I Have A Super USB Drive

Hanam was born in a small village called Gorob Village near Walvis Bay.

For as long as he can remember, he has felt out of place with his brothers and sisters around him.

When he was a child, he had a strong curiosity and often pestered his parents to ask many outrageous questions, such as why there was day and night, why there was wind, thunder and rain, what was on the other side of the sea and so on.

These questions keep lingering in the ears of the parents until they become impatient.

But later, when he grew up, he gradually realized that his parents didn't know the answers to these questions...

However, Gorob Village is often visited by a group of people dressed in strange clothes and carrying huge satchels. These people are not the same skin color as their own, not palm black, but strange light colors, and speak an incomprehensible language. .

Some people have blue eyes, others have black eyes like themselves.

Hanam is full of curiosity about this group of people coming from the outside world, but the elders in the village do not want children to approach them, so every time Hanam sees someone coming to the village, he just looks at it from a distance .

Then, when Hanam was about 10 years old, he suddenly overheard this group of elders talking to that group of outsiders.

Conversation takes place through a profession called "translator".

The reason why Hanam knew about the profession of translation was because many people in the village said that if he could learn a foreign language, he could act as a translator in the village, and he would be paid every day.

And Nayuan is a very important thing.

On this day, according to the procedure, the translator brought a group of outsiders and came to the most knowledgeable elders in the village again.

"Nasara, the other party is greeting you, he is a guest from Central Continent."

Nasara, is the name of this elder.

"It's from the Central Continent District again? Where is the Central Continent District, and how far is it?" The elders were a little surprised.

"Sit on the kind of big bird that can fly in the sky, the other party has to sit for more than ten hours to come here!"

"Oh, that's farther than Angola, right?"

"Yes, farther than Angola!"

"That's farther than Cameroon, isn't it?"

"Farther than Cameroon!"

Cameroon, that is the farthest place that Hanam and the whole village know.

Soon, Hanam saw his elders enter the next question, "What about the children, how many children do these outsiders have?"

"They say they don't have kids!"

"Impossible?" Hanam saw a look of shock on his elder's face.

"Don't lie to you, they said that raising a child in Zhongzhou District costs a lot of Nayuan, so you have to think carefully before you dare to have a child!"

"How could that be? Then who would go to herd cattle in their family? We have to have a lot of children before we can go to herd cattle. How can a child ask for a lot of money?"

Looking at the chattering, incomprehensible Nasara, and the funny expressions of those outsiders, Hanam suddenly developed an emotion called shame.

He didn't know what this emotion was, but he could read the eyes of those outsiders.

That look was clearly a kind of pity, just like the look in the eyes of the village chief when he was looking at Lilia and the orphans in Panama.

For those outsiders, their village is like an orphan abandoned by the world...

From that day on, Hanam secretly made up his mind that sooner or later he would leave this village, a place where his parents never left in their entire lives.

Compared with the same kind, Hanam has a spirit of exploration that will never stop until the goal is achieved.

However, Hanam did not expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

When Hanam was eleven years old, his father's health deteriorated, and the whole village was not surprised by this situation.

Because in the village, some people are destined to live beyond the age of 30.

Sure enough, within a few months, the father took his last breath, and the mother died shortly after the father's death, leaving only Hanam and his three brothers and two younger brothers.

With the loss of a parent, the family situation is even more tense.

In order not to burden his brothers, Hanam finally decided to leave the village where he had lived for eleven years...

...

Hanam slowly opened his eyes.

In the dark room, Hanam slowly sat up and exhaled softly.

I don't know why, thirty years have passed, and I would dream again of the small village where I was born, and my parents whose faces had already been blurred...

I don't know, how are your elder brothers and younger brothers now?

Looking at his watch, it was only three o'clock in the morning, and it was still quite a while before dawn.

So Hanam didn't turn on the lights, just lit a cigarette in the dark, silently experiencing the feeling of loneliness.

This world is indeed very strange. Even though my parents are HIV-infected, I was born a completely healthy child. It is precisely because of this that I have been able to survive in this world for so many years.

Not only survived, Hanam also left Namibia through self-study and was admitted to the Polytechnic Institute of the University of Cape Town in the rainbow country.

This is already the best university in Africa.

After graduating at the age of 30, Hanam joined Aifex Electronic Technology in Cape Town as an electrical engineer.

Who would have thought that life could be so amazing?

Just as Hanam silently lamented the ups and downs in his life, the cigarette in his hand suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly heard a screeching sound of unlocking the door of the living room outside his bedroom.

"Crack..."

