Rezak's eyes were full of admiration: "More than just great, she now speaks more effectively than the local chief."

"If I want to find her, do you know where I need to go?"

Rezak shook his head: “You should ask the African Red Cross, but it may be difficult.

Communication is difficult in Africa. Even if everyone knows she is in a certain city, how can they find her in such a large city?

*

Uganda is located in east-central Africa, straddling the equator. It borders Kenya to the east, Tanzania and Rwanda to the south, Congo to the west, and South Sudan to the north.

Most of the country is located in the East African Plateau, and because of its many lakes, it is known as the "Highland Water Town".

This time, Fu Song went to a place called Kakabala.

After many twists and turns, Fu Song contacted the African Red Cross and spent a lot of effort to find out that Bronya was in Kakabala.

Then he had good news and bad news.

The bad news is that Kakabala is geographically remote and located on a plateau, so people there are prone to altitude sickness.

In addition, the people there are very tough, and if you are not careful you might die in a foreign land.

The good news is that Kakabala is Bronya's hometown, and when she comes here, she will most likely go home.

So all he had to do was wait in her house and there was a good chance he would catch Africa's first ambassador of love.

Accompanying Fu Song was Zhang Jiuyue.

When Fu Song said that he was going to Kakabala in Uganda, Zhang Jiuyue wanted to go with him.

As for the reason, the other party said that China Merchants Group has begun to intentionally lean towards Africa in its future strategic layout.

She wanted to take this opportunity to do more research and prepare for her future work.

Fu Song immediately objected. The reason was simple: it was not only inconvenient for a woman to travel with him, but it was also unsafe.

As a result, Zhang Jiuyue directly demonstrated to him the legendary skill of breaking seven bricks with one hand.

Seeing Zhang Jiuyue remain calm after chopping off 749 red bricks in a row, Fu Song broke out in a cold sweat.

This is a true female hero!

Fortunately, when I lived with her in the United States, I didn't have any inappropriate thoughts.

My neck is not as hard as a brick.

Therefore, after Wu Tianlang returned home early due to some urgent matters, Fu Song chose to travel with Zhang Jiuyue.

"Damn, man, is this the luxury bus you were talking about?"

In front of Fu Song, a bus that had been scrapped for not ten but twenty years was parked there, swaying.

The reason why Fu Song was so sure was that this car no longer looked like a bus.

The surface paint on the bus had long since fallen off, leaving only a rusty iron frame.

The key point is that the iron frame is full of holes, and Fu Song can even see the engine inside through the holes.

The owner of the car was called Mugur. He patted his chest and vowed that Fu Song could just get in and he would guarantee to take him there safely.

Fu Song wanted to change cars, but was told that this was the only means of transportation to Kakabal.

Of course, Fu Song could also choose to walk.

Thinking that he was still 210 kilometers away from Kakabal, Fu Song immediately gave up the idea.

He and Zhang Jiuyue got in the car, but soon realized something was wrong.

As more and more passengers tried to squeeze into the bus, the driver, Mugur, finally couldn't squeeze any more, so he started kicking the black man at the door's butt hard with his feet.

Finally, after great effort, we finally got him into the car and closed the door.

Fu Song thought the bus was about to move, but then people started getting on the roof of the bus again.

Fu Song looked at Mu Gul in disbelief: "Can people sit on the roof?"

The bus was already packed with people, and Fu Song knew without even looking that it was seriously overloaded.

If there were another 20 or 30 people sitting on the roof...

Mugur laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I've always done it this way and there's never been any problem."

He was still very polite to Fu Song.

Because this person is a super wealthy passenger from China, and the hundred-dollar bills he casually handed over are more than the sum of all the other passengers.

For this purpose, Mugur specially reserved the co-pilot seat for Fu Song, and Zhang Jiuyue also had a large space.

The other passengers were squeezed to the point of suffocation, but Fu Song and Zhang Jiuyue could not only sit comfortably, but also fold down the seat backs to sleep when they felt sleepy.

Regardless of whether people are inside the car or on the roof, they have become accustomed to this.

Although Kakabar is remote, there is never a shortage of such super rich people.

Especially the yellow-skinned Chinese, to be honest, they are all richer than each other.

Mugur was ready to set off. He opened the engine of the bus, pulled out a row of densely packed thin wires, fumbled for a while, and began to touch two wires together.

But every time it was touched, the bus would make a "buzzing" sound with difficulty and then fall silent.

It was not until after being in contact for almost fifteen minutes that it was reluctantly "ignited".

Fu Song felt a toothache when he saw this. Isn't this too outrageous?

But he never expected that the nightmare had just begun.

This time, the problem was not the bus, but the road.

Mugur had just driven two kilometers when the road ahead was cut off and replaced by a muddy road.

The mud pits were deep and shallow, and the bus was shaking in it. Fu Song could hear the squeaking sound from the car frame.

Many times, he thought the car was going to break apart and he would be hit by the twenty or thirty passengers on the roof.

Seeing his expression, Mugur laughed and said, "Don't worry, my car is very safe and there will be no problem."

Fu Song asked, "Do you drive like this every day? This road is too difficult to drive on."

Unexpectedly, Mugur shook his head and said: "It's not difficult to walk at all, you haven't seen a rainy day.

Whenever it rains, there's mud everywhere, and it's easy for cars to get stuck and can't get out. That's really difficult."

"Stuck in the mud? What should we do?" Fu Song found it hard to imagine that there was any possibility of rescuing such a broken car after it got stuck in the mud.

Mugur smiled and said, "It's very simple. There are so many people in the car, just let them get out and push it out."

"But what if the ground is covered with mud? You can't keep pushing the cart up and down, right?"

"Then let the passengers keep pushing until they get through the muddy area.

The muddy stretch where the cart needs to be pushed continuously is not very long, only about seven or eight kilometers.”

"So these passengers have to push the carts for seven or eight kilometers. So are they here to ride or push them?"

Mugur spread his hands: "There's nothing I can do about it. I'm lucky enough that I can send them to their destination.

If they don’t agree, they’ll have to walk over 200 kilometers back home.”

Fu Song was stunned.