After the two teams that had just arrived had eaten and drank, many people dug a shallow hole in the sand and lay down to take a nap, catching up on their sleep before the sun came out.
Most of these people have not reached level 18, and their strength is weaker, so they are more tired along the way.
As for job transferees below level 12, they are no longer taken out. After returning to Lugaoyin, they will take a boat to the novice camp in the south, where they will form a more reasonable adventure team and solidify their foundation through experience.
Akali walked to Mo Bei and asked quietly.
"Is there anyone who hasn't arrived yet?"
"Yeah! We're still halfway there. I hope they're okay. This area is very dangerous now. It's too risky to pursue them like you do."
Mo Bei nodded and said, with a bit of complaint in his eyes, which made Akali blush and dare not look at him.
"I think... there should be a higher chance of meeting someone from our side... Isn't that also the case..."
Mo Bei burst into laughter. He had never heard Akali speak in such a child-like tone that made mistakes, and he was caught off guard by being cute.
Alvin suddenly trembled, then silently moved to Ned's side and lowered his voice and said:
"I think...our boss may be possessed by something..."
Ned looked up at the sky and said nothing rationally.
Akali's ears keenly caught this sentence, her delicate body tensed unconsciously, pretending not to hear anything, but her face turned even redder.
"So...are you really a bandit leader now?"
Mo Bei looked at Berg and others, then whispered in Akali's ear.
"In name... In name... And these guys are not professional at all. They are not the material at all. After returning to Lu Gaoyin, we can no longer call them sand bandits."
Akali felt her ears go numb, her body that had just straightened up almost softened, her mind went blank, and she could only nod weakly.
Seeing her like this, Mo Bei realized that his move just now was indeed too intimate.
However, Akali had no intention of dodging at all, which made his heart beat wildly. If he hadn't been in full public view, he would have tried something bolder.
He was thinking this, as if he really had the guts.
As time went by, the sun had risen into the sky, and Mo Beizheng felt that he might not be able to wait for the other two teams, but Alvin shouted at this time.
"Coming, coming, there is a large group of people coming towards us."
Hearing this, Mo Bei pulled out the monocular and searched for a moment. Sure enough, a group of hazy figures appeared in the circular lens tube, which looked hazy under the blazing sunlight. But judging from the figure, it was the two The team was right.
They must have met when they were near the meeting point, and they were coming non-stop.
"Boss! We found that tribe!" One of the leaders started shouting excitedly from a few feet away.
"How are they doing?" Mo Bei was refreshed when he heard the news.
"The loss is not small, but it can still last until the new teleportation station is built. We have left enough supplies. They should have set off by now."
"Great! Do you have any casualties?"
"No! They're all here!"
"Well done! You guys rest first, we will take action later."
"Okay boss!" After the team leader reported, he led the people to find a place to rest.
Mo Bei called Berg over again.
"Please make statistics and see how much food and water each team has, and how many days they can last."
"It's enough. We brought extra supplies this time. It won't be a problem to last for a month. There are still many things that need to be brought back."
The continuous good news made Mo Bei feel good. This time he came out really smoothly. I hope this will be a good sign.
"Give the newly arrived team some time to recover their physical fitness. We will set off at noon."
"Yes, leader!" Berg agreed and turned around to distribute supplies to each team.
Alvin watched from the sidelines as these people obeyed Mo Bei's orders and was extremely envious.
"It's so majestic... When will I have so many subordinates?"
"What do you need so many men for? You can't even handle three dogs." Ned complained mercilessly.
"Those are wolves! Be careful I let them bite you..." Alvin glanced at Ned resentfully.
"Your helmet is no longer durable and you can't fight anymore."
"..."
The repaired team set off again, heading west. After several days, they finally saw the ruins of the Lost City.
Last time, Mo Bei followed Warev's caravan into this huge city ruins, but he only dared to stop at the edge for a while, because an unexpected solar eclipse attracted the leader of the monsters here, the Dark Elder.
It was night at this time, and even if they encountered the Dark Elder again, it would not be a threat, so the team took advantage of the night to enter the ruins of the city.
Akali and the others were in the southeast corner of the ruins and were ambushed by the group of wizards, so there was probably an entrance there.
The most troublesome thing about digging a mouse hole is that there are always other exits.
Although Mo Bei wanted to catch them all, he also found it a bit difficult and there was no need to put so much pressure on himself.
The members of the Witcher Guild lurking in this desert also live a tight life.
If they could really discover their secret base and destroy it, it would be a heavy blow to them, and it would not necessarily make them unsustainable.
The team of hundreds of people exuded a strong aura of living people, which immediately attracted many undead creatures, but they were all killed one by one like moths to a flame.
They also focused on searching for places where the entrance to the passage might appear, and explored every dilapidated courtyard, dry well, and collapsed cellar along the way, but they found nothing.
When they arrived at the place where Akali and the others were ambushed, they finally found a sand-covered wooden board under the base of a broken wall.
The wooden board was lifted, revealing a dark entrance.
Sure enough, there is an underground passage!
Mo Bei picked up a handful of fine sand and slowly sprinkled it into the hole. Seeing that the dust was not swept up by the airflow, it seemed that the air down here was very sluggish. Even if there were other entrances, they must be closed.
It's a pity that the black liquid is no longer available. If you get a few large buckets and pour them in, and then close the lid, you can eat barbecue outside and wait for those sewer rats to show up.
Perona had been carefully searching for the breath of the members of the Wizarding Guild along the way, and she finally noticed it at this time.
What puzzled Mo Bei and the others was that the wisp of breath captured by Perona appeared not far from them, and disappeared again a moment later, but it was not because it left her farthest perception range, but almost It just faded away on the spot.
"Maybe it's the isolation circle." Perona guessed.
"Well, that should be it. They are hiding down here to prevent the undead creatures from outside from coming to the door." Mo Bei nodded.
Although the wizarding society has its roots in hell, ordinary members are still incompatible with monsters.
The brainwashing they received only made them have endless hatred for other humans, believing that angels and most humans were the culprits that caused the world to be devastated by the forces of hell.
In addition, they also absorb people who stand on the opposite side of humanity for various reasons. There may be various tragedies among them, but most of them are the most despicable scum in human society.
"It showed up again, there were quite a few people, more than a dozen people." Perona reminded again.
"Okay. Let's get started." Mo Bei smiled and gently closed the lid of the entrance to the passage.
