"The ancient Kamai tribe in Africa?"

"Could it be that the god to whom this idol is enshrined is that Kamai?"

"So it's the name of a god!"

As soon as Chen Hao heard the old chief's pronunciation scale, some trivial information in his mind was instantly colluded.

It's a pity that his current level is too low to detect the specific purpose of this statue.

In particular, when I touched the idol before, the heat flow from the idol into the body did not cause the changes in the attributes on the data page. However, Chen Hao can be sure that the heat flow does exist, but he has not yet discovered its true use.

"Let's take it back first!"

Chen Hao glanced at the black unknown idol, stuffed it and the [Kamai Hand Spinning Scarves] into the backpack he brought, and after greeting the old chief, he left the tent with Mu Qing and went back to his thatched hut to sleep.

As for Mu Qing, he returned to the pickup truck to rest.

People are still yellow flower girls, okay!

How could it be possible to sleep with Chen Hao? Don't think crookedly!

Early in the morning of the second day, Chen Hao and his entourage got into the pickup truck surrounded by the enthusiasm of the ordinary natives.

Before leaving, the old chief hugged Chen Hao again and again, and thanked Chen Hao very much for his generosity when he paid the money. With the dollar that Chen Hao spent on souvenirs, their tribe didn't need to worry about food for the winter.

……

After leaving this primitive tribe, the old pickup truck drove for more than six hours on the bumpy yellow mud road, and finally sent Mu Qing and Chen Hao to the small airport where they came.

The planes in this airport are all small passenger planes, and they do not have the ability to fly across continents, so in order to return to China, Chen Hao and the two turned around and wasted a lot of effort before coming to a large international airport in southern Africa.

"Chen Hao, let's separate here. I'm going to take a flight to Europe on a mission, be careful on the way!"

"You too, Lieutenant Colonel Mu, have a good trip!"

Chen Hao and Mu Qing looked at each other, and both of them had different feelings in their eyes.

It's just that this kind of ambiguous and not ambiguous emotion, neither of them directly broke it, and let it develop.

After all, Chen Hao already has a genuine girlfriend, and it is impossible to pursue Mu Qing again. Although, he admires Mu Qing a lot, but it should only stay in the appreciation stage, right?

As for whether you like it or not, you have to ask Chen Hao himself!

……

Seeing Mu Qing enter a boarding gate, Chen Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around and wanted to go to the ticket window to buy a ticket, he was told by the dark flight attendant that there was no economy class on the passenger plane returning home.

"Forget it, I was tired and tired when I was on a mission before, and I will lie down luxuriously when I go back. ”

Chen Hao pursed his lips, took out his black diamond peony card, and swiped a first-class ticket worth more than 8,000 US dollars.

Then, under the eyes of a group of ordinary passengers queuing up, he walked into the VIP channel opened in advance and boarded the big Boeing plane back home.

"Sir, please show me the bill. ”

Chen Hao's plane is a special flight for domestic and African flights, and the flight attendants on it are all yellow-skinned Chinese-speaking Chinese. A beautiful flight attendant saw Chen Hao being the first to board the plane, her eyes lit up, and she immediately guessed that Chen Hao was a first-class customer, and hurriedly greeted Chen Hao.

"Mr. Chen, please here!"

The beautiful stewardess behaved politely, she saw that Chen Hao was dressed ordinarily and dressed in an extremely low-key manner, and she did not show contempt.

Because this is the first class of international flights, it is not the business class that can be experienced for thousands of yuan on domestic flights.

After all, the ticket price of an international flight, converted into RMB, is as low as 8,000 or tens of thousands. Especially for intercontinental international flights, a first-class ticket costs at least nearly 50,000 or 60,000 yuan to win.

How can ordinary people who come to Africa to work in the black and earn the difference in dollars be able to spend?

Why don't those overseas Chinese who go abroad to pan for gold return to China for several years?

I can't help it!

It's really too expensive to get a plane ticket!

Even if you take economy class, it will cost tens of thousands of yuan to enter and exit, not to mention first-class!

Aren't you making a lot of money doing business outside, are you willing to spend the price of first class on this international flight?

Therefore, as soon as Chen Hao lay down in the cubicle of his first-class cabin, the beautiful little flight attendants in charge of the service had already met and had a small meeting and discussed Chen Hao's identity in private.

"That passenger from 03A just now is so young!"

"Could it be the son of a mine owner?"

"It should be a rich second generation, right? Otherwise, how can you sit on the ground and get up first class?"

"Looking at the dress is very low-key, it should be the kind of second generation with a good family education, and the sisters have to hurry up in the past two days! This kind of low-key and connotative golden beetle son-in-law is usually not easy to meet!"

In the discussion of several beautiful flight attendants, this Boeing big airliner finally took off!

Chen Hao took the eye mask and quilt provided on the seat, and went to sleep directly with his head covered.

He's so tired!

Who cares about those beautiful flight attendants who are going to show off!

……

The passenger plane took off from Africa and did not fly directly to China, but made a broken line on the globe and stopped at a small Middle Eastern country before setting off again after refueling and replenishing supplies.

Fortunately, there was no danger on the way, and after two days, Chen Hao finally set foot on the imperial capital, a land that had been absent for more than a week.

It's just that as soon as he arrived at the T3 terminal, Chen Hao's daily mobile phone, which had no signal before, shook suddenly, and reminder text messages for various unfinished calls came in.

"Oh no! I was in too much of a hurry to go to Africa before, and I forgot to tell Dongdong!"

Chen Hao stared at these reminder text messages, a number that appeared many times, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and muttered helplessly.

This number is exactly what his goddess Pan Dongdong is!

"Missed calls from 1, 2, 3, 53?" Chen Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva after counting the reminder text messages, and when he thought that Pan Dongdong might be angry, he trembled and clicked the callback on the screen.

It doesn't matter if the other party is angry or not, let's fight back first!

Otherwise, let Pan Dongdong know that he has turned on the phone and don't call her back, then he will be fine!

A woman's mind, that's an existence that is more elusive than the system!

"Toot ......"

"Hey, Dongdong...... I...... I'm back......" The phone rang only twice, and the other side picked it up, Chen Hao took a deep breath, and reported a little weakly.

"Chen Hao! Do you know how many calls I've made to you in the past few days? Why has the phone been turned off?" Pan Dongdong on the other end of the phone, his tone was not very good, listening to the signs, he was definitely at the zero boundary point of the outbreak.

If Chen Hao answers badly, it is estimated that our goddess will explode!

"I ...... I have something to do and went abroad, and I just got off the plane......" Chen Hao didn't intend to hide it, and replied directly and truthfully.

There's no way, this kid is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid that the goddess will be angry!

"Abroad?"

Pan Dongdong on the other end of the phone was slightly stunned, muttered in surprise, and then gave Chen Hao a task that was almost impossible to complete.

"I'll give you half an hour to appear in front of me! Pan Dongdong hung up the phone domineeringly, leaving Chen Hao alone at the exit of the terminal building in the wind.

What?

Half an hour from the Imperial Capital International Airport to the Foreign Chinese College?

One is on the edge of the East Sixth Ring Road, and the other is on the North Third Ring Road, you can't catch up if you let Chen Hao step on the accelerator of the big G!

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PS: There will be a change later, stay up late tonight to compensate everyone.