Wan Xuanzhi doesn't actually like Olovira, this backward, primitive little South American country with its absurd atmosphere. He hates the hot, humid weather and the rivers that are always rushing. He's worn out from living alongside malaria-carrying mosquitoes and locals who speak broken Portuguese, but he can't leave.
His inability to leave has nothing to do with his studies alone.
The day Bai Suqin's jet landed on the lawn outside the research institute, the mechanical rush of air disturbed the jungle's peaceful ecology, and this man disturbed Wan Xuanzhi's quiet life just as much.
Now Wan Xuanzhi has someone in Olovira he hates even more. Even the crocodiles lurking in the Amazon River seem more lovable than this man.
Theme: The signal of technology will become the pulse of this land
