Until the end, Feng Jun did not let anyone else into his vehicle because he took out a tent.
The tent wasn’t big, about five or six square ters, and it was transparent, but it had a layer of insulation, providing excellent warmth.
Laura didn’t hesitate at all and crawled in first. She used two blankets, which she left for Paul.
Fernandez also wanted to enter the tent, but his pride wouldn’t allow it, so he stayed outside to chat with Feng Jun.
Feng Jun knew he was a Visigoth, so he didn’t mind chatting with him. In fact, he was quite curious about how the off-road vehicle had driven over from a hundred kiloters away.
Fernandez did not hide anything and openly admitted that Paul, in the Mai Nation, was actually part of the Wind Chasing Clan.
Fernandez had attended college in Mai Nation, where he beca friends with Paul. Laura was also a Visigoth, and Selena was her best friend.
After graduation, Fernandez didn’t choose to stay in Mai Nation because... he had a family business to inherit.
Paul joined a company as an independent director. Without financial pressure and with more free ti, he developed a passion for chasing tornadoes, and then reunited with Selena in a small wind-chasing group.
A couple of days ago, the two of them went to the Visigoths, accompanied by Fernandez and Laura, and then they all had the spontaneous idea of crossing the Sahara Desert. ——In short, the four young people had decent family backgrounds, so they enjoyed so exciting adventure sports.
They could have crossed the desert peacefully, and it wouldn’t have been too difficult. There are roads in the Sahara Desert now. Although not very well-developed, as long as you don’t stray too far from the road, you basically won’t get into trouble.
But unfortunately, they encountered a storm, and Paul and Selena instinctively wanted to chase the wind.
Fernandez was a bit hesitant, but those two claid to be very experienced in this, and since he and Laura were young themselves, they didn’t want to be looked down upon by their friends, so they decided to go wild.
As for the result, there’s no need to repeat it. The hurricanes in Mai Nation and the storms in the Sahara are quite different. In fact, chasing hurricanes in Mai Nation is not without danger either.
After being swept into the storm, they kept trying to avoid the eye of the storm, but eventually, they ended up in the center area. Worse still, the storm disrupted the electromagnetic field, causing communication breakdown and navigation issues.
In the end, the off-road vehicle was swept into the eye of the storm, tumbling and crashing into Feng Jun’s defensive formation.
That’s why, as well-off as the four of them were, they didn’t dare provoke Feng Jun. The strange occurrence in the storm made them wonder what kind of thing this was?
They truly had nothing better to do! Feng Jun shook his head in disbelief, recalling the people in Australia he had seen chasing wildfires.
It seems that whether foreigners or Huaxia Citizens, once they have too much free ti, they indeed stir up trouble for no reason.
Fernandez shared so much also with an agenda. He found Mr. F not particularly hard to talk to, hoping that he could help treat Paul, and the price could be negotiated.
Feng Jun shook his head with a smile, "It’s not a matter of price, I’m wealthier than you can imagine. It’s simply because the Mai Nation people have left a terrible impression on ."
Fernandez earnestly defended, "Paul isn’t that arrogant... In fact, he has a Huaxia sister, who was adopted by his parents from Huaxia, of course, the kind without inheritance rights."
Adopting a Huaxia child? Feng Jun was sowhat curious upon hearing this, but it wasn’t enough to change his mind.
At this mont, Selena spoke up, "Mr. F, could you help treat Laura? The price is negotiable."
It’s truly said that birds of a feather flock together; even people who are not short on money talk similarly.
"Actually, adding an electric heater would warm things up," Feng Jun took out an electric oil heater from the off-road vehicle, pulled a wire, and placed it inside the small tent.
The small tent had excellent insulation, and with the heater on for less than ten minutes, Laura was already feeling a bit too warm and proactively enlarged the ventilation opening, "Oh my, it feels like heaven. Mr. F, can my friend co in to warm up too?"
Looking at Selena shivering, Feng Jun eventually gestured, "Go ahead. That bit of heat would be wasted otherwise."
Selena was so happy she could almost jump for joy. However, before entering the tent, she took off her down coat and covered it over Paul before quickly dashing into the tent, "Thank you, Mr. F."
Feng Jun, though he wasn’t fond of the Mai Nation people, had to admit that such an action was quite heartwarming.
Then he looked at Fernandez, smirking slightly, "Are you not going to warm up?"
"I can handle it," Fernandez replied with a smile, "and besides, there are two ladies in there, it would be inconvenient for to go in... Actually, I’m not very afraid of the cold."
After another ten minutes, Laura stated that the temperature was already very high and they could temporarily turn off the electric heater to avoid wasting it.
