Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

Ayi wants to leave the island with Mo Qing and others.

This is what Damir means.

From the mouths of Mo Qing and others, he knew that there is a wider world outside the island, which is far superior to the tribe.

In the future, his son Kuha needs to shoulder the burden of the tribe and shoulder the future of the tribe, so he cannot leave.

Daughter Ayi does not have so many burdens, she is not too young, she is an adult, and has enough ability to protect herself.

She should go further afield to see a more beautiful world.

For Damir's request, Mo Qing discussed with others and readily agreed.

As for the issue of Ayi's identity after going to the city, Han Ling said that she has a way to solve it.

Now that he is about to leave the home he grew up in, Ayi is naturally reluctant.

Let's go and say goodbye. I don't know when it will be.

Ayi hugged his mother and father, and wept on their shoulders.

This may be the last time she embraces her parents in this life.

The hunk Kuha also looked reluctant, his sister was abducted by the dog man in the end.

Holding two jars of fruit wine in his arms, he handed one to Mo Qing, and then he waved his fist with an expression that seemed to say: Boy, take good care of my old sister, she will be wronged, I will beat you!

Mo Qing smiled and hugged the jar, and touched Kuha.

The two men gulped down their mouths.

This is a farewell drink.

After drinking, I finished what I wanted to say.

Mo Qing and his party boarded the ocean-going ship.

They waved goodbye to everyone on the island.

The ocean-going ship sailed to the horizon.

The people of Quipa and Oneida had been watching the ship disappear from their eyes.

Not long after Mo Qing left, the story of this small island was spread to nearby countries.

Soon, someone invested here and it developed into a famous tourist attraction.

The life of the tribal people has also become better and gradually integrated into the life of modern people.

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The ocean-going ship sailed at sea for nearly two days.

In the past two days, Ayi lost a lot of weight, not because she missed her relatives, but purely because of seasickness.

For two consecutive days, she vomited as much as she ate, and she looked haggard.

Even giving her seasickness pills didn't help.

Others have become more relaxed recently.

Zhang Yiming and Mo Qing stayed in the room and played games every day.

They haven't touched electronic products for a year, and they miss the time when they played games together.

Now I can finally be satisfied.

The three women, Han Ling, Lin Yuyan, and Song Lingxiu found a bunch of cosmetics and clothes from somewhere, and dressed themselves up beautifully every day.

Originally, they wanted to dress up Ayi, but the girl was too seasick.

On weekdays, I can only lie on the bed, as long as I touch the ground, I will vomit within a few minutes.

The leisurely time passed quietly.

The ship has docked.

Before arriving at their destination, they first arrived at a port city.

In the next 24 hours, the ship will need to replenish food and fuel in this port.

To ensure that we can reach Siam in the next few days.

The entourage can spend one day exploring the city.

Zhang Cheng told the crowd: "You have fun, but remember the time. The boat will leave at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't delay. If you encounter anything, you can call me."

"Understood." Mo Qing and the others responded in unison.

Zhang Cheng couldn't go out with them because he had other official duties.

Mo Qing got off the boat and watched the staff coming and going at the port with white cloths wrapped around their heads.

He breathes the industrial waste gas that can only be found in modern cities, which is really nostalgic!

This port is called Jizan Port, and it belongs to the Great Food Kingdom.

Dashi is considered a relatively busy port.

Han Ling, the best member of English in the team, asked the local residents about the interesting scenic spots nearby.

Afterwards, everyone took a bus to the city and had a meal of local specialties.

Sitting in a bright restaurant with a knife and fork in hand, everyone felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

After all, it has been a long time since I have eaten with tableware such as knives and forks.

Ayi is the happiest among them.

After leaving the ocean-going ship, her seasickness healed instantly, and her whole body returned to its former vitality.

When she came to the modern city for the first time, this little girl was very curious about everything in the city.

He asked Mo Qing questions in broken Chinese.

Mo Qing answered the little girl's questions one by one.

After drinking and eating, the group heard that the desert outside the city is very interesting. Many tourists who come here will choose to go there to experience the desert style.

Naturally, they will not miss this opportunity.

It is worth mentioning that all the funds for their trip this time were borrowed from Zhang Cheng. After all, they just came back from the deserted island, so it is impossible for them to carry any cash with them.

Even if there was one, it has long since become a bunch of waste paper, and I don't know where to throw it.

The money will naturally be returned when Han Ling returns to the company.

With such a rich woman around, Mo Qing and the others naturally don't have to worry about money.

From the city all the way to the suburbs by car, the vehicles and pedestrians on the road gradually became scarce.

The dense vegetation is gradually replaced by desert.

Both sides of the spacious road are covered with sand, and when a gust of wind blows, the sand fills the air, easily fascinating the eyes of passers-by.

From the geographical point of view, Dashi Country is close to the ocean, but its land is almost covered by desert, and there is a serious shortage of water.

So much so that it is a very normal thing that water is more expensive than oil here.

The car stopped in a village in the desert.

There are quite a lot of people coming and going here, many of them are dressed differently from the locals, and they seem to be travelers from other countries.

Villages rely on tourism to develop their economies.

As soon as Mo Qing and the others got out of the car, five or six people surrounded them, speaking with the same accent and speaking different words.

But the general meaning is the same: Do you want a tour guide?

The people from the village gathered here have lived in this area for many years and know the desert outside the village like the back of their hands.

Mo Qing felt dizzy when he saw the crowd of villagers, because he couldn't understand what others were saying.

It's kind of difficult to communicate like this.

"Are there any of you who can speak Chinese?" Mo Qing asked.

"I, I, I," a thin young man raised his hand, speaking in fluent Chinese, "Boss, good luck, my Chinese quack is ready."

Zhang Yiming asked curiously: "Why does your Mandarin still have a bad taste? You learned it in the Northeast?"

"I learned it from my brother in the Northeast," the young man said with a chuckle.

"Oh, what's your name?"

"Murad. Aladdin. Abu. Zul. Heyet"

Mo Qing was taken aback, "What did you say your name is?"

The youth repeated his name again.

"As far as your name is concerned, it was very painful to be punished for copying your name when you were a child," Zhang Yiming complained.

Seeing Mo Qing's bewildered expression, Han Ling gave an explanation.