1219 Pilgrims (1/2)

Zhang Zian was not surprised to meet Peter Lee. After all, they had an appointment with the Bedouin tribe today, and Siwa was the only way to go to the Bedouin tribe. It was also their final stop.

Following behind the land cruiser were several other cars. They were identical and apparently belonged to members of the Cosmological Information Society.

”It's fine. I have to wait for the other members of the expedition team. They will still need a little while to get here.” Zhang Zian shook his head, refusing.

He did not have a good impression of the members of the Cosmological Information Society. They had not done anything bad or out of the ordinary. The thing he took issue with was that they thought very differently from ordinary people. In fact, from their outer appearances, they looked more friendly than the common man. Perhaps that was the expression of those who had firm belief in their hearts.

If they met while going about their daily affairs, Zhang Zian would probably not pay them too much attention and laugh them off. In any case, they probably had nothing they needed from one another. However, when it came to entering the desert, suddenly, the personalities of one's teammates were very important.

”Are all of you going in?” he asked, counting the number of cars.

”No, there are doctors in our ranks. We had a physical examination yesterday and are leaving a few people behind—merely those with poor physical fitness. The rest of them will enter the desert together,” Peter Lee said as he stuck his head out. He blew a whistle towards the cars behind them. ”Come, let me use this opportunity to introduce everyone.”

Six people emerged from the back of the car, five men and one woman. They were all from different countries with different skin colors. As Peter Lee had said, these six people were in their prime, both physically and mentally.

Zhang Zian had seen them before, but he didn't know their names.

”I am a consul. I used to be in politics. Hello, comrade.” A middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle introduced himself. The first words he uttered were those of a high-level official. They carried the weight of one who was in power.

Zhang Zian was shocked and thought that this person was a former diplomat. Why didn't he say his name?

The other five people also spoke in the same format. They claimed to be priests, colonels, poets, and scholars. The only woman on the team claimed to be a detective.

The female detective had a temperament similar to Sun Xiaomeng, but she was about ten years older. She was most likely the doctor that Peter Lee had mentioned. Yet she claimed to be a detective. Perhaps she was responsible for searching the human body?

The other people also had characteristics similar to their self-proclaimed identities. For example, the colonel's eyes and movements indicated that he was a former soldier, and the poet had curly hair that is somewhat romantic. The scholar wore thick glasses and looked somewhat like Wei Kang. Finally, the priest was a solemn man and had an awe-inspiring look.

The strange thing was that they did not introduce themselves by their names.

The more he heard, the more Zhang Zian got confused. He was just about to ask about this, but he saw Pi quietly gesturing to him not to do so.

He had been with Pi for a long time, and Pi often asked him questions about the novel, so he was familiar with the gesture he was seeing. He saw Pi spread his hands out like a book, and its mouth parted to form a square. Pi seemed to be sending him some type of message.

Wait a minute! Consul, priest, colonel, poet, scholar, and detective. Was this peculiar combination…

It suddenly became clear to Zhang Zian. He immediately knew their intentions.