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Logically speaking, with the mountains acting as a natural barrier, any radio transmitter installations should have been placed on the side closer to the Gobi Desert. But whether the one Gu Lang had spotted was set up by Luke’s team or someone else entirely remained uncertain. After all, they weren’t the only ones who used radios. Wang Ping himself had once encountered poachers equipped like special forces—over-the-top and dangerously professional.
Still, this discovery served as a wake-up call for the honey badger. They were now deep in mission territory, and Gu Lang’s aimless wandering could easily be misinterpreted. If anyone thought he was there to poach golden eagles, things might get messy. With just a month of half-baked training, Gu Lang would be in way over his head.
After Gu Lang ended his live stream and retreated into the tent, Wang Ping climbed back into the car, pulling out the tablet to study their route.
Thanks to past experiences, Gu Lang wasn’t about to let the engine die overnight—not in this area, where proximity to snow-capped peaks meant extreme temperature swings. Sleeping in the car seemed like the obvious choice anyway. The sleeping bag that had once belonged to the honey badger was now doubling as Little Four’s makeshift diaper, so sharing a tent with Gu Lang sounded less appealing than enduring the AC in the car.
The route Gu Lang had hastily plotted in Nyima County involved heading north, crossing the snow line on the western flank of Weiwei Mountains, then looping eastward around Chitong Mountain and Frog Lake before turning west at the easternmost edge of the no-man’s land. It was circuitous, but it was the result of two days of careful deliberation—or at least what passed for careful deliberation in Gu Lang’s mind.
Wang Ping had initially supported the plan because it cut through the Gobi Desert nestled between the two mountain ranges—the very region marked in Anna’s briefing as the golden eagle’s hunting grounds.
But now, the honey badger sat hunched over the tablet, swiping left with a stylus, searching for an alternate entry point into the Qiangtang no-man’s land from the western slopes of Weiwei Mountains.
Given that the radio transmitters had been planted outside the mountains, it was likely the entire Gobi was under surveillance. Venturing directly into such a hotspot would be reckless—even suicidal. And since Wang Ping didn’t want Gu Lang getting tangled up in whatever trouble lurked ahead, yet still wanted to investigate personally, skirting the edge of the danger zone seemed like the safest option. Besides, with teammates involved, exposure was the last thing Wang Ping needed.
Gu Lang, for all his quirks, had somehow become a minor celebrity on Douyu. While his rise to fame was undeniably bizarre, it fell within acceptable bounds of public perception—for now. But if he kept running into poachers during live streams, people would start asking questions—and not the kind you could answer casually. A visit from the authorities would be inevitable.
“Maybe I should smash his tablet while he sleeps?” The honey badger scratched his head, mulling it over before deciding against it.
For all Gu Lang’s seemingly clueless demeanor, Wang Ping sensed a stubborn determination simmering beneath the surface—a desire to prove he wasn’t just along for the ride. That explained why Gu Lang insisted on crossing the no-man’s land head-on despite the risks.
“Woo-wah! Wooo~~~”
From the driver’s seat, Little Four stirred in its blanket, kicking its legs and whimpering as though caught in a nightmare. The honey badger sighed, tossing aside the tablet and hopping over to pat the pup. After a few comforting strokes, the wolf quieted down, nuzzling Wang Ping’s tail with a soft whine before drifting back to sleep.
“Damn it,” the honey badger muttered, trying unsuccessfully to extricate his tail from the pup’s grip. “If I’m going to sneak off and check things out, I’ll need to deal with both Gu Lang and this little furball.”
Resigned, he thought, “Guess I’ll have to play dirty. What can I say? Being stuck in animal form does have its perks…”
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The night passed uneventfully. By morning, fortune smiled upon them: no rain, no snow, no hail. As the first rays of dawn painted the horizon, Wang Ping stood atop the car, paws outstretched, practicing what looked like a cross between aerobics and some ancient family qigong ritual.
The wind howled fiercely below, occasionally punctuated by sharp cries echoing through the valley. Each time Wang Ping turned to investigate, however, nothing appeared.
He wasn’t seeking any mystical “qi” sensations—it was more boredom than anything else. Rising early left him restless, and this absurd routine helped pass the time.
By the time the sun fully ascended, bathing the distant snowy peaks in radiant light, the streamer emerged from the tent, yawning and rubbing sleep from his eyes.
Today’s plan involved driving across the snow line. Before hitting the road, Gu Lang busied himself feeding his two “masters” breakfast and fitting anti-skid chains onto the tires. The live stream audience was sparse, mostly loyal fans genuinely curious about the journey.
Bundled in a thick jacket and wearing yesterday’s dried gloves, Gu Lang crouched beside the car, diligently working. Behind him, the honey badger perched on a folding stool, slurping porridge from a steel bowl. Nearby, the wolf pup lapped at warm milk from another bowl.
It wasn’t until 10 AM that everything was ready.
With a roar, the Jeep Wrangler rumbled away from the mountain base, ascending toward the western slope. This stretch resembled a natural wind tunnel between the mountains; the higher they climbed, the stronger the gusts became. Four kilometers up the incline, the windows were already obscured by swirling snowflakes.
Sunlight glinted off the icy expanse, forcing Wang Ping to squint. Progress was slow. Gu Lang, donning sunglasses, navigated cautiously, steering clear of pristine white patches where hidden crevices might swallow the vehicle whole.
Though barely ten kilometers separated them from the snow line, the ascent took over an hour. Only when they descended beyond Weiwei Mountains did Gu Lang visibly relax, exhaling deeply.
At the foot of the slope lay a small riverbank. To the west stretched a narrow valley entrance, while to the east sprawled the vast Gobi Desert, dotted with dust devils dancing across the barren landscape.
“We made it!”
Gu Lang parked, massaging his stiff legs after the tense drive. He double-checked the GPS to ensure they hadn’t veered off course. Just then, the honey badger tapped the dashboard. Both Gu Lang (poring over a map) and Little Four (freshly awakened from a nap in its hammock) turned to look.
Ignoring the pup’s adorable plea for attention, Wang Ping leapt onto the dashboard, pointing a claw toward the riverbank below.
“You mean go down there?”
Frowning at the map, Gu Lang shook his head. “That’s not the right path…”
Knock knock.
Wang Ping rapped on the windshield, waiting for Gu Lang to glance over before pointing again—not at the valley entrance, but at a sheltered hollow on the opposite bank, shielded from the wind.
“Over there? Why?” Gu Lang asked, baffled.
Wang Ping gestured toward the roof, where only Gu Lang’s tent lay.
“You’re saying we should camp here?” Gu Lang glanced at the hollow again, shaking his head. “It’s a good spot, sure, but it’s barely noon. We’ve only been traveling for two hours. Isn’t it too early to stop?”
“I don’t care! You’re staying put!”
Exasperated, the honey badger prepared to resort to brute tactics. But before he could act, something caught Gu Lang’s eye. Turning eastward toward the desert, his jaw dropped.
Wang Ping followed his gaze. Where moments ago mere wisps of sand had danced, a colossal sandstorm now churned across the wasteland, devouring everything in its path.
“Well…” Gu Lang straightened, suddenly serious. “Boss has a point. That spot isn’t half bad—nestled against the mountain with water nearby. Perfect, really.”
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