, "We sincerely apologize, but I can swear that we really didn’t do it intentionally."
Interestingly, he still used translation software to translate this into Chinese.
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