Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1880: 888: Survival on a Deserted Island - Little Star of Xiao Fei
Chapter 1880: Chapter 888: Survival on a Deserted Island – Little Star of Xiao Fei
As if overnight, spring arrived with blooming flowers, and the willows and poplars sprouted new green leaves.
By the river, Yan Fei was fishing with a rod, imitating an expert angler, while Xu Xiaoyan was flipping through a few newspapers, scanning the news.
After a while, she couldn’t help asking, “Aren’t you going to revise your new book at all? Are you just going to call it finished like that?”
It’s been half a month since they came back from Sancha River to the Provincial City, and in this half month, Yan Fei quickly completed another novel called “Wilderness Survival.” Xu Xiaoyan had read the content, but she always felt that producing a book every half month was a bit too perfunctory.
“Don’t worry, haven’t you noticed that the book hasn’t been released to the market yet? Quite a few media outlets are promoting us for free,” Yan Fei said calmly. “Once the movie is released here, the novel’s sales will surely do well. The foreign version with Will is almost finalized and soon to be published there. Once the book is published, we’ll see if the director likes it or not.”
“Alright then!” The girl nodded, showing him the newspaper. “Look here, a civilian organization wants to gather people to join the reconnaissance team, saying they only patrol our waters to prevent foreign reconnaissance teams from crossing the line and that they need to monitor them.”
“Is that so?” Yan Fei chuckled upon hearing that. He had been searching for a long time on the internet and other media but hadn’t found any news about a civilian organization participating in a reconnaissance team. This one, though labeled as reconnaissance, was actually patriotic citizens organizing themselves to defend the territory, which wasn’t bad at all.
This was a civilian patriotic organization over in Wuyang City, and strictly speaking, it wasn’t much of an organization. It was just that America had been probing around the South Sea off and on, and some people organized themselves to protest.
Now America was making a big show of forming an international reconnaissance team to investigate, so they’re preparing to find their own ships to patrol in the South Sea in the name of reconnaissance.
The nation probably also considered this, but many things at the national level were unduly sensitive. For civilians, it wasn’t an issue, and sometimes if conflicts occurred, the nation could step in to mediate. Whereas if the conflict was directly at the official level, there would be much less room for maneuver.
“I reckon the reconnaissance team won’t be arriving for a while; you should get a contact from their newspaper later and reach out to them first,” Yan Fei was genuinely planning to go since he didn’t have much to do recently.
In America, they’re making loud proclamations, but right now, no one even knows if the reconnaissance team is assembled, let alone whether there’s a single ship that belongs to them entering the Pacific Ocean.
Yan Fei had already analyzed the reasons with Xu Xiaoyan, estimating that the decision-makers over there were feeling somewhat apprehensive and not very committed—what if this reconnaissance team goes and gets ‘mysterious’?
It’s like that example of a street hooligan who took a few secret beatings and was planning to cause a scene to prove himself again and show off his strength to intimidate others. But if something goes wrong again, he’ll lose face completely.
The hooligan originally wanted to put on airs and find trouble, but if by chance he encounters a hidden martial arts expert and gets defeated completely, not only does he lose face, but he also has to pay for the healing salves!
Yeah, there are many such examples. Years later, there was someone named Pork Intestine Dragon who took a BMW and a machete, intending to show off under the influence of alcohol, only to run into a cyclist in white who defeated him completely, resulting in Pork Intestine Dragon’s demise. It’s said that people everywhere applauded and cheered…
Now America is more or less embroiled in such a dilemma; initially, to divert public opinion, they announced the reconnaissance team. But thinking it over calmly, they realize that if the proudly conducted investigation ends with the reconnaissance team lost, what will they do then?
Now they’re stuck: going isn’t right, and not going isn’t right, so they can only make proclamations every day.
“What if you really encounter conflict if you go?” Xu Xiaoyan was a bit worried.
“I’m a martial arts master, a high-level expert!” Yan Fei said with a laugh, pulling his wife into his arms. “Don’t worry, as long as I don’t fly into the sky, no one will notice anything. Everyone knows I’ve been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I’m better than them… that’s my innate talent. Yes, I’m the type of martial arts prodigy out of a hundred million, turning decay into magic, that’s me.”
“Hey, you still have to go to the Capital!” Xu Xiaoyan suddenly remembered something and reminded him. “Meng Si’an already called us a while back; it would be rude if you can’t make it.”
“I’ll go, for sure. I still have to sell some medicine!” Yan Fei replied with certainty.
“I completely forgot about that!” The girl said with a sudden laugh. “Yan Xiaofei, from now on, you’re a seller of fake medicine.”
Although the medicine from Boss Yan had remarkable effects, no matter what, it still didn’t change the fact that it was a non-warranty product, so the girl calling him a seller of fake medicine wasn’t unfair at all.
As they were talking, the phone in the bag started vibrating.
Yan Fei took it out and, after a glance, couldn’t be bothered to answer: “It’s another unknown number. I don’t recognize it.”
He was about to tuck the phone back into the bag when the girl leaned over and took a look: “It’s a landline, it might be important, just answer it!”
When out, Yan Fei generally ignored unknown calls—in fact, he felt the same even about some known ones if he thought they were trivial.
Hearing what his wife said, Yan Fei answered it, and from the other end came a very formal voice: “Hello, is this Comrade Yan Fei?”
Turned out it was indeed official business, a call from a special department. Many people dislike dealing with special departments, but Yan Fei had long been associated with them and didn’t mind at all.