The process of going to the oasis base was smooth sailing. Perhaps because someone had done enough effort, the heavy truck driven by Fu Xiaofei not only did not guard the military and police guarding the Republic of Dawa when crossing the border, but instead lined up on both sides of the road. Especially after Pan Guan threw a box of canned beer and a box of cigarettes out of the car in accordance with Harbala's instructions, the military and police of Dawa who were lined up to celebrate happily...

Looking at the military and police of the Dawa Republic who were scrambling beer and cigarettes from the back of the car, Fu Xiaofei shook his head with some amusement and tears: "How can he look like a soldier? He is worse than a bandit..."

It was not surprising to such situations. Harbala, who was sitting in the passenger seat, laughed loudly: "In the past, it was said that the third world countries were slow to develop and were poor and weak, but if compared with these small African countries, it would be considered a paradise on earth! In places like the Dawa Republic, it is not uncommon to be in the army for several months or even a year without seeing military pay. Sometimes it is almost impossible to guarantee food rations, so you can only rely on these soldiers themselves to go out and find a way to solve it!"

Blinking his eyes, Fu Xiaofei, who was driving forward, looked at Harbala curiously: "Do it yourself? Are you talking about hunting?"

Staring at the road ahead, Harbala's face suddenly turned gloomy: "Hunting? What prey can be killed in this broken place? Even if you can occasionally catch some wild animals, it is not enough for these soldiers to plug in the teeth! So... look at the right side of the road?"

Looking at an abandoned village passing by on the right side of the road, Fu Xiaofei's face suddenly changed: "Is this what they did?"

Nodding heavily, Harbala responded in a deep voice: "The border line is useless in the eyes of these people. Once they feel that there is a need, relying on the gun in their hands, they will randomly choose a village that they happen to be fugitives. In addition to robbing food and pitifully valuable things, men, women and children, they will also be their spoils!"

Looking at the village that had turned into ruins from the rearview mirror of the vehicle, Fu Xiaofei sighed with emotion: "If it weren't for seeing this with his own eyes, who would have believed that such a thing would have happened? But if the environment of this country has become like this, our country will give up so much money to help them build various livelihood projects, wouldn't it be..."

He pointed at Fu Xiaofei as he drove around an old bomb crater on the road, and Harbala responded: "Are you worried that the transactions we do in our country will lose money?"

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Fu Xiaofei pondered and said, "It's not like losing money. In the past, our country spent a lot of money to build the African railway when it was extremely difficult for us, but now we can see the dividends. That is to say... everything our country is doing now is planning for the future?"

He nodded slowly and Halbala responded slowly: "The domestic highways, high-speed rails, and other livelihood projects. When they were first completed, weren't there many people saying that this was a waste of money? But now, our vision plan is better than other countries, and it's not a little bit better! Perhaps what we are doing now can't see what the benefits are. But when we reach the hands of our children and grandchildren, everything we do now will definitely play a sufficient role!"

While talking, the heavy truck had already driven into a not-so-busy town along the rugged road. Looking up at the oil readings on the dashboard, Fu Xiaofei turned the steering wheel and headed towards the gas station with high signs in the town: "You have to add some fuel! I inform the brothers in the carriage behind to be alerted. Does this place look less peaceful?"

He reached out and took out a Colt pistol from the holster on his legs. Halbala shook his head indifferently: "You still need to know this? You are a big shot in magic modification, and you are a big shot in the sword and gun..."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Xiaofei saw Gu Weisu jumping out of the car in the rearview mirror of the vehicle holding a sniper rifle and running towards an old-fashioned church next to the street that was so dilapidated that he even lost the door. Not far behind Gu Weisu, the thunder that jumped out of the car holding an assault rifle was also like a shadow, quickly seized a relatively sturdy abandoned building near the old-fashioned church and became Gu Weisu's guard.

Nodded with approval, Fu Xiaofei drove into the gas station not far from the church. The heavy truck had just stopped, and dozens of naked black children were already swarming like flies that smelled the smell of blood. He raised his hands and shouted at Fu Xiaofei in the cab: "Food! Food!"

"Water...Please give me water..."

Looking at each other, Harbala and Fu Xiaofei shook their heads at the same time, and shouted at the naked children with a wry smile: "Go away! Go away! There is nothing, hurry up!"

Amid the roars of Harbala and Fu Xiaofei, Tang Guoming also grabbed an automatic rifle and jumped out of the back of the heavy truck. He tried his best to move lightly and drove the children surrounding the heavy truck away. At the back of the truck's car, Pan Guan had already set off a warning posture according to the gun, and pointed the muzzle straight at the young men who were looking at the corner of the street not far away!

When they had just arrived on the African continent, Tang Guoming and others also gave the poor children who had just received some food and clean drinking water out of human instinct. However, before the children stuffed the food into their mouths, some young people who had already spied on the side would take the food and drinking water they had just obtained for themselves like warship birds, and sometimes they would even beat the poor children fiercely.

Once the people who distribute food and drink water cannot see the cruel scene in front of them and interfere with it, a group of young people who have prepared for it will surround the people who donate food and drink water. Amid the chaos and noise, the seemingly pitiful children will rob the vehicles driven by the people who donated food and drink water in an extremely quickly and fiercely like marching ants!

After suffering enough such losses, even if you feel compassionate, you may have to be cautious when facing the same situation...

