1257 Goodwill (1/2)

Since they could not identify the owner of the car or its purpose in the desert, they could only ignore it and continue with their journey.

After inspection, the engine of Wei Kang's car appeared to be seriously damaged after being stuck in the quicksand. It could not be repaired now while they were in the desert. It was also impossible to drag it out of the desert. It had to be abandoned.

Everyone distributed the materials and equipment to the other cars. Wei Kang joined Du Xuetao and took the same car. They were both thin, and together, they weighed about the same as Xiao Tianyu.

Before leaving, Wei Kang suddenly stopped everyone and said, ”Wait a minute. We can't just leave.”

”What else is there to do?” asked Peter Lee.

Wei Kang pointed to the car and said, ”You can't let this car be there. If there are other people passing by, like another expedition team or oil exploration workers, they will see this car. They will definitely do some type of rescue and exploration work, and they may also fall into the quicksand…”

Everyone agreed that this was indeed a problem. The off-road vehicle buried in the quicksand would be like a death trap, attracting people like moths.

If they hadn't seen the car and gone ahead to check it out, they wouldn't have lost Wei Kang's vehicle.

The deep ends of the desert were indeed inaccessible, but they were not entirely unvisited. There would always be people entering it for scientific expeditions, oil exploration, and other types of explorations. In order to prevent other people from encountering the same danger, it would be necessary to dispose of this car.

But how should they do so?

Everyone thought of a way. First, they would tie a spare rope to a small heavy object and toss it at the car. Since the glass of the car was completely broken, as long as the rope was wrapped around or hooked to the steel frame of the car, with another vehicle applying some pulling force, the quicksand would be tricked into completing the rest.

If the surrounding quicksand was disturbed, the idle car would slowly be swallowed despite not moving for a very long time.

Everyone executed the plan. They then cut the rope. In front of everyone, they saw the quicksand completely engulf the wrecked car. It didn't take long for the quicksand to settle. No traces of a car could be seen.

As for Wei Kang's car, as its shell was still intact, they closed the door and the window but did not lock it. Then they wrote with big, eye-catching words on the inside of the windshield: ”Be careful! There is quicksand ahead!”

Everyone wrote the same words in other languages in addition to English to act as a warning to others. This was the greatest goodwill they could give to all who dared venture.

After that, everyone got back on the road again.

Travel, rest, travel. Just as everyone went numb from the familiarity of the rest-work cycle, Nabari spoke nervously over the intercom.

”We are near—near the Devil's Sea.”

Everyone seemed to have woken up from the monotony of travel. However, for a moment, they seemed unable to comprehend what he'd said.

Had they really arrived at their final destination, the land marked on the map, the area that the Bedouin called the Devil's Sea?

Everyone stopped their cars. It was already evening.