1258 Stunned (1/2)

The next day, everyone got up very early. Even without Peter Lee rallying them, everyone got out of the tents. Everyone was either excited or anxious. They felt that the key moment of their expedition had arrived.

After breakfast, everyone got together. The difference was that Peter Lee's team had packed up the tents and were ready to go, while the expedition team's tents were still intact, as were Nabari and Salem's tents.

It was time to separate.

”According to what we said before, my team and I will enter the Devil's Sea, and Professor Wei Kang's team will stay here. If we haven't come back after seventy-two hours…” Peter Lee looked at Nabari and continued. ”Just ask Mr. Nabari to take you out of the desert first. When you return to the tribe, tell your chieftain that you have fulfilled your promise to me.”

Nabari nodded with a heavy heart.

”Of course, I don't mean that we will be in danger in the Devil's Sea. It is more likely that we will encounter something interesting and stay behind longer, thereby delaying our return.” Peter Lee may have felt that his words were rather unlucky and decided to reassure everyone. ”Along the way, we have recorded the GPS coordinates and can safely return on our own. Even if we are a few days delayed, we will implement a quota on the supply of food and water. We will be able to endure it, no big deal.”

He chuckled and continued. ”This is also not the first time we have starved. We faced situations in which we had a lack of food before, and we survived those. What say you, my team?”

”Well said!”

”No problem!”

His team members were confident in his leadership.

For both teams, the preparations before entering the desert were abundant. They both carried a lot of water and food. Just as he'd said, a few additional days in the desert merely meant a period of supply rationing. Without any other major accidents, they would still be able to safely leave the desert.

A quota on supply would unfortunately be a blow to morale. If everyone chose to operate as individuals, there would be civil strife due to insufficient food or water. There had been many such cases. Unless absolutely necessary, Wei Kang would hope not to do so.

However, Peter Lee's team was a tried-and-tested team. Each team member had the same beliefs, and the possibility of civil strife was very low.

To be honest, the expedition team should focus solely on themselves and not add to the worries of others. That would be a job well done by itself. Wei Kang knew this, and he nodded slightly.

The adventurous Salem wanted to follow Peter Lee's team to the Devil's Sea, in the hopes of earning bragging rights—”I am the only Bedouin who dares enter.”

However, as soon as Salem saw the look on Uncle Nabari's face, he knew that he would not be able to make that trip.

Zhang Zian had thought for a long time last night and still couldn't make up his mind. According to his own analysis, the probability of facing danger in the Devil's Sea was not high, but there certainly must be a reason for the Bedouin to avoid the area. Nevertheless, he felt that since he was here, why not enter the place?

”Zhang Zian, teach me more Chinese over the next three days!” Salem ran over and wrapped his arms around Zhang Zian's shoulders.

Along the way, Zhang Zian taught him some sporadic Chinese greetings, but Salem was not satisfied. If he wanted to learn greetings, he could go to the small business hawkers who sold goods to Chinese tourists. He wanted to learn what he deemed ”real Chinese.”