I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

Unable to go out, Chen Xi simply started working remotely from the hotel.

Fujiwara Akihiro is still outside the city. The islanders are really something, still busy working even in this situation.

They brought so much stuff from the north, and having just found a place to stay, most of them didn't want to travel anymore.

Fujiwara Akihiro believed that the attacks would end soon and there was no need to go south. He thought the wealthy people were probably fleeing to transfer their assets.

"Don't worry, I've already inquired. None of the Chinese companies in the surrounding area have left, which means the situation is stable. I've already called the chairman, and the new crops will be ready for harvest soon..." Fujiwara Akihiro reported on the phone.

Just as the two were talking, a panicked voice came through the phone: "Something terrible has happened, boss. I just went to deliver goods to the truck fleet, and there was a series of explosions over there. A lot of trucks were blown away... Don't worry, I've got the payment back..."

"Well done, Odebiao. Go and send out those bananas from the warehouse too." Fujiwara Akihiro casually praised him before issuing orders.

In his eyes, these Black lives were less important than the money owed to him.

Island people have a strong sense of hierarchy. In the eyes of leaders, subordinates are just like consumables, like rotting fruit in a warehouse. What does it matter if a few boxes are crushed?

Make sure to make full use of it!

Hearing that there was work to do again, Audrey Biao happily agreed and rode off on his modified Type 38 motorcycle.

In fact, Chen Xi also had his own racial pyramid, with Black people at the bottom. He had met Audrey before; although he was very poor, his eyes were always full of hope, which made him look at this Black man in a different light.

"Remember to pay your wages! I mentioned last time that there will be a reward for good performance. While you're selling agricultural products, please also help me promote some electrical appliances. When we sell electrical appliances, we'll also bring along the agricultural cooperative's products..." Chen Xi secretly rejoiced that he hadn't left the city with the main group, otherwise he probably would have become roast duck today.

"Understood, understood. We islanders have always been honest and upright. We would never deduct wages from our employees. There's an old Chinese saying: 'If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it more grass!'"

Fujiwara Akihiro nodded and bowed in response.

Chen Xi smiled inwardly.

You're probably worried that not paying their wages will cause trouble for these black men.

"Spend some money and hire some armed men. These are critical times; we need to save our lives first," Chen Xi instructed.

"Mr. Chen, rest assured, our farmers' association already has its own armed force, which retreated here from the north with us. The armed force consists of veterans and skilled individuals recruited locally. Your safety is not a problem!"

"Just in case, buy insurance."

"no problem."

Fujiwara Akihiro readily agreed.

Since the other party is the chairman's son-in-law, he naturally has to grant any request.

A few days later, on a night when everything had been peaceful, Chen Xi and the others slept quite well.

News reports indicate that most of Tanzania's troops have been deployed to the northern front. Rioters in various cities have either been arrested or killed, and the situation appears to be improving.

Chen Xi was lying in bed playing on his phone. Connecting to websites in China was incredibly slow. Good heavens, a viral video on the forum was taking forever to load.

The video is a clip from a talent show, in which a young man wearing overalls and with a middle parting is introducing himself to several judges.

"Hello, judges. I'm Cai Pengkun. I've participated in talent shows on Jianghuai TV and also acted in TV dramas..."

"Alright, alright. Briefly introduce yourself, mention your special skills and the talent you'll be showcasing today."

The judge waved his hand impatiently.

Cai Pengkun nodded: "My special skills are storytelling and singing."

"Just rap, why make it so complicated? Hurry up and perform." The judge sighed and rubbed his forehead.

He'd seen too many idiots today; if he sat here any longer, he was afraid his brain would just disappear.

"Okay, let me begin... After Daji and King Zhou got together, they lived a shameless and unrestrained life. Then Daji became pregnant... One day, Daji was taking a walk in the palace. She accidentally fell on a rock and miscarried on the spot."

"What's going on? It wasn't rap before, why are they talking about the Investiture of the Gods?" one judge said, scoffing.

"Let him finish speaking." Another judge glanced at his watch.

Immediately afterwards, Cai Pengkun said, "At this moment, King Zhou rushed over after hearing the news. When he saw his beloved concubine lying on the ground, he cried out in grief: 'I am dead, I am dead!' After saying this, he started singing and dancing."

