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C214 Enter Myanmar



C214 Enter Myanmar

On the horizon, a few rays of sunlight shone into the dense forest. Hee Feng walked out from the depths of the forest. Next to a small stream, there was a clear stream. Hee Feng stretched out his hand and picked up a handful of clear water. After that, he threw the water onto the surface.    

    

A cool breeze came. His face was covered with dirt because he was walking in the forest. In an instant, after being washed by the clear water, he returned to his original appearance.    

    

He was so handsome.    

    

Of course, he wasn't as handsome as a chicken.    

    

Chicken, you're too beautiful. This is ironic. You can't call it handsome.    

    

He got up and looked at the two guys lying behind him. They were from a certain group in Myanmar who didn't know what kind of weapon they were.    

    

They will be lying here forever for no other reason. They treated Hee Feng as an illegal immigrant and pointed their guns at his head. They wanted to extort money and then let him lie quietly in the dense forest and rot. He would turn into dust in this world.    

    

So, how should this kind of person change? Ah! Only death could change them.    

    

Yan Shuangying's words became the truth again.    

    

At this moment, Hee Feng was walking along the same route as before, within the borders of Myanmar.    

    

The changes in time had caused too many changes to the world. The layers of dense forest he had passed through during the battle had mostly turned into a wooden field.    

    

For the sake of economic development, a large number of primitive forests had been mined locally. As a result, the current Myanmar could no longer find the world of the dense forest that was thousands of miles away from the mountain of barbarians back then.    

    

This was because the wood merchants that came from all over the world had turned the endless primitive forests here into exquisite furniture. One by one, exquisite wooden products, or something that was stored in a certain country's wood strategically.    

    

At this moment, there was only less than one-third of the primitive forests left, struggling to survive there. Local people might have realized this danger, but they had already noticed the protection of the remaining rainforests.    

    

So, the only thing left was probably the last bit of green in the forest.    

    

However, because of the special local soil, the soil could germinate even with a chopstick. They were not worried about the loss of the soil, because if they wanted to, they didn't even need to spend a lot of money to rebuild the forest, just like how Yan Huang had built the Three Northern Defensive Forest. They only needed to close the logging field.    

    

It wouldn't take ten or twenty years, as this place was once again filled with greenery.    

    

Unfortunately, this type of soil doesn't belong to Yan Huang, perhaps this is the only regret here, but it seems like this place used to belong to us.    

    

Following the remaining greenery, Hee Feng walked through the forest. However, due to the gradual increase in population, there were not many forests here that he could freely travel through.    

    

From time to time, he would cross a road and meet a group of people.    

    

Hee Feng did not understand the language of Myanmar very well. No, he probably did not understand it at all. He only knew English and Han. As for this kind of language, he did not know which corner it came from. He would not learn it.    

    

Fortunately, the local language of Myanmar did not belong to the local mainstream language. There was a large market for Mandarin here.    

    

Most of the residents here could speak one or two sentences of Han. Some people, without his identity, would think that he was a native Yan Huang just by his language.    

    

When he was in the primitive jungle, Hee Feng arrived on the road. Compared to China, Myanmar was undoubtedly much behind. The road on the road was not as wide and flat as China's, but it was still not bad.    

    

Since he did not have any money, or rather, he did not have any official money from Myanmar, so he could only walk on foot.    

    

However, walking was not a difficult thing for him. Perhaps, to him, walking was also a form of cultivation.    

    

Other things aside, he could train his heart and mind.    

    

As there were too many things he needed to search for, he could only slowly walk on the ground. He could not fly past as quickly as he did in the past, because that was not serious or detailed.    

    

He might need to walk the path that those seniors had walked on before, and then follow the path that they had once retreated on.    

    

Along the way, there were beautiful girls from Myanmar passing by. Only then did Hee Feng understand why so many people in the country wanted to marry from South Asia, from Vietnam to Vietnam. Because, the girls here were really beautiful.    

    

Compared to the high betrothal gifts and the sky-high wedding gifts in the country, this place was undoubtedly much more popular among the male compatriots.    

    

Because, in this world, the real rich people were still in the minority. Most of them were losers.    

    

On the way, Hee Feng looked like a young man who had lowered his head. He held his satellite phone and an intelligent satellite phone. He used the Gade map on his phone to search for the route.    

    

On the other side, his other phone was searching for information and information about entering Myanmar.    

    

After all, he was not some historical figure. He did not know so much. He could only make a last-minute effort because even if his history was considered good, he could only make a last-minute effort. However, he still didn't know much about these detailed information.    

    

After all, who would remember these things for no reason? Understanding a general thing was already enough to boast to others. Why would he waste his time memorizing these cumbersome and useless things?    

    

No one would discuss this with you. At most, it would be useful when you were watching a video or when you were bragging in a group.    

    

With modern technology and the information that he had gathered, Hee Feng and the seniors of the past took the same route. However, due to the development of the era, those paths that were created for military purposes were... At this moment, many of them had already been abandoned.    

    

However, the remaining roads were still stubbornly standing in the middle of the forest. This matter was something that few people cared about.    

    

Hee Feng first went to the local bank and took some yuan to exchange for some local money in Myanmar.    

    

Without an identity certificate, due to the development of the tourism industry, there were a lot of people here. They were people from Yan Huang like him, but compared to him, most of them were tourists.    

    

Therefore, the bank staff only thought of him as an ordinary tourist and did not make things difficult for him. It also saved him some time. Hee Feng took a bunch of money and walked out of the bank.    

    

Then, he threw the money into the space.    

    

After eating something casually nearby, Hee Feng felt that his stomach was a little uncomfortable. He did not know why the food in Myanmar was light, light, light, and bland. Important things needed to be repeated more than three times.    

    

Perhaps it was because the local people believed in Buddhism, the local food in Myanmar was much sweeter. It wasn't sugar, but the kind of sweetness that was bland and tasteless.    

    

Hee Feng was very curious. How did the people here replenish the missing salt in their bodies?    

    

Didn't they rely on food?    

    

However, he wasn't in the mood to be like an old scholar, thinking about this kind of problem.    

    


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