Feng Jun said it doesn’t matter, the generator is already working, the output is too small and it’s not economical. He even curiously asked, "I heard people from the Mai Nation waste a lot, I didn’t expect there to be soone so frugal."
"I’m a Visigoth," Laura responded irritably, although she was grateful to the other party, so misunderstandings were hard for her to endure, "Our life is very frugal, far behind the people from the Mai Nation."
Fernandez expressed, "Hey, Mr. F, I have to remind you, do you have enough diesel? If you don’t have a lot, it’s best to use it sparingly."
Feng Jun blinked and asked puzzled, "How much is considered a lot?"
"In fact, no amount is considered a lot," Fernandez replied seriously, "No one knows how long this storm will last, and we are not sure how long the rescue team will take to arrive, maybe ten days... or twenty days, who knows?"
"Therefore, diesel must be used sparingly, otherwise you might freeze to death in the desert."
Feng Jun blinked again, he found many flaws in his words, making it hard for him to respond: How do you determine that I don’t have enough diesel? How do you assu that I need rescue?
But in the end, he still asked, "Historically, what is the longest duration of storms here?"
He always thought that the storm would pass in three or four hours, such a strong energy fluctuation couldn’t possibly last one or two days, right? However, the other party implied that the storm could last for a long ti.
After all, he didn’t know much about the Sahara Desert, as it was a spur-of-the-mont decision, and while in Europa, he couldn’t exactly check online, could he?
Fernandez actually knew a bit, "If it’s just wind blowing, it generally won’t exceed a day and night, but after the storm, the dusty weather will last for a period of ti, the longest duration, I’m not very clear, but lasting three or four days is normal."
That long? Feng Jun was a bit puzzled in his heart, but still nodded, "Oh."
At this ti, Laura asked aloud, "Mr. F, you live in the desert, and you don’t know this?"
"I’m not an African," Feng Jun replied casually, "I haven’t been here for long."
Upon hearing this answer, Selena beca curious too, "Then why do you look like you’re making this place your ho?"
Do you have to exaggerate like this, Feng Jun found it a bit amusing, he was just casually placing so items here, seeing how you seem unimpressive.
He was about to answer when he heard a groan from not far away; it was Paul waking up.
Fernandez imdiately went to take care of him, while Feng Jun lit a cigarette and started thinking: Would I stay for a long ti?
He was not worried about Gazi over there, Xing is staying there, he has the ability to protect himself, staying a few more days to consolidate the realm is not a bad thing.
However, not being able to return to Luohua on the fifteenth of the first month not only affects the festival atmosphere but also who knows how many things will be delayed...
Before finishing the cigarette, Fernandez ca over, speaking earnestly, "Mr. F, Paul wants to have a talk with you."
Can’t he co over himself? Feng Jun felt a bit annoyed, but considering that the other party had a dislocated joint, he decided not to bother with him, thus standing up and walking over, speaking above him, "You can speak now."
Paul was also a person with a temper, but he also knew that now was not the ti to fuss over this, so he took out his mobile phone, swiped the screen, and brought out a photo, "... and my sister."
Feng Jun took a look, unsurprisingly, it was Paul and a Yellow Race girl in a photo together. Although the girl wasn’t very good-looking, just from the photo, he couldn’t determine if she was a Huaxia citizen, so he nodded, "I’ve heard."
"We’re trapped here," Paul’s head hurt terribly, but his thoughts were clear, "My hip might be dislocated, if it can’t be set for a long ti... it’ll be very troubleso. Could you, on account of my sister, help ?"
"Sure," Feng Jun nodded without hesitation, he wasn’t sure what kind of person the other party was, but just for this photo, he could lend a hand, but there was another issue, "How do we calculate the doctor’s fee?"
He wasn’t shy about discussing money; it wasn’t a matter of morality. In fact, he’d heard from Sofia about Mai Nation’s dical system, things like "never call an ambulance" were also things he’d heard, believing the other party could accept this viewpoint.
Sure enough, Paul wasn’t surprised at all, he struggled to lift his left hand and wave it, "I don’t have much cash and you don’t have a POS machine. This Patek Philippe watch, worth ten thousand US dollars, is it enough?"
"Why would I want your watch?" Feng Jun felt a bit amused, "Speak of sothing else... I’m not short on money."
Paul closed his eyes for a mont, said these few words, his head began to hurt even more, "I ca to Europa this ti, got a few bottles of good wine... but they’re not at hand now."
"Europa’s wine is not worth it," Feng Jun once again flatly refused, "It’s far worse than Huaxia’s white liquor, anything else?"
"Well..." Paul pondered for a mont, "I have so Huaxia antiques at ho, plates, silver dollars, does it work?"
(Third update, mid-month, has anyone noticed another new monthly ticket?)
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