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Chapter 141: Acclimatization Failure

Gu Lang’s brilliance lay not in confrontation but in his unique brand of nonsense—his own special style of verbal chaos. He’d drag his family’s collective IQ down to his level, then use his vast experience in absurdity to convince them of his plans.

This was how it went when he decided to go to Tanzania, and again when he ventured to Hulunbuir. And now, as he prepared for Tibet, the same strategy was in play.

Grandma’s reasoning had been simple: the brat would drive there, and long before reaching the plateau, he’d succumb to altitude sickness. Once the discomfort kicked in, no one would need to persuade him; he’d turn back on his own.

Unfortunately for Grandma, she hadn’t considered that if Gu Lang really did suffer from altitude sickness, he’d be too incapacitated to drive back at all.

This time around, Gu Lang’s preparations were more extensive than ever. After being schooled by Wang An, the so-called “master,” he believed his understanding of outdoor survival had vastly improved. His confidence was higher than ever, bolstered not only by his preparations but also by his newfound self-assurance.

Considering the harsh climate of the plateau, Gu Lang packed more than just the standard camping gear like tents and sleeping bags. Inside the rooftop tent of his Jeep Wrangler, he included a moisture-proof air mattress, down jackets and pants, and a thermal hat.

The rest of the trunk was crammed with other essentials: a portable water purifier, waterproof jackets, hiking boots, glow sticks, flashlights, binoculars, dry bags, trekking poles, a multi-tool Swiss Army knife, and more.

These items, while numerous, were still within the realm of normalcy—standard equipment for any serious outdoorsman. Wang Ping could tolerate them. But what came next was where Gu Lang crossed the line.

What do most people take when crossing the uninhabited wilderness of Changtang? A GPS device, some compressed food, maybe some nutritional supplements.

And Gu Lang? He brought an entire outdoor cooking set: a multi-fuel stove with small gas canisters, a collapsible campfire rack, a chain-linked expedition pot, and even stainless steel utensils. It was as if he were planning a picnic rather than a rugged adventure.

But the cherry on top—the thing that made Wang Ping want to bury his head in shame—was the pair of ice axes and, worst of all, a portable urinal.

The trunk couldn’t hold everything, so Gu Lang ended up commandeering the backseat where Wang Ping usually slept.

Wang Ping didn’t care much. After stashing his personal tablet in the drawer under the dashboard, he curled up in the front seat with a small backpack containing his belongings. Ever since returning from the Greater Khingan Mountains, Wang Ping had vowed never to sleep in the car while Gu Lang was driving.

After saying tearful goodbyes to Grandma and their reluctant dog, Gu Lang and Wang Ping set off once again, their first destination being Lhasa.

From Hangzhou to Lhasa, the journey spanned 4,080.7 kilometers. Ignoring fuel costs, tolls alone would cost nearly 1,500 yuan. If this trip weren’t about crossing Changtang, Gu Lang might have opted for the comfort of a flight instead.

Ding Ding, the first person to cross Changtang, once said in an interview that the first step in preparing for such a journey is to plan your route based on your strengths. After all, entering unfamiliar territory requires knowledge of both the environment and local customs.

When Ding Ding crossed Changtang, he chose a south-to-north route from Shuanghu to Mangya. Beyond Mangya lies the infamous Lop Nur.

Unfortunately, Gu Lang hadn’t gotten around to planning his route. After enduring several days of travel, he strapped on an oxygen tank on the very first day of reaching the plateau. By the time they arrived in Lhasa, Gu Lang collapsed into the hotel room, groaning and refusing to leave.

Was this altitude sickness? Wang Ping wasn’t sure. What he did know was that Gu Lang was suffering from a severe case of acclimatization failure, complete with vomiting and diarrhea.

Though worried about the team’s mission and safety, Wang Ping couldn’t abandon Gu Lang entirely. All he could do was silently pray that Jacob, wherever he was, would watch over the others and keep them safe.

Meanwhile, 200 kilometers southwest of Lhasa in Shigatse…

Luke emerged from a store selling mining equipment, a canvas backpack slung over his shoulder. He glanced around, pulled up his hood, and crossed the street toward a hotel.

On the second floor of a guesthouse called Lake God Hotel, across the street, an Asian man peered through a window, observing Luke’s movements.

“Well, this isn’t as hard as I thought!” The man lowered his binoculars and turned to smile.

Behind him, three people sat on a double bed, idly playing cards. A blonde girl with a ponytail had her face covered in sticky notes. Beside her, a Eurasian girl with golden hair and sharp Asian features frowned deeply at her hand. Across from them, a Black man with no sticky notes smirked triumphantly, holding only three cards.

“Hey! Can you guys focus for a second? I’m talking here! This is embarrassing!” the Asian man complained loudly.

“What? You want us to say something, Mr. Hee?” the Black man replied, raising an eyebrow.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Park or Deputy Captain!” The man huffed, dragging a chair over to sit beside Anna. Peering at her cards, he suggested, “You should play this one!”

The Eurasian girl glared at him coldly. “Back off! Don’t get so close!”

“She rejected you!” the blonde girl burst out laughing.

“Fine, fine!” The man shrugged, unfazed, and moved his chair to the other side. Smiling at the laughing blonde, he offered, “Sama, let me help you!”

“What, are you trying to gang up on me?” the Black man sneered. “I grew up in Vegas, remember?”

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

A knock echoed through the room. Seeing no one on the bed making a move to answer, the man who had just sat down got up again, walked to the door, and checked the peephole before opening it.

“You’re back, Luke.”

Luke nodded, pulling off his hood. The others in the room stood and gathered around him.

“Did you bring the gear?” Anna asked.

“Yes,” Luke replied, setting the backpack on the bed and pulling out five handguns and five uniquely styled combat knives.

“Wow! Are you kidding me?” the Black man exclaimed, eyes wide, pointing at the items on the bed. “Pistols? Knives? You expect us to fight armed poachers with this junk?”

“Iru!” Anna snapped. “Keep it down!”

“Don’t expect too much,” Luke said, rolling his eyes. “We’re in China, okay? Do you know how hard it was to get even this much?”

“Okay, okay!” Iru raised his hands in mock surrender, inspecting one of the pistols. But as soon as he popped the magazine, he froze, pointing at the bullets inside. “Fuck you! These are rubber bullets? Did your conscience get eaten by a dog?”

At this, even Anna rolled her eyes, glaring at Luke with clear displeasure.

“I gotta ask, Captain,” she said. “Are we here to complete a mission, or are we here to die?”

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