"It really can’t be driven on? This asphalt road doesn’t seem to be impassable." Gu Shaocheng insisted, holding a telescope in his hand, inspecting a road not far away.
The guide standing beside him explained: "There are only 200 kiloters of asphalt roads in the whole country. The rest are narrow dirt roads, and the road conditions are bad. It’s even easier to get stuck on during the rainy season. The way from Monrovia to Zwedru is all dirt roads, and it’s very dangerous due to the heavy rain."
"Bro, why not wait a bit? It really isn’t that urgent, safety is priority."
How could he not be in a hurry?
Of course, these were things he would naturally not say or show.
Liberia has a land area of 111,000 square kiloters, a little bigger than Jiangsu province. In such a small place, he was in a hurry to find a person, hurried over only to end up stuck in the hotel, going crazy watching the heavy rain outside!
One can imagine how agitated he was.
"Bro, don’t be so anxious, I’ve already contacted the peacekeeping force in Zwedru, it’s also heavily raining over there. The roads are indeed not suitable for driving, accidents are prone to happen. Just the other day there was a car accident, a car was stuck in a pit and even flipped over. I’ve inquired, Chenxing is indeed in the camp of a peacekeeping unit stationed in Zwedru by the U.S., he won’t be going anywhere for a while."
Also, that sizzling woman - Luo Xi!
Gu Shaocheng stood by the window, lips tightly sealed, not saying a word.
After a long while, he muttered to himself, asking, "Fengchi, what is this thing called "fate"?"
Yan Fengchi: "Huh? This question... I’ve always believed that destiny is determined by heaven, but the share of it depends on human efforts."
Yes, destiny is determined by heaven, but the share depends on human effort.
Fate is nothing more than a coincidence. Compared with individual persistence, fate is truly nothing more than being fated without share.
He turned and lazily lay down on the hotel bed, imagining how the frail girl would adjust to the harsh life here. He took out a photo from his pocket, his fingers touching "her" face. She was tanner, thinner but spirited with a heartwarming smile.
In one of the pictures, she was standing in a vegetable garden, holding a vivid green cabbage, her teeth fully exposed as she laughed, making her tan skin stand out even more.
Gu Shaocheng tenderly kissed the photo, whispering: You’re so tan, how long will it take to make your skin fair again?.
He already started thinking about how he can make her fair-skinned once they’re back.
He wanted to check the weather forecast, but there was no signal. The continuous rain has caused Liberia’s communication infrastructure to completely break down, making this trip a disaster.
There’s no internet, no signal, was he just supposed to stay trapped here, waiting for the rain to stop till who knows when?
No, he can’t just wait!
He never wastes ti, it’s pure torture for him.
"Fengchi, find a way to get a helicopter. We’ll go by helicopter." Gu Shaocheng’s voice was low, revealing a hint of impatience.
"Where do I get a helicopter?"
"Aren’t there peacekeeping forces here? You’re all military, isn’t borrowing a helicopter a difficult thing for you? If not, go and rent one."
Yan Fengchi raised an eyebrow, "Our army has strict discipline, and I have so personal issues with the head of the newly deployed force here, he definitely won’t lend it to ."
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