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After draining the water, A Heng hurriedly ran to the driver's seat. Shi Tianyi got in the car, and as soon as the door was locked, he made sure Shi Tian couldn't escape.
This stretch of road was the main highway in Tanzania, relatively easy to navigate. Once they hit the dirt road, Shi Tian would likely regret it; even an off-road vehicle could get stuck. He feared that Shi Tian would immediately turn around and head back upon seeing it.
Seeing A Heng so proactive, Shi Tian felt quite pleased. This guy was starting to show some of Shui Bi Zhang's qualities, considering his feelings.
As he settled into the back seat, Mu Sa joyfully ran to the front. The view from the passenger seat was much better; if A Heng hadn't taken it first, he would have jumped in there right away.
The Maasai didn't live in the Serengeti Plain anymore; that area had become a protected zone, and most of the Maasai had been relocated. Only a few commercial attractions remained, requiring some questionable Maasai performers to entertain tourists.
To the southeast of the Serengeti Plain, there was still a patch of grass where most of the Maasai currently resided.
Before entering the grasslands, they filled up another tank of gas. Fortunately, this vehicle wasn't picky; even with a million-dollar car using ninety octane fuel, they wouldn't have been able to refuel otherwise.
The navigation had ended; the asphalt road had long disappeared. According to Simba, this was the closest town to their home, and from here on out, they would have to navigate manually.
They settled for a simple lunch in this town before setting off again. Simba was more reliable than Mu Sa; after switching seats, Simba took over navigation.
On asphalt roads, they could reach speeds of ten, but once they hit the dirt road, that speed dropped significantly. Now that they were out of town, their speed decreased even further—this pace was barely faster than walking. No wonder they had left before dawn.
"Heng Ge, this place is really eco-friendly!" As they wove through the bushes, they occasionally spotted a small dirt path trampled by people or livestock; aside from that, there was no sign of modernity.
Sitting in the car made him feel somewhat secure; if he stepped outside, even with an American Style Landing Net tucked at his waist, he would shiver uncontrollably and struggle to find his bearings.
According to Simba, there were plenty of lions and hyenas around here; wild boars were everywhere. He even hired people to scare them away from his cornfields daily.
Working from sunrise to sunset while herding and farming—living away from the hustle and bustle—was a life many dreamed of! A Heng had seen such scenery countless times and felt no particular emotion about it; he even had the energy to joke around.
Did Shi Tian long for it? Not at all. He still preferred the comfort of his big bed in his Sanya villa. If he could fly back to Sanya right now, he would cling to that bed and never let go.
Could he set up a branch factory here? The conditions were far from what he had imagined. Maybe he could fly a drone later to check things out! If possible, he needed to finalize this matter quickly and find a way to lure Shi Ye over before making a swift return home!
As they turned a corner and glimpsed through the bushes, several haphazardly arranged thatched houses came into view. A few women draped in plaid fabric were already waiting there.
Once parked, Simba got out and introduced them: his mother and two wives, each holding a child. This guy was quite wealthy! Not many could afford two wives.
When they opened the trunk and distributed supplies, everyone scattered like birds. Only a swarm of flies remained behind for Shi Tian to regret not bringing Mie Hai Ling along.
It made sense; in a tribe that relied on agriculture and herding for survival, surrounded by houses made of cow dung and encircled by a large cattle pen, cows were their symbol of wealth. Ten dolphins' worth of cattle could buy one wife; the more cows one owned, the more wives one could marry.
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