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Zhong Zhaolin didn't know when he fainted, only that when he woke up again, he was lying on a stretcher, and he could see the sparkling waves of Haizi or the lake from the side, and his eyes hurt under the strong light of the noon sun. He covered his eyelids with his hands, and slowly turned his head to lie on his back, looking at the blue sky and white clouds of the plateau along his fingers.

There was still a burning sensation of drowning in his lungs, and every breath was a hot pain, Zhong Zhaolin frowned in pain, and then a brisk voice sounded above his head: "Are you finally willing to wake up?" ”

Jack's voice. Zhong Zhaolin put down the hand that was blocking his eyes, and saw Jack standing next to him, grinning at himself. The brain that had just woken up and was not functioning smoothly finally recalled the fragment before the coma, Zhong Zhao sat up, grabbed Jack's arm, and said in a low voice: "You and your group of foreign bosses almost killed me, okay!" ”

"In broad daylight, what are you doing pulling and pulling?" Jack shook off Zhong Zhaolin's hand and yawned and sat down beside him, "Don't you just drown, what's the big deal, you're not alive and well now." ”

"Hey, I'm no better than you explorers. I'm almost a four-year-old person, my body can't afford to toss, and I'm going to lose half of my life when I play like this, so I have to go to the hospital to prescribe a prescription to recuperate. Zhong Zhaolin saw that he was in a good mood, and began to talk nonsense, "Do the bosses reimburse the medical expenses?" ”

Jack rolled his eyes: "After you go out, the ticket will be yours." ”

"The trip was too dangerous and totally more than I had originally expected. Now that I'm thinking about it, I feel that the price I promised was a bit uneconomical. ”

"What do you want?"

"I'm going to add money, at least three times."

"Heh, I'm pretty good at ripping off bamboo. It's a pity that I'm not in charge of money, and it's up to my boss to decide whether to add money or not......" Speaking of this, Black in the distance shouted a few words at them. Jack listened for two seconds, then turned around and smiled slowly, "You're lucky, Mr. Black said that as long as you don't chew your tongue when you go out, five times the money will be indispensable for you." ”

"Five-five-five...... Five-fold? ”

"What, too much?"

"Not much, not much, the bosses are generous, Zhong Zhaolin is grateful, grateful."

"Then work hard and don't drop the chain." Jack patted Zhong Zhaolin on the shoulder, and got up to set up the tent.

Zhong Zhaolin sat on the stretcher, still a little unconvinced of the promise he had just received. Originally, Susan and he finalized 100,000, and if you multiply it by five, you can earn 500,000 yuan in this circle. 500,000! For a herdsman like him who lives by herding sheep in Inner Mongolia, it is definitely an astronomical amount, enough for him to live the rest of his life without doing anything, and to solve the education expenses of his two sons by the way.

Zhong Zhaolin felt like an accomplice of a smuggling gang, helping the enemies of the proletariat, foreign devils, to do some bad things that were not conducive to the motherland and the people. He was fully aware that he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison once this experience came to light. If the news spreads and attracts the attention of these people, then I am afraid that I will not even be able to live in prison, and even my wife and children will suffer.

The huge wealth and hidden dangers put his heart in a state of ice and fire, and he sat on the stretcher in a daze for half the day, until Jack's voice greeted him: "Zhong Zhaolin, don't think that you can be lazy if you choke on saliva." Come and help me set up my tent. ”

"Here we are." Zhong Zhaolin cleared his throat and walked over to Jack. Jack was about to fix the base of the tent when Zhong Zhao handed him a hammer and rivets, and while helping him stabilize the tent, he asked, "Are we going to camp here?" ”

"Hmm." Jack's expression was no longer cynical and a little dignified, he listened to the conversation of the foreigners by the lake for a while, and asked Zhong Zhaolin, "What time is it today?" ”

"Seventeen." Zhong Zhaolin replied, "What's wrong?" ”

"Those people have already been here."

Those people? Who? Zhong Zhaolin reacted for a moment, remembering the shootout a few days ago: "What you said is-"

"Look at the marks on the ground." Jack interrupted Bell's words and pointed to the ground. Zhong Zhaolin followed his gaze and found a clear scorch mark on the turf, the kind left by the bonfire. Zhong Zhaolin thought about it carefully and felt that things were not good, so it was better to get a preventive shot in advance: "What are the next arrangements for the bosses?" ”

"I'll fix it here for the night."

"Oh." Zhong Zhaolin glanced at the woods that were full of evil aura on a sunny day a hundred meters away, and breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

Most of the equipment and supplies of the foreigners were carried to the lake by nylon ropes, some covered with bunks, and some were directly exposed to the sun. Zhong Zhaolin looked at them because he planned to use this place as a temporary base and start a search outward.

According to his observations, the altitude of this sea is more than 100 meters lower than the earth's surface, it is a small basin, and according to the water lines, it is a living water lake that is difficult to see in the desert, and there must be an inlet or waterfall not far away. In addition to the abundance of water and lush vegetation, this place gives him the feeling of being eerie.

Although Badain Jaran is famous for its lakes and sacred springs, and it is not uncommon for Haizi to shine in such a large area. A certain size of Haizi can slightly change the surrounding ecological environment and attract waterfowl and other settlements, but the ecology here is far more effective than the impact of a Haizi. Whether it's trees, hydrology or hot and humid environments, it gives the impression of a tropical climate. All these things are mixed together to form a strong sense of dissonance, which makes people feel that what they see and hear cannot be real at all, but an illusion.

The sense of disobedience is strong to a certain extent, which is weird.

It's terrifyingly weird.

In the evening, everyone did not go far, sitting around the tent and chatting casually. For dinner, I ate canned Latin fish from a foreigner's stock, and to be honest, Zhong Zhaolin didn't like the taste, but he always felt that it was safer than catching live animals from here and eating it, and obviously other people had the same idea.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, people took their sleeping bags and went back to their tents to sleep. Zhong Zhaolin was assigned to the first shift, leaning against the outside of Jack's tent while smoking a cigarette while watching Haizi in a daze.

He thought about many things: the unknown purpose of the foreigners, the 500,000 reward, another wave of people, and even the thick and strange snake that he stepped on under his feet when he fell from the broken wall. Countless clues are mixed together indiscriminately, like messy yarn that can't be sorted out. Zhong Zhaolin sighed in his heart, and just wanted to empty his mind when he saw the weeds by the lake move, and when he stood up and wanted to check, he was hit in the back of the neck with a hand knife, and he didn't know anything when it was dark in front of him.

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