"Someone, throw him out! You're still a baby! This is not only a desecration of our national classics, but also an insult to rap..." The first judge to speak angrily slammed his hand on the table.

"Haha, I think this song is quite interesting."

"Yes, the lyrics are funny but also catchy and pleasant to listen to."

"The music is really catchy!"

The other judges chuckled and took a sip of tea.

Although Cai Pengkun was eliminated, his audition video made him an internet sensation.

These days, if someone watches, someone will support you. Soon, Cai Pengkun was poached by Tianya Forum and became a dance streamer on the platform.

"Haha, I didn't expect this guy to become popular again in this life, but the timing has been brought forward again. If we style that middle-part hairstyle a bit, he might become the platform's mascot." Chen Xi covered her mouth and chuckled.

Actually, even without him saying it, Xing Tian thought the same thing. Capitalizing on the booming traffic, the platform immediately had Cai Pengkun start live-streaming web games.

"Hello everyone, I'm Cai Pengkun. Start with a Kun, evolve by devouring everything. I'm waiting for you in the KunKun world!" Oh my god, an advertisement for a new game has appeared on the forum.

Just as Chen Xi was engrossed in watching, an explosion came from outside the window.

The sound seemed to be coming from far away, but then several more explosions followed.

He had a bad feeling; he figured something big was about to happen.

These days, Chen Xi spends his free time leading the association in emergency training exercises, and he even has the security captain come over to provide guidance.

He wasn't teaching them any fighting techniques, but rather making sure they understood how to stick together and save their lives when danger struck.

Otherwise, if someone rushes forward recklessly like Zou Huajian, or hesitates timidly like Zou Zhi, something unexpected will definitely happen.

The training was effective; the two-person teams quickly put on their gear and came out of the room.

Qian Jiajia and Chen Xi were in the same group, but because they were both girls, they did not sleep in the same room.

"Qian Jiajia, Qian Jiajia!" Chen Xi knocked on the door next door.

Not long after, the door was opened, and Qian Jiajia was seen hurriedly tidying her clothes.

Without saying a word, Chen Xi grabbed her arm and led her downstairs. Once they arrived in the lobby, Chen Xi began taking attendance.

"Damn it, two people are missing."

After ordering it once, he couldn't help but swear.

"It seems Zou Zhi and the others didn't come," one of the association members muttered.

"Who said I didn't come? I'm here now."

Chen Xi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zou Huajian walking along while buttoning his shirt. His suit pants were not properly worn, and even his underwear was showing.

"Didn't I tell you to change your shoes?" Chen Xi pointed to the other person's leather shoes.

"I'm a boss, you know, I need to pay attention to my image. Besides, I don't have any other shoes," Zou Huajian said, somewhat annoyed.

He was lying. There were plenty of security team combat boots in the warehouse. Apart from Qian Jiajia, who was a girl, you could find almost any of them in the same size.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You guys stay here, I'm going to find the manager and the security team." Ignoring Zou Huajian, Chen Xi headed straight for the monitoring room.

Although the hotel manager was greedy, he was still quite organized. Despite his injury, he wasn't as unreliable as Zou Huajian. As soon as there was a commotion outside, the manager received a notification from the security captain and hurriedly ran out of his room.

"What's the situation outside?" Chen Xi looked at the surveillance footage, which seemed to show nothing unusual.

The manager put down the phone and said tremblingly, "It's terrible! I've received word that a large number of armed men have appeared, carrying heavy weapons, and they've already broken in..."

"Ok?"

The news came like a bombshell, leaving the security captain and Chen Xi somewhat stunned.

Where did the large number of armed personnel come from?

Those guys up north broke through the defenses so quickly?
"What should we do now?" The manager turned to look at the team leader.

"We'll see. If we can't win, we'll surrender." The captain shrugged.

They're just doing their jobs for money; if the enemy is too numerous, they'll definitely choose to surrender.

“Last time you killed so many thugs, if they come seeking revenge, surrendering will likely be futile. Now we need to figure out who the enemy is and what their purpose is. If they want to occupy the city and change the regime, then we are probably not in too much danger. But if the enemy wants to burn, kill, loot, or provoke certain countries, then we foreigners will most likely become the unfortunate victims on TV, used as a warning to others.” Chen Xi shook his head.

"How can we find out the other person's identity?"

"Just turn on the TV and radio and you'll find out."

Chen Xi pointed to the old television set hanging on the wall.