Trying to drive away the children surrounded by the heavy truck, Tang Guoming reached out and patted the car door: "Come on as soon as possible!"

After opening the car door neatly, Halbala jumped out of the cab quickly and walked over to several black men sitting in front of the gas station: "Take out the gas pipeline and fill us with gas!"

He looked up at the burly Halbala, a black man with almost the same size as Halbala, slowly stretched out a huge slap at Halbala: "One thousand dollars!"

Apparently being used to this almost blackmail routine, Halbala sneered and pointed the Colt pistol in his hand at a hand-crank oil pump next to the gas station: "Do you want to buy another hand-crank oil pump?"

Staring at Harbala's eyes, the strong black man who stretched out a slap at Harbala hesitated for a moment before slowly standing up: "Four hundred dollars! That's the price!"

Gripping his teeth hard, Halbala nodded helplessly: "Fill it up!"

Still whistling lazily, the burly black man greeted several equally lazy black men, pulled out an oil pipe from a pile of garbage beside the gas station, and then pushed out a hand-crank oil pump from the garbage pile, shaking it weakly. With the harsh friction sound of the hand-crank oil pump handle turning, the shriveled oil pipe finally gradually swelled.

Without rushing to stuff the oil pipeline into the oil tank entrance, Halbala first reached out to receive some gasoline gushing out of the oil pipeline. After confirming it, he stuffed the oil pipeline into the oil tank entrance, but his eyes were still staring at the several black men who were refueling. The muzzle in his hands was always pointing at the burly black man intentionally or unintentionally.

Observing Harbala's every move from the rearview mirror, Fu Xiaofei leaned his head curiously and shouted at Harbala: "What do you mean? You're so nervous and cautious when you add fuel?"

Always staring at the burly black man, Harbala replied: "This kind of small gas station in remote areas has two gas systems, one is real gasoline, and the other is almost filled with dirty water with gasoline! If you don't stare, once the car drives out dozens of kilometers and falls into it, you will either have to pay a sky-high repair fee!"

After looking at Tang Guoming and others who were always on guard, Fu Xiaofei couldn't help but laugh and said in a low voice: "It seems that you have suffered such a loss?"

Nodding slightly, Harbala responded and said, "When I first came to Africa, I didn't know anything, and I suffered a lot in these aspects. If my brothers hadn't been able to do it, I'm afraid that the restaurant would have been buried in this poor mountain and bad water before it was opened! Okay, prepare to set off!"

After throwing down a few bills, Tang Guoming and others quickly jumped onto the heavy truck. Almost in the eyes of a group of black people full of greed and desire, Fu Xiaofei quickly drove away from the remote town.

Watching the town gradually disappear in sight, Bao Lei, who was sitting in the carriage, sighed a long sigh: "Boss, you said...what will the people in this place look like in the future?"

Turning his head to look at Bao Lei with a strange expression, Tang Guoming whispered: "What are you referring to?"

After shook his head hard, Bao Lei said in a deep voice: "I can't see anything in the eyes of those people... I mean... there will always be something in people's eyes. Happiness, sadness, anger, cowardice. Even if someone like Gu Weisu looks for shooting nodes first, there will be something in his eyes. But I looked at the people in that town... there is nothing in their eyes, not even a look of despair!"

Holding the automatic rifle in his arms, Pan Guan also responded: "I have the same feeling. Their eyes always make me feel that there is no difference between living and dead. It's a bit like... a walking corpse? Maybe they can do anything in order to live one more day, and they can even be so cruel that we can't believe it. But I don't think they know what they are living for?"

Gu Weisu, who was slightly closed and leaning on the wall of the car, suddenly spoke up and responded to Pan Guan's words: "They are just living for life, just like animals! As for why they are like this... I don't need to explain it, right?"

After sighing deeply, Tang Guoming sighed and replied: "The completely disordered social environment, almost endless wars, and almost lack of living materials to the limit, have made them like this. In other words, they don't take their lives seriously at all, and they can't see them...or in other words, they don't think they will have any future! What else can there be in their eyes for some people who can't see the future?"

He nodded with a wry smile, Bao Lei said in a muffled voice: "It is said that Africa is a mysterious continent and a place of prosperity in the future. But as we see after we arrived in Africa, this place...is almost a bit like the despair wasteland written in the end of the world. And we are adventurers walking on the despair wasteland?"

Still closing his eyes slightly, Gu Weisu responded coldly: "It is better to have less cheap sympathy that should not have! Even if this place is a despair wasteland, we are adventurers walking on the despair wasteland. At least we... are walking with hope!"

In amazement, Bao Lei looked at Gu Weisu, who was half-closed and pretended to sleep in disbelief, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Old Gu, are you a ghost today? It's fine to talk too much, but why are you still poetic and picturesque in a series of ways? Adventurers walking with hope..."

With a cold snorting disdain, Gu Weisu simply closed his eyes: "For me, everything I have done before, now, and in the future is to prevent the people around me from experiencing the same life and feeling the same despair! For this reason...not to mention making me an adventurer, even if I have horns on my head, wings on my ribs, bloodthirsty as if I were chewing bones and sucking marrow, I wouldn't care!"

Obviously, he understood the meaning of Gu Wei's supreme words, Tang Guoming and others nodded slightly. In the cab, Harbala had already pointed at the building complex that was faintly visible on the horizon in front of him, and shouted excitedly: "Oasis Camp, we have arrived!"
Chapter completed!