The exchange with the President of Tanzania was very easy, and it might also be to give Bazel face. They chatted for a long time, from Bazel investing in the conservation park in Africa, to their acquaintance and assistance. An Feng only learned about Bazel's glorious deeds from the chat, but he was only blamed for being too low-key.

Bazel is the kind of attitude that I do if I like it, and no matter how others see it, he will not talk about it, whether it is good or bad.

They said goodbye to Hassan and returned to the hotel.

An Feng took the time to tell the whole story to the local government, but the cause was not important. The reason they recorded was mostly out of curiosity rather than caution about the case... This country does not pay much attention to it, the reason is very simple: poaching is bad, and poaching to death is good.

...

African holidays are not all about watching animals and driving out to hunt. According to An Feng’s imagination, East Africa is a yellow grassland with animals everywhere, with scorching sun and endless sunlight. But on the last day of the holiday, Bazer took them to a place that changed their mindset: Zanzibar.

Zanzibar is a beautiful island overseas in Tanzania. It is famous for growing lilacs. There are many lilacs and other bright flowers on the island, and there is no shortage of sunny beaches and clear transparent oceans. There is a constant stream of white tourists visiting the local area. It is like a paradise.

Everyone sunbathed on the island or walked around the nearby beaches. Anfeng met local residents - three or four black children.

They were very curious about tourists, especially when the tourists pointed the camera at them, the guys felt that when they came, they twisted and danced in the sun. Not to mention, although there was no fixed routine, they were quite stylish and reflected the style of the African land.

Zanzibar Island. The primitive and wild "Samba" was performed by four black naughty kids. The naughty kids played with their mouths and played them with their mouths. They enjoyed the attention of the camera, and were not at all stage frightened. They felt unsatisfied. One child even picked up a bottle of drinks on the ground and slapped it as a hand drum. They had a strong desire to perform, and black people were naturally sensitive to the rhythm of music, so they infected others as they jumped.

Charlie, Catherine and even Matthew were all cheering up their rhythm, and An Feng also twisted with the children's original music. It was not very particular, but it was very happy and the excitement attracted the children next to him, and he was also unwilling to be outdone and showed off his unique skills in front of a group of foreigners.

The children were crazy and used slippers to beat the beats. If the country was not developed, they might have been able to set up a band when they grew up, and everyone would let go, as if they were back to their stupid childhood. Seeing the performances of these naughty kids, they all appeared vividly, like little monkeys.

The joy and funnyness of the naughty children ignited the excitement on the beach. Before leaving, An Feng went to the local photo studio to print the photos of the performance just now for them, but he didn't expect anything else to give. They couldn't spend the US dollar, so they went to the vendor to make several large plates of bananas to give to others.

The children were full of harvest. They were holding bananas and worshiping them on the coast.

Everyone went back to pack their luggage and came to Duoduoma, and according to the previous requirements, the other party chose some of the largest and most complete ivory for them to wash with water. Each ivory was very beautiful, the largest 50 kilograms, nearly two meters long.

An Feng chose two relatively good ones, about one meter, and bought them at a high price of $150,000. It was almost three times the market price. Naturally, most of the money was charity to support local anti-poaching work. Their generosity also allowed the other party to issue the most powerful proof.

International inspections on the whole ivory are very strict. Those who like An Feng and others will face numerous inspections if they do not have sufficient source certificates. But now the president has spoken and the minister stamps a permit. Even if they want to pick the eggs, they will not be able to pay some taxes at most.

After the procedures were completed, the things were packed and the business jet was brought to pick them up.

On the plane left, looking at the vast plains under your feet, the legendary experiences of these days came to an end. Everyone covered their blankets, unfolded their seats, and took a nap to nourish their spirits. After returning to the United States, the work that should be worked, the school that should be school, and the wild land gradually faded away.

...

Back at San Raphael, they fell on the soft bed and slept beautifully.

Returning to a civilized society, you will never experience the wonderful stimulation in Africa. You will be separated from the original beauty of civilization. When you think about it occasionally, you will miss it. Whether it is the environment or people, you will become extremely simple, without scheming, without hypocrisy, and only with sincerity to help you at critical moments.

Since they were caught in bullets that day and Sinclair had not left, he had cherished such friendships that could only be verified in critical moments.

"Will we take risks when we have time?" Joanna turned over and looked at him.

"Okay, as long as you have time," said An Feng, "but you have to prepare enough next time, use stronger sunscreen, look, I'm tanned."

"Hehe." Joanna pulled her arm that was blocked by the blanket. This was pretty good. I also heard that there were tourists who were sunburned into the hospital.

An Feng scratched the little tiger lying lazily on the ground: "I guess Xiaobai will grow up next time. If possible, I would like to take it to Africa."

"Are you sure? It's just a domestic tiger!" Joanna looked at Xiaobai.

"Don't worry, you will be shocked then." An Feng said with a smile. Domestic tigers are naturally not good, but what if they are comprehensive and strengthened?