The more it is in the dark, the more sensitive the human hearing will be. At this time, although the distance is more than ten meters, the sound of unlocking the door of the living room is particularly clear.

Someone wants to break into their room!

Thief? robber? Or the girlfriend who just broke up a few days ago?

Just when Hanam was flustered, he heard a bang, and the door was kicked open!

Is the other party so bold?

Hanam's hand shook, and the cigarette butt fell directly on the bed, but at this time Hanam couldn't care about it at all, he quickly got out of the bed and was about to jump out of the window to escape!

However, before he had time to climb up the window, there was a burst of messy footsteps behind him, and then a large rough hand grabbed Hanam by the back collar and pulled him off the window sill!

"Don't kill me, I have no money!" Hanam only had time to let out a scream, and the next second, his head suddenly hurt and he lost consciousness.

...

When a basin of cold water was poured on Hanam's face, Hanam quickly woke up.

There was a burning pain in the skull, and Hanam looked around quickly, only to find that he was tied to a chair, and even his mouth was stuffed with a smelly rag.

There was a strange room where he entered, with several men in black standing all around him, and in front of him was a stooped figure.

kidnapping?

Hanam's heart froze, and he kept begging for mercy, but he could only make a whimpering sound.

"Everyone get out first."

At this moment, the hunched figure suddenly spoke.

"Yes, Godfather."

The ferocious men in black exited the room like a flock of sheep, and closed the door as they left.

The hunched figure walked in slowly, when Hanam suddenly realized that the other's face was a little familiar.

God...isn't this person the congressman Dlamini who often appears on the news?

Dlamini gently pulled the rag from Hanam's mouth, and then asked with a strange expression, "You are Hanam, who was born in Gorob Village?"

"Your Excellency Senator Dlamini!"

Hanam quickly defended, "I was wrong, I swear I will never insult you online again, although your proposal for running for mayor was too ridiculous, I finally voted for the current mayor, but if the next If you continue to run for mayor, I will definitely vote for you, I just ask you to let me go...!"

Hanam spoke incoherently, and he didn't even know what he said.

"enough!"

Dlamini snorted coldly, "I'll ask you again, were you born in a village called Gorob?"

"Yes, I was born in Gorob Village, but I am definitely not a spy sent by Namibia, I dare to swear in the name of God!" Hanam hurriedly defended.

"Damn, don't ask God in front of me!"

Dlamini was suddenly furious, though the point of his fury puzzled Hanam.

Seemingly aware of his gaffe, Dlamini quickly let out a sullen breath, and then continued, "Since you are Hanam, it means that we are not looking for the wrong person."

With that, he turned around and walked to the desk, and gently opened an Apple laptop.

I saw that when the laptop was turned on, the Windows interface did not appear on the laptop as usual, but the screen flashed and turned into a pure black background color, and a strange logo appeared on it.

Hanam's pretty sure it wasn't the Apple Computer logo...

"Good morning, Mr. Hanam."

Just when Hanam was wondering, a voice of a person suddenly came from that computer, and at the same time, a scribbled hand-drawn map appeared on the computer screen.

"Mr. Hanam, please forgive our presumptuous behavior, but I still need to ask, where did this map of yours come from."

"This map?"

Hanam was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, but when he saw the contents of the map, he was horrified, "How is it possible! This picture was drawn by me a few years ago based on my childhood memories, and it has never been posted on the Internet. Published, how did it end up in your hands?"

"So, you drew this picture yourself?"

In the computer, the voice did not get angry at Hanam's answer, but asked patiently, "Are you sure that everything on the map is true?"

Hanam hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Dlamini, who was staring at him, he nodded quickly, "Yes! I discovered that hole when I was a child, I'm sure, and besides me, there are two or three people with me. Children of the same age also know it."

"Are there two or three other children your age who know about that hole?"

The voice in the computer seemed to ponder for a while, then continued to ask, "Do you know the names of those children?"

"Sorry, I don't remember this..."

Hanam hurriedly shook his head, "It was more than 30 years ago, and even I only have a vague impression. If I hadn't recalled the hole there in my dreams, I would have even forgotten that memory. exist!"

"Well, that's a pity."

The voice in the computer said lightly, and then the voice said again, "Mr. Dlamini, the task of transporting is handed over to you. I hope to see Hanam himself in a day's time."

"I see, Your Excellency Judas."

Dlamini nodded and said respectfully, "I have arranged for someone to book a ticket, and he will meet you soon."

"Wait!" Hearing the conversation between the two, Hanam suddenly said in horror, "Where are you going to transport me?"

"Of course, back to Gorob Village."

In the computer, the voice seemed to smile slightly, and then the computer automatically shut down...