Just as he had predicted, Chief Sangxing was speaking on the television: "People, a large number of armed men have suddenly appeared outside Lionhead City. According to our understanding, these are members of the Somali Youth Group and the Islamist organizations from the surrounding areas who have been infiltrating the city for some time. They disguised themselves as civilians and launched a surprise attack on the city tonight..."

"It really was them. The fall of the north was also the work of these organizations," the captain said, arms crossed.

"Oh dear, these people are a bunch of lunatics, killing anyone they see. If they get into the city, we're all doomed!" The manager slumped into his chair.

It's clear that the Blue Group is already notorious in Africa.

"By the way, most of the people in the hotel are foreigners. The chief is still in the city, and I think his defenses must be the strongest. If we go there as foreigners to ask for help, we'll definitely get protection!" A few seconds later, the manager jumped up as if he had springs in his backside and shouted excitedly.

It has to be said, this fatso has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

"Well, there's another possibility. If Lionhead City falls, we'll probably be treated as accomplices if we run to the Great Chieftain." These security personnel are mercenaries; if they try to take refuge in the government building, they'll likely be purged by the rioters.

"We're all going to die anyway, what's there to be afraid of!" The manager grabbed the captain's collar and shook him, trying to make him understand. He also had his own ulterior motives: without the security team, they probably wouldn't even make it to the chieftain's place.

"That makes sense." The captain thought for a moment and then did not refute it.

After the two reached an agreement, they both looked at Chen Xi beside them.

The Overseas Returnees Association has a large number of members, and if there are many foreigners, the chances of approval are very high.

Without hesitation, the manager immediately notified his staff and left the monitoring room.

None of the three noticed a dramatic scene on the television screen—after the chief finished speaking, he began wiping his sweat, and an unidentified object suddenly hurled itself at him.

Immediately following this was a string of curses, and the video was then cut off.

Inside the government building.

"Sang Xing, you idiot! It's all because of you that we're about to be wiped out. Luo Wa Sa, you're a fool too, what kind of trick is this, trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, you're so clever..." Ma Zhu Gu Li was stopped by two bodyguards, cursing and trying to rush over.

"What's wrong with you? This 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' strategy wasn't my idea... it was Sang Xing's... This is a government building, you can't run wild here. You're such a barbarian, all you know is how to hit people, and you used to be a teacher!" Luowasa was also stopped and shouted back at Mazhuguli.

Sang Xing clutched his head, his face contorted in pain. He'd just been hit on the head by a cup and was still dazed.

“I don’t know where the armed forces outside the city came from; it was my oversight…” Sang Xing didn’t make excuses, but sighed and said.

"I'll send the troops back to reinforce right now, and also send people from nearby cities..." Ma Zhuguli calmed down and immediately took out his phone.

"I'm afraid it's too late." Sang Xing gave a bitter smile.

Lovasa also picked up his phone and started calling for backup.

The support that Majuguli mentioned from the departing city was nothing more than some police officers; their equipment and combat capabilities were no match for the rioters. As for drawing troops back from the north, that was just wishful thinking.

Who knows when the people from the north will return?

The rioters still have heavy weapons, so the chances of Lionhead City holding out are almost nonexistent.

The hotel manager, who still harbored illusions about Sang Xing and the others, was leading Chen Xi toward the city center.

"Don't panic, everyone. We'll be safe once we reach the government building..." The portly manager reassured the other foreigners over the walkie-talkie, also telling them not to disclose the incident to the public. Otherwise, the hotel's reputation would be affected, and he probably wouldn't be able to keep his job as manager.

"I thought you were going to tell everyone you wanted more money!" Chen Xi teased the fat man to ease the tense atmosphere.

"How could I take advantage of someone in distress? Chinese people have always been very kind to all foreigners."

"Hehe, you still remember you're Chinese?" Chen Xi glanced at the other person.

“I have a legitimate Chinese passport. I’m just working in Africa. Don’t think of me differently from you.” The chubby manager pulled a small notebook out of his pocket.

"Have you considered this: how many foreigners are there in Lionhead City? If they all demand refuge in the building, forget about whether the Chief will let us in; even if he agrees, there's not enough room. Besides, the rioters have heavy weapons; the building would be a sitting duck!" Chen Xi's sudden remark sent a chill down the fat man's spine. (End of Chapter)