Chapter 172. The Joy of a Night Raid

Mo Fan led them directly to the mine, found the miner, retrieved the Nazca gems, and returned them.

This matter can be considered completely resolved.

After the crisis was resolved, they left.

As for Mott's death, it was indeed a wasted death, because the whole thing started because of him.

Most importantly, even though he was dead, he still incurred the wrath of the Peruvian leadership!

The mine that originally belonged to him was handed over to the state. Half of the payment went to Mo Fan, and the other half went to his country.

Mo Fan didn't keep the mine for himself; instead, he donated it directly to Wei Fang. After all, he had killed a general-level officer.

Therefore, the government also contributes to this effort to some extent.

Moreover, things like garrisoning require manpower.

The next stop was Mexico. Unsurprisingly, the instructors confiscated all of everyone's valid documents and required them to hike to Mexico, traversing the long sea route between the Caribbean and the Pacific Ocean, passing through Colombia, Panama, Costa Rica, and many other countries...

"Damn it, this land route is so long and narrow, it's like the sea route in One Piece. It would take at least a long walk from Xiamen in Fujian to Shenyang or Dalian!" Zhao Manyan was very dissatisfied with this.

"The Caribbean Sea is right next to us, won't there be pirates or something?" Jiang Yu asked in a rather childish way.

"I don't know if there are Caribbean pirates, but there is indeed a notorious gang roaming among these countries with close maritime borders. Their damage to the countries around this area is second only to the Black Vatican," Nan Jue said.

"Let's hope we don't run into them or get robbed on the road. We have several beautiful women in our group, after all," Zhao Manyan said in a low voice.

"Hmph, I've heard that handsome young men like you are even more popular in America!" Jiang Shaoxu retorted without any politeness.

"Crossing the Caribbean is better than going to the Amazon rainforest for training. The Amazon is home to a vast empire of forest monsters whose exact number has never been counted. They are everywhere, with tribes and clans all over the place. I believe that if we go to the Amazon for training, our training will end here," Jiang Yu said.

If we were to use colors to categorize the Amazon rainforest, the surrounding area would be entirely red, while the deeper parts would be an incredibly exaggerated shade of purple, with an astonishing density. If a person were to venture into the depths of the Amazon rainforest, it would be like a little monster entering the heart of Shanghai.

A city of demons!

That's what Amazon is called!

To be honest, they felt that if their next stop wasn't Mexico but Brazil, their ruthless mentor would really throw them into the Amazonian monster city—to put it nicely, to train them; to put it bluntly, to use them as food to feed the Amazonian monsters.

"The mentors just want us to gain experience, not to die. You're overthinking it," Mo Fan said with a smile.

The routes are all predetermined and planned. As I said before, they are all talented people, so who would want to let them go to waste?

Crossing the border wasn't too difficult, and before they knew it, they had left Peru, passed through Colombia, and were approaching the Caribbean Sea.

They continued along the land, relying on their own two feet, since most of the team members were not skilled in naval warfare.

A mage's speed is actually quite similar to that of a mode of transportation. So it doesn't have a significant impact.

This is the tropics, and coconut trees are very common. Along the way, we passed through many villages, towns, and cities, most of which had rows and rows of coconut trees, and the houses were mostly thatched or wooden structures...

"Strange, is this a village for bachelors? Why have we passed through so many villages and still not seen many women?" Zhao Manyan, probably feeling lonely, started complaining again.

In particular, Mo Fan would sneak out every night and come back with a satisfied look on his face, which really provoked him.

Unable to compete in strength, and even less so in terms of women, Zhao Manyan suffered a great blow.

But Mo Fan was also very curious about how he managed to relax when the two of them lived together.

Is it Mu Nujiao?

Or is it Mu Ningxue?

Do they spoil Mo Fan like that?

Little did he know that Mo Fan always treated everyone equally.

Neither Mu Nujiao nor Mu Ningxue knew that when they deliberately suppressed their noise and didn't want to disturb each other, Mo Fan was actually using spatial and chaotic power to make special modifications.

However, Mo Fan would naturally not reveal this, because he could experience the initial feeling every time he launched a sneak attack.

It was a taut feeling, it was simply too wonderful!

Passing through a small village, one is struck by its breathtaking beauty.

Here, bordering the sea, the land unfolds in a terraced, hilly pattern, allowing the charming little wooden and thatched huts to be nestled gracefully on the mountainside. A delicate white path winds its way up the mountain, flanked by fragrant, crimson herbs. The entire village is like a fairytale, beautiful and enchanting, with mountains, paths, the sea, flowers, and houses.

"Shall we rest here?" Jiang Shaoxu was the first to suggest.

"Well, it's not impossible," Mo Fan said.

"But we've only been resting for a short while," Ai Jiangtu said.

Nan Jue glared fiercely at Ai Jiangtu, while Mu Tingying and Nan Rongni, who were also women, raised their hands in agreement. From the light shining in their eyes, it was clear that this was definitely a scene from their dreams, and even the sky and clouds were more colorful than in other places!

Upon seeing this, Ai Jiangtu also gave up on Duobibi.

Even he didn't like getting involved with these women. In his view, women were strange and terrifying creatures.

The pinkish-red herbs by the roadside emit a very delicate fragrance, which is not cloying even though they cover the whole mountain. Walking on this mountain path is refreshing and makes you feel like you'll see a little house made entirely of cream cakes, strawberries and fruit if you walk a few more steps.

Just as the group was about to enter this fragrant herb village, they discovered a large fence on the village road, under which stood a small thatched pavilion, inside which was a woman adorned with ornaments from head to toe.

She glanced at Mo Fan and his group, her eyes initially looking somewhat strange, whether she was wondering why there were Asians here or something else.

"Lost travelers, are you looking for lodging in this dreamy little village, or do you have some other plans... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you already have female companions with you." The woman with the ornament smiled charmingly, showing no sign of restraint towards strangers.

The woman's skin was dark, yet it shimmered with an alluring glow; it was clean, elastic, and possessed a wild sensuality that was absent in many Eastern women.

Zhao Manyan loved to flirt with women, so he immediately went up to the woman wearing the ornament and started flirting with her.

As a result, the woman with the ornaments told them in a very tactful way that Xiaozhai was holding a festival and that no tourists were welcome during the festival.

In this situation, did Jiang Shaoxu ask if they could wait until they finished?

But this time, Ai Jiangtu, as the vice-captain, immediately refused.