Everest Base Camp was a unique sight.
Mountaineers from every country gathered here, like a miniature United Nations.
Thousands of tents were pitched across the open snowfield plateau, dazzlingly colorful and vivid.
Dozens of expedition companies had also set up small radio stations and makeshift rescue headquarters here. They would remain until the end of May before leaving.
Base camp was bustling. People moved between the tents, and strangers who stayed here for a week or two became familiar with one another.
When Qing Chen first arrived, he felt that this place was even livelier than Nan Chi Town. Countless mountaineers lounged in the sun and brewed coffee.
At that moment, a Sherpa wearing traditional ethnic clothing walked over, warmly opening his arms to greet guide Xiao Zhang. "Zhang!"
Seeing this, Qing Chen controlled guide Xiao Zhang and returned the embrace enthusiastically. "Long time no see!"
Sherpas were a remarkable group of people.
Every year during Everest's peak climbing season, the largest expedition team would gather teams from various countries as the Alliance Leader, providing money and supplies and hiring Sherpas to go up first and build the "route."
Without any equipment, Sherpas risked their lives to set up safety ropes spanning 7,000 to 8,000 meters.
They carried route ropes with them as they climbed higher, fixing the ends into ancient rock ice with ice screws. The hanging ropes could then be used for logistical transport, route guidance, climbing assistance, and, to a certain extent, protecting the climbers' safety.
It could be said that without Sherpas, climbing Everest would become several times more difficult.
There were two routes up Everest: the southern slope in Nepal and the northern slope in China.
Most people preferred climbing from the southern slope because its commercialization was more developed, and because there were Sherpas