Chapter 1475 - 441: Gusanka, the Small Town

Chapter 1475: Chapter 441: Gusanka, the Small Town

Chen Yan went in to take a look at the room.

The suite was a one-bedroom, one-living room configuration, with a bedroom and a matching bathroom inside. The bed was a standard double bed, and the sheets and such seemed reasonably clean.

It would do for now.

With this suite layout, it’s clear that tonight Haid would have to sleep on the sofa, but he didn’t mind at all. To Haid, this place was already the most upscale place he had stayed in his life.

This hotel was a hundred times better than the steel shell of the gas station he had stayed in before, and the sofa was more comfortable than the ragged little bed he had at home.

Besides, there’s air conditioning!

Chen Yan didn’t say anything. After entering the bedroom, he closed the room door, ignoring Haid outside—who was scratching his head studying the TV in the living room. After turning it on, for some reason, there was no image, only static.

Let him be with his research.

After closing the door, Chen Yan sat on the bed and spread out the map he had just bought in the lobby.

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Chen Yan first located the hotel’s position on the map: the hotel was in the northwest part of town.

Then, he followed the direction and began looking towards the southeastern area.

When entering the city, the spot where he sensed the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi being absorbed was in the southeastern direction of the city.

It’s not that he had procrastination issues, nor did Chen Yan not want to run over and investigate immediately.

It’s just that after the car entered the city, he discovered the anomaly in the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi in that area and planned to go and check directly.

But before he could instruct Haid to stop the car, the strange surge of the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi absorption suddenly ceased.

In an instant, everything returned to normal.

The speed of this was so fast that even Chen Yan didn’t have time to ascertain the exact location; he could only remember a general direction.

After looking at the map for a while, Chen Yan seemed thoughtful, then got up and walked out of the bedroom with the map in hand.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, Little Haid, who was sitting on the sofa outside, immediately bounced up from his seat, standing up straight, looking at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan waved his hand, indicating that he didn’t need to concern himself.

Haid gestured a few times, roughly meaning to ask if Chen Yan had any instructions.

Chen Yan picked up his phone and typed a sentence: I’m going out, you don’t need to follow.

Leaving his phone, Chen Yan went out.

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There’s a restaurant on the first floor of the hotel, which is said to provide breakfast here in the morning.

In the evening, it offers dinner along with alcoholic beverages—serving as a "bar" reluctantly.

It serves multiple purposes for a single place.

When Chen Yan came to the first floor and entered the restaurant, it was not yet business hours, and it was empty inside.

He walked up to the bar, where there were no bar stools, so he had to drag a chair over himself.

The chair was a bit low relative to the bar, but Chen Yan didn’t mind; he sat there casually, reached over the bar, picked up a cup on the counter, and gently tapped the table.

After he tapped a few times, a figure quickly peeked out from a small door behind the bar.

It was a staff member in a hotel uniform, a local with a skin color similar to Haid’s.

He glanced at Chen Yan, seemed to frown, and said something in Arabic.

Chen Yan didn’t understand, coldly tapped the table again.

The guy seemed to want to say something more, showing impatience, but he shut his mouth.

Because Chen Yan’s other hand, with fingertips pinching a US Dollar bill, was looking at him coldly.

"..."

The impatience on this guy’s face immediately turned into a flattering smile.

"Can you speak English?" Chen Yan asked coldly.

"...A little bit, sir."

"Get me a beer."

The guy went back and came back a minute later with a bottle of beer, which was surprisingly cold. Obviously, it had just been taken out of the fridge.

Opened the bottle cap and brought a clean glass, placing both in front of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan smiled and pushed the money in his hand over.

The guy’s eyes brightened—the value of this US Dollar note far exceeded the price of the beer, meaning he could make a good profit.

Just as he nodded to say thank you, his eyes suddenly brightened even more.

Because Chen Yan took out another US Dollar bill and placed it on the table.

"Give me a brief introduction of this city, what’s there to enjoy."

This was a standard request, and since this guy worked in a hotel, he had encountered many guests with similar requests before.

Soon, the smile on his face grew more enthusiastic, his fingers swiftly sweeping the table to pocket the US Dollars, and began introducing.

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Gusanka is not a big town, and the population is unknown—because this basically disorganized country has little capacity to conduct a census—a backward country without even universal electricity and water, let alone the internet.

Conducting a census would require the government to invest a lot of manpower to do the work.

But as the largest city in this nearby area, Gusanka still has some characteristics. It used to be the ruling seat of the local governor during the colonial era.

So, quite a few colonial-era buildings were left behind, along with streets once inhabited by white communities.

Moreover, when French colonizers ruled here, they built factories for producing perfumes.

Therefore, the perfume factory has been preserved here, and it is said to produce authentic French perfumes.

To the north of the city is the wealthy district, centered around the former white community streets, covering several surrounding streets, and the basic infrastructure is comparatively better.