Schliemann, who was talking to Ferron, heard a scream and ran to the next door nervously, where he saw two girls having sex on the bed, having sex.
He quickly closed the door and pushed the anxious Ampton.
"Let's go, it's okay."
Back in the study, Ferron was holding the arm hanging around his neck and frowning.
"Why, it still hurts?"
"It's a broken bone... it's normal to feel pain, but the areas where I wasn't hit also hurt. It's probably because I haven't exercised for a long time."
After a brief silence, Schliemann shrugged and changed the topic: "We are leaving."
Feilong was startled, but then he looked relieved. He finally saw that these three people were not saints at all, at least not from the imperial city.
"Before I leave, I want to ask you something."
"You tell me, I will definitely tell you everything."
"You used to run your business through tunnels. Is there such a tunnel that is relatively flat and extends far in one direction?"
Ferron took a deep breath, as if this could blow away the dust on the dusty memory.
"Yes, but I don't know if it still works."
Schliemann took out a piece of insect skin, which was Mersin's homemade map.
"Can you point it out?"
Ferron took one look at the insect skin and immediately knew that it was a treasure that countless merchants wanted to get.
The intricate forks are marked very eye-catchingly, and the tunnels are vividly displayed.
"Here! There is one less thing. It is a mushroom garden. There is a cave in the mushroom garden. The cave will go all the way to the south. There will be a slope, but it will not exceed seven degrees."
Schliemann nodded and said: "Felon, my old friend, I still need you to help me prepare a few cars and fill them with food, just black mushroom cakes and insect jerky."
"Okay, when will you leave?"
"We'll see if Mersin's injury has stabilized in a while. Once it stabilizes, we'll leave."
Feilong groaned, asking about the identity of the other party, but he swallowed it back.
"I don't ask anything, I just want to thank you on behalf of Dark Star City."
"There's nothing to thank Ferron. It's you who are guarding Dark Star City. We just gave away the holy objects."
"Oh, now that this matter is over, I have to leave Dark Star City."
"Why?"
"I am a businessman. To make money, I have to go to places with a lot of people. The current Dark Star City is not as populated as the larger villages outside the city."
"Listen to me and don't leave. Dark Star City is safe."
Ferron's eyes slowly opened wide, looking stunned.
"You mean they will still attack the city?"
"Absolutely, their purpose has not been achieved!"
"What will happen if they get the sacred object?"
Schliemann did not answer Ferron's question, but looked at Ampton aside.
"I don't know either."
said Ampton.
"It's nothing good anyway... Feron, you just need to know that your ancestors are a group of determined and selfless people.
They have made huge sacrifices in order to prevent certain things from posing a threat to the world. You are also part of this sacrifice. Although you do not feel that you have made any sacrifice, it exists and is respectable. of. "
After Schliemann finished speaking, he stood up, nodded slightly to Ferron, then turned and left.
On the sand dunes, the scorching sun shines brightly.
Next to a sand dune with a strange bump, a sand fox is chasing a scorpion.
It ran up to the scorpion and slapped the scorpion in the face with its claws. The scorpion waved its tail hook, trying to give the hunter in front of it a fatal blow.
But the sand fox's claw was just a feint. It immediately raised its other claw and slapped it, sending the scorpion flying far away.
Before the scorpion could recover from its dizziness, the sand fox bit off its tail hook.
There was no way to pierce the skin and inject the venom, so the venom would have no effect. The sand fox held the scorpion down with one front paw and enjoyed the dessert contentedly.
Just when it relaxed its vigilance, the strange protrusion on the sand dune quietly opened a corner, revealing an arrow.
Shahu felt a chill in his butt, and then heard a whooshing sound.
It ran like crazy, but found that it couldn't run any faster.
After more than ten minutes, it lost all its strength, and now it looked like the exhausted scorpion that had just been knocked to the ground.
Hilpeter held down the sand fox's head and pulled the arrow out of its butt. The cracks on the arrow made him sigh.
"Now...the last arrow is useless."
He carried Shahu back to where he was before, picked up the rag on the ground, and walked in the direction of the Crescent.
Twenty days later, at first, such small prey could still be caught around the Crescent. Not only was there enough to eat, there was even a surplus.
They started making dried meat, thinking of returning to the Kingdom of Hisoka for supplies before coming back to pick up the captain.
The reason why I think so is because the big hole was filled up on the third day after the captain left. The sand was so packed that no matter how much Hill Peter jumped on it, it had no effect.
Later, all the prey around the Crescent Moon were hunted down, leaving only some scorpions and sand beetles that were unpleasant to eat.
Later, there was nothing to catch even in farther places, and the little dried meat originally made had been consumed long ago.
Someone suggested lifting anchor and hunting elsewhere, but Hillpeter refused.
He originally disapproved of the plan to stock up on dried meat and return to Hisoka. Now that there was no hope of leaving, he couldn't change the location of the Crescent.
Once the captain can't see them from the top, the captain won't wait too long. He will return underground. By then, the people on the boat will become savages running around the island.
After four hours of trekking, Hillpeter met up with another hunting group carrying a gerbil not much bigger than a fist.
The three of them looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and climbed up the Crescent Moon's ladder in silence.
Vivian has become the cook on the ship, and Mei Long, who was originally a cupboard, has a fever. According to the regulations issued by the captain, people with this disease have to live alone on the front deck to rest alone.
Fortunately, the Crescent is now parked, and Mei Long is staying in a tent on the dune. Although he is weak, there are signs of improvement.
"Well...that's all for today."
Vivian stopped sighing and didn't come back for twenty days. She could only pray that her king would be safe.
She has become very proficient in skinning skills. After removing the internal organs, the knife slides along the bones and peels off pieces of meat. She has already used the long dagger as a kitchen knife.
"Sil Peter, have you found a way to get down?"
Hilpeter was filling a cup with water. When he heard Vivian's question, he quickly put down the cup and shook his head.
Originally, Hill Peter would have thought that this would be a good opportunity for him to get along with Vivian.
But after spending twenty days together, he discovered that the other party only had Ampton in his heart, not even Walter.
Hilpeter, who was quite sad at first, found out that his love rival didn't even make the list, and his frustration disappeared instantly.