He is looking forward to the narrow encounter between tigers and other beasts on the African grasslands.

And all this comes from his biotechnology.

A few days after returning, An Feng took Xiaobai to the research center. It was the most difficult and most consuming to configure the potion, but his interest made him persevere, and the most advanced machine made him smoother... Until the configuration was successful, An Feng carefully injected it into the little tiger's body.

The first stage is a bit risky, and An Feng has to observe it all the time.

After spending five hours in a hurry, the tiger showed no sign of deterioration, proving that the first step had been taken. From now on, Xiaobai is no longer a simple Bengal tiger. It is an evolver who was stimulated with mutation genes, and perhaps it can change the direction of the tiger's evolution in the future.

An Feng hugged Xiaobai and played for a while. After not seeing him for a few days, he grew up a lot. His size was comparable to some medium and large dogs, but his cuteness still did not disappear. He was chubby. When you stretched your head in front of him, he would take the initiative to come over and beat him.

Seeing that it was no different from usual, An Feng felt relieved. Genetic engineering was not easy. If the research center had not had money, purchased the most advanced machines, and the absolutely accurate technology in his mind, he would not have dared to start recklessly. But so far, the machine brain has not made any mistakes.

After returning, An Feng continued to sort out the second stage of medicine.

But the progress of the machine brain made him uneasy. The repair was 49%, and it felt infinitely close to 50%. In addition to the expectation of the answer, he was also a little afraid of unknown things. Until now, An Feng didn't know why these things were there and what was the purpose of their appearance.

This has always been a mystery, and the longer it is, the more weird it becomes.

Just as he was thinking about it, Joanna's voice came from outside the yard: "Dear, please help me get a bottle of weight loss mineral water."

"Wait a minute." An Feng went to find it... In fact, it is a bitter mineral water produced in the Czech Republic. It is said to have the effect of beauty and weight loss. Because of its scarcity, the price is amazing. It is rare on the market. She ordered it through VIP channels, supplied monthly and shipped directly to air.

He picked up the bottle and cup, walked out through the kitchen, still thinking about the strange information in his head. It seemed that he was very close. He walked through the living room and walked out of the yard, and the afternoon sun shone on him. At that moment, the repair progress of the machine brain reached 50%.

At this moment, a feeling of powerlessness hit my heart, my vision became dark, and I had time to glance at Joanna. My eyes turned black, my limbs were weak and I fell forward, my body lost consciousness, and my hearing gradually disappeared. Just like my original experience, slowly, Joanna's voice left him.

...

I don’t know how long I slept this time.

The biological brain was resting before, and the machine brain was still working, but this time it was different. The biological brain and the machine brain crashed at the same time. After waking up, they lay in the hospital bed. It was quite luxurious. They had a unique room and a supporting bathroom. I don’t know if there is a living room outside, two or three bedrooms…

An Feng shook his head and was thinking about something! The ward is now empty, it is already bright outside. I guess he has been lying down for a while, but he still feels a little exhausted. He is always told by Joanna that he is as strong as a tiger, but now he has finally become a sick cat...

"Concentrate!" An Feng silently thought in his mind, recalling the whole process of the matter, the repair progress of the machine brain reached 50%, which is a key point, so... it needs to be restarted once, store the original information, and bring new, broader and vast content.

The reason for doing this is...

"Will I die?" An Feng felt incredible and continued to turn down, and his heart was relieved.

The thing is this: Future technology triggers the butterfly effect, and the world will perish for various reasons, such as nuclear wars, conventional wars, such as meteorites hit the earth, icebergs melt, doomsday virus, Nokia in her hand accidentally fell to the ground and smashed through the earth...

"What?" An Feng was speechless. Even without these next-generation technologies, the earth would sooner or later be destroyed for one of the above reasons, right?

What does that have to do with yourself?

The answer is...no.

But the data from the machine brain is very certain: the earth will be destroyed. As for which method, the butterfly effect is influential, and it can only be calculated based on An Feng's behavior. For example, Nokia smashed through the earth is about one in a billion, while the nuclear war is currently only about 3%.

It is not that Nokia cannot smash the earth. When there is a probability of quantum tunneling, it is normal to crash into the earth at high altitude. If An Feng has this ability, compress its density to within its Schwarzsie radius, and the Nokia black hole can destroy the earth...

It's far... In the end, the machine brain wants to tell An Feng: The earth will be destroyed.

There are also solutions to the machine brain, such as An Feng showing off his power and transforming into Superman to save the earth... He doesn't like red underwear! For example, telling all mankind and using the collective power... The mental hospital reserves a luxury bed! For example, creating a super spaceship and getting out of the sea of ​​suffering early... The difficulty is not very great.

In short, the choice is all about An Feng. The machine brain is only responsible for notifying him. As for what he likes to do, or even sleeping too late, it is good to die in the sun and wait for death - it is the most labor-saving. According to the current analysis, An Feng is lazy and has no ambitions, and has a 15% chance of waiting for death in the sun and waiting for death.
Chapter completed!