Chapter 235: Inexplicable Sandstorm
Zhang Benling originally didn't want to agree, but was eventually persuaded by Nan Xihe's eloquence.
The main reason is that Nan Xihe has excellent professional skills. The photos he took perfectly reproduced the appearance and temperament in real life, and no secondary modification was needed.
It can be seen that Nan Xihe's professional course performance must be good. Although his photography skills are not as good as those of top-notch well-known photographers, they are much better than most untalented photographers.
When Zhang Benling first discovered cameras, he thought that when he had some free time in the future, he would definitely form a professional team to take beautiful photos of every outfit he wore.
It’s a pity that I haven’t had time until now. Looking at the current situation, I’m afraid I won’t have the chance in the future.
Under Zhang Moyu's surprised gaze, Zhang Benling changed his clothes without changing his expression, then picked up the props and posed to Nan Xihe's excited chatter.
Nan Xihe became more and more satisfied with Zhang Benling. He said that the style of the clothes he chose was absolutely fine, but Jie Lianhuan was too sloppy and could not support the temperament of the clothes at all.
Now that someone else is wearing it, it looks like the flying goddess from Dunhuang has descended to earth. Coupled with the rising sun and flying yellow sand behind, it is as if the mural has come alive.
What surprised him even more was that Zhang Benling really had the unique skill of playing the pipa in reverse, but the music he played sounded strange, as he had never heard it before.
After the fun, everyone continued on their journey.
After Zhang Benling figured out the direction to go, he took a break. The road was flat with sand dunes all around, so he didn't need to spend all his energy figuring out the best route.
However, after he had told fortunes again after a while, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"We're all in the same car, so why are the results I got for Wuxie and Xiaonan different?"
This was the first time Zhang Benling encountered such a bizarre situation, and he spoke with some confusion.
The accuracy and difficulty of fortune-telling are closely related to the person being told. The more powerful and formidable the person, the harder it is to tell, and the less accurate the results. That's why Zhang Benling always favors picking on the weak.
Along the way, he had actually been using the weakest Nan Xihe as the subject for divination. Suddenly, he changed to Wuxie on a whim, but he did not expect that an unexpected result would occur.
With his ability in divination, he shouldn't have made a mistake. Could it be that Wuxie and Nan Xihe would go their separate ways in a while, so he calculated two different development scenarios?
But their team will not disperse for no reason. They are still in the same car in the vast Gobi Desert. They have no chance and no reason to go their separate ways.
Hearing Zhang Benling's puzzled mumbling, Zhang Moyu also calculated two hexagrams. In order to ensure accuracy, he even picked out three older coins from Hei Xiazi's rattling coin purse as auxiliary tools.
After calculating the two hexagrams, Zhang Moyu fell silent.
It's possible that one person made a mistake, but if both people made a mistake, then there's definitely something wrong.
When they cast a hexagram for Nan Xihe, they got the Gen hexagram, which belongs to the earth element and represents mountains, which is consistent with their expectation that they will be walking on the sandy Gobi Desert next.
When you cast a hexagram for Wuxie, you get the Xun hexagram, which belongs to the wood element and is dominated by wind.
If the wood element is not seen, it will definitely attract wind evil. This hexagram has the appearance of strong wind.
According to this hexagram, there will be a sandstorm soon, right?
Zhang Moyu and Zhang Benling looked at each other and looked out the car window together.
It was calm outside the car window, and it looked peaceful and harmonious, but who could say for sure that this was not the calm before the storm?
The three cars drove forward calmly for less than ten minutes. Just when everyone else was saying that the two of them were making a fuss, Zhang Moyu suddenly noticed that the wind and sand seemed to be rising outside.
The gravel on the ground was carried by the strong wind, rushing around wildly in the wind, and hitting the car with a rustling sound.
"A sandstorm is coming."
Zhang Moyu reminded them calmly. Everyone had made some guesses after hearing their conversation, but now their worries were finally gone.
Xie Yuchen, who was quite knowledgeable and had made relevant strategies in advance, looked confused.
"Sandstorm? How is that possible!"
They have only come to the Tamutu Basin once so far, so how come they happened to encounter a sandstorm?
And although there are several sandstorms and tornadoes in Tamudu every year, it is not the right time of year now.
Normally at this time of year, the Gobi Desert should be very quiet, but suddenly a strong wind blew, which looked strange no matter how you looked at it.
"The eye of the sandstorm seems to be getting closer and closer to us. Sea Snake, turn around and head northeast. We should be able to avoid the eye at a faster speed."
Zhang Haishe agreed immediately, turned around as instructed, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The two cars behind followed suit, speeding in one direction along with the leading car.
The wind and sand were getting stronger and stronger. Zhang Qiling and the others saw that in the direction they were originally heading, there was a huge ochre-colored dragon of wind and sand that covered the sky and was slowly moving towards them.
The sand and gravel mixed in the wind continued to increase, gradually forming a doomsday scene that covered the sky and the sun.
The sandstorm directly disrupted the electronic signal, and the real-time electronic maps on several people's mobile phones suddenly went offline.
"Hey, Boss Zhang, the software you developed is not good."
Obviously, with such despicable words, Hei Xiazi is trying to make himself known again.
Zhang Benling was staring outside and saw the car window glass that was intact without even a scratch from the ravages of wind and sand. Hearing this, he just explained casually.
"There is absolutely no problem with the software writing and running. The current situation is that the signal is bad, which has nothing to do with my software."
The satellite above their heads now is still a second-hand one that he rented from the country. It is understandable that the signal is poor when encountering special situations occasionally.
Satellites can be considered strategic resources, but it is extremely expensive to thoroughly research them, and they are troublesome to build. The day when they can manufacture their own satellites is a distant prospect. The top leaders of their families all agree that it is not impossible to control the hardware with software if needed in the future. Instead of using the money to research and manufacture satellites, it is better to do something else.
Zhang Benling developed this kind of map software with the idea that it would be usable under general circumstances. After all, people who downloaded his software to find their way around would not usually plan to wander around in the mountains or Gobi Desert.
Their three cars narrowly avoided the violent sandstorm, and four seconds later, their cars escaped by brushing the edge of the sandstorm.
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