False Alarm
A burst of footsteps sounded.
Someone spoke from a distance. "You Chinese people, have you noticed how terrifyingly quiet it is around here?"
"Mr. Alberta, what are you worried about?"
Dr. Shao Xinshu, a snake expert, took the initiative to respond to the newcomer. They were something like colleagues, and had talked a bit during the day, so they naturally knew each other.
Dr. Shao was a snake expert who studied snake behavior. Franklin Alberta, on the other hand, was a native African zoologist whose research included snakes. Although he wasn't as specialized in them as Dr. Shao, his knowledge covered a much broader range.
"Quiet! Dead quiet. This is Africa, where wild animals are active. Once night falls, it usually gets very lively, especially in a pristine natural environment like this, which is the animals' paradise. But listen carefully."
Franklin Alberta was Black. Nearly ninety percent of the passengers on the turboprop regional flight from Kinshasa N'djili International Airport to Cairo International Airport in Egypt were Black.
Despite the laughter and chatter in the temporary camp, the African zoologist wasn't happy at all.
It was unusually quiet all around them. There weren't even any animal calls in the distance, and not a single insect chirped. It was as if, within dozens of miles, everywhere but their camp were lifeless zones, as dead as a grave.
Places like this did exist on the African Continent. They were unquestionably ominous, and anyone there should get as far away as possible, as quickly as they could.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present turned to look at one person.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm no beauty!"
Li Bai calmly picked through a much larger portion of shredded beef. It was one of the perks of serving as