Pilgrims

Zhang Zian was not surprised to meet Peter Lee. After all, they had an appointment with the Bedouin tribe today, and Siwa was the only way to go to the Bedouin tribe. It was also their final stop.

Following behind the land cruiser were several other cars. They were identical and apparently belonged to members of the Cosmological Information Society.

"It's fine. I have to wait for the other members of the expedition team. They will still need a little while to get here." Zhang Zian shook his head, refusing.

He did not have a good impression of the members of the Cosmological Information Society. They had not done anything bad or out of the ordinary. The thing he took issue with was that they thought very differently from ordinary people. In fact, from their outer appearances, they looked more friendly than the common man. Perhaps that was the expression of those who had firm belief in their hearts.