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Zhang Zian had always thought that he was pretty good at maintaining a straight face while saying absolute rubbish. Now he understood that there was always someone or something better out there, and Peter Lee clearly outperformed him in this.

Seriuously though, the words he kept spouting might actually find an audience at a magazine stall or newspaper stand by the train station. He might even become a bestseller if he published a book.

But, there's no definite in this world. If Peter Lee's ancient map is actually real, and there really was a pyramid hidden within the deserts for thousands of years, then that would be the best place to place the Holy Cat Statue.

Even though Peter Lee and his gang were all obstinate people, these individuals were often also very proactive. Plus, they had no lack of money, and they all had status and fame. It wouldn't be shocking to hear that they had cooked up something exotic.

Even though he didn't hold much hope, Zhang Zian asked, ”That…ancient map of yours—you wouldn't just show it to anyone, right?”

Peter Lee chuckled. ”That map was sewn onto sheepskin and has been damaged through the years. I definitely can't bring it with me. So, Jeff, any other questions?”

”When are you leaving?” Zhang Zian asked again.

”The sooner the better, we can't wait to reach our destination to absorb the purest energy that the universe has to offer to upgrade ourselves, and to evolve into a higher-level being! As long as we prepare the food and water, we are ready to leave any time. But, we can accommodate to your schedule.” Peter Lee said, pretending to be generous.

The sun was setting, and the evening came to them. The desert, without any plants around, was quickly decreasing in temperature.

Zhang Zian took a look at the sky. He estimated that the team would need one full day to prepare their materials, mainly food and water. The scientific equipment and jeep were easier to settle.

”The day after today. That's the earliest we can make it,” he said.

”Sure. At noon two days from now, let's meet here again.” Peter Lee put his hand out with a smile.

Zhang Zian shook his hand out of courtesy.

”Let's go back to the city together. We have to use all the available time to prepare. Is there anything you need? We can help out.” Peter Lee put his hand out in a ”please” gesture.

”It's okay. I have some things I still need to do, so I need to stay a bit longer,” Zhang Zian said, rejecting them.

Peter shot a warning look at Nabari, as though warning him to not slip off without them, or he would be going against his chief's orders.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Nabari remained silent.

Zhang Zian really did have something he needed to settle and wasn't planning to slip off secretly. He knew the Bedouins' culture, and he wouldn't force them to do something against their will.

He wanted to ask Salem to record a video to prove that Sihwa really had saved him, and it wasn't a show. That was important. It was bad enough that he hadn't gotten a reward for saving them. He definitely couldn't have a bad reputation for something like this.

Peter Lee led his members off first in their jeep, the Bedouin tribe finally returning to peace and quiet.

Smoke started to peek out of every house's chimney. The people who had starved the whole day could finally eat with the sunset.