Skill Maker

Gundam, the speed cannot be stopped. Be careful of Jiuding's attack.

After escaping from the Jiuding formation, Jiang He still did not relax, but instead gave Gao a word of advice.

Obey, my lord!

Gundam quickly agreed.

Actually, there is no need to be so nervous, the Jiuding formation will not attack outside.

Xia Yu interjected, The main function of Jiuding is to guard China, and will not easily launch an attack. Just like nuclear weapons, no one will easily launch it.

That's right! After all, we have already left Kyushu. If the Jiuding formation launches another attack, it will attack the territory of another country.

Jiang He nodded, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Even with Jiang Huhu's boldness, he was frightened into a cold sweat by the situation triggered by the Jiuding formation just now. It was really almost over.

Next, what are your plans?

Xia Yu turned her head and glanced at Jiang He, You said you wanted to find what your parents left you, where should we find it?

I don't know the exact location.

Jiang He was also a little helpless about this question, Go to East Africa to eat mud duck first, and go there to find clues.

All right.

Xia Yu nodded, and then knocked on Gundam's rocket porthole, I used mirage to cover up the traces of Gundam, and landed directly on the mud duck.

Gundam, after arriving at the mud duck, it landed near the port of Mombasa.

Jiang He once heard from his father that he met his mother when he was eating mud ducks to build a port in East Africa. The port of Mombasa is the only port that Huaguo aided in building.

Soon after, the Gundam crossed the Indian Ocean and reached East Africa.

Covering his whereabouts with mirage, Gundam slowed down and slowly landed on the outskirts of Mombasa port.

Mombasa is an island connected to the mainland by a railway and a sea wall.

This is the largest port in East Africa and the commercial center of East Africa. As early as the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He had been here.

The mud duck is like spring all the year round, with a maximum temperature of 26 degrees and a minimum temperature of 10 degrees. The vegetation is lush and the precipitation is abundant. It is not a dry desert as people imagine.

Jiang He and others landed on the outskirts of the port, and Gundam turned back into an off-road vehicle.

I'm going to the port now to look for traces left by my parents.

Sitting in the car, Jiang He turned his head and glanced at Xia Yu, and said with a smile: Although the Huaguo passport can be exempted from visas. But... Jiuding will definitely not let us go. In order to avoid some unnecessary troubles, Change your identity.

With a flash of his figure, Jiang He turned into Du Heng, a rich businessman from Xiangjiang again, Miss Xiangjiang Zhang, we are here to eat mud ducks for tourism.

Okay, Boss Du.

Xia Yu also immediately activated the transformation technique and became Miss Zhang Li, an unknown singer in Xiangjiang.

Gundam, drive directly into the port.

Jiang He reached out his hand to take out his laptop, turned on the computer, and tapped on the keyboard, searching for the location of the port built with Huaguo's aid.

Berth No. 19. The location of the port built by Huaguo is at Berth No. 19. Let's go there first.

Jiang He quickly found the location where his father built the port, and sent the map to Gundam.

The car drove all the way into the port of Mombasa, and Jiang He found that the port of Mombasa is indeed the largest port in East Africa and the commercial center of East Africa.

Mombasa is not just a port, but a huge city.

Pedestrians coming and going on the road are not only black-skinned Africans, but people from almost all over the world.

You can still see Shaxian Snacks on the roadside, can you believe it?

There are two common languages ​​for eating mud ducks. One is Bantu, which is the language spoken by most black uncles in East Africa. The other is English.

While turning his head to look at the exotic atmosphere of Mombasa, Jiang He said to Xia Yu, Forget Bantu, English is fine, right?

You look down on people, don't you?

Xia Yu rolled her eyes at Jiang He, I can speak nine different languages, so of course I don't understand English.

Oh, nine languages?

Jiang He smiled and said in his heart: Speaking out will scare you to death, there is no language in this world that I don't understand.

A person who is proficient in language skills, Jiang He no longer cares whether the other party speaks human language or not.

My lord, the No. 19 berth is ahead.

At this time, Gundam has arrived at the No. 19 berth that Jiang He is looking for.

It is said that the berths are actually no smaller than ordinary ports.

There are warehouses all over the shore, filled with mountains of containers. Huge cargo ships are also docked at the berths.

This is a modern large port. The traces of the past... are completely gone!

Jiang He asked Gundam to turn around at berth No. 19, only to see buildings made of reinforced concrete, and he couldn't find where his father worked and lived at all.

Taking out the laptop again, Jiang He tapped again, searching for the architectural drawings of the No. 19 berth, searching for the construction plan of the No. 19 berth.

Compare one by one and search carefully.

Finally, Jiang He found a street called Swahi, which was probably the place where Huaguo workers lived when the No. 19 berth was built.

The car turned around and drove all the way to Swahi Street.

The further you go, the more old and dilapidated the houses and buildings on the side of the road are, it seems that this is a slum.

The arrival of Jiang He has attracted the attention of nearby residents. Africans stood on the side of the road, looking at Jiang He and others with surprise and curiosity.

Ignoring these passers-by, Jiang He drove in continuously, and finally at the end of Swahi Street, Jiang He found his target.

A row of red brick bungalows.

Simple buildings that look like temporary housing.

Over the past twenty years, these houses have become very old and dilapidated.

What really caught Jiang He's attention was...a line of writing faintly visible on the wall of the house.

Quality...Safety...Taishan...

A line of indistinct text completely indicated the origin of these dilapidated bungalows.

Xia Yu, wait for me in the car.

Jiang He parked his car near the row of red brick bungalows, and walked towards a group of black people squatting by the wall.

Does anyone know the Hua people who lived here back then?

Jiang He spoke fluent Bantu language, and still held a stack of green dollar bills in his hand.

Nearly twenty years have passed, it is impossible to still have the breath of his parents here, Jiang He can only ask these people.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang He took out the money, not only did the people around him not speak, but they looked at Jiang He with greed in their eyes.

Hey! Young man, your money will not bring you an answer, but will bring you danger.

At this time, the door of a red brick house slowly opened, and a tall and strong middle-aged black man walked out.

Seeing this person come out, the greedy eyes all around instantly shrank back, and the black people who were about to surround Jiang He all sat down again.

It is indeed dangerous! I am very dangerous!

Jiang He grinned and raised the money in his hand, Can you give me the answer? This is the reward.

I built the port with those Chinese people back then, what do you think?

The strong black man came up and nodded to Jiang He, You have to tell me who is the Huaguo person you are looking for, so that I can give you the answer.

Jiang Zhengqiang! What I'm looking for is the place where Jiang Zhengqiang lived!

Jiang He answered quickly.

Jon? Are you looking for Jon Jane Conn?

This tall and strong black man suddenly showed panic on his face.