On the surface, the sky is clean, but the wind near the ground is often shrouded in haze. Nothing can be seen, and it is still dark. Gravel and dust adhere to the gaps between the armor's joints. These old armaments are in some disrepair. There is a companion's
The armor on his left wrist suddenly fell off. He picked it up and held it down with his right hand. In less than half a minute, his forearm was already covered in blood.
The wanderer who discovered the buildings on the surface said that they could reach it by walking towards the sun in one day, but they had only walked for almost three hours when they had to start their first rest. They all said that they had their first rest in one go, and then the physical exertion would increase.
Getting faster and faster. The monsters' physical strength is actually very good. After all, they are light and healthy, but the armor is too heavy and very restrictive. It is difficult to walk against the wind, and they are very tired from bending over all the time.
They found a sturdy and generous round stone, rested in a sheltered place, raised their visors and prepared to eat.
The iron helmet assigned to Shuo Gu was beak-shaped, and the visor design was very inconvenient. Although it left enough space for breathing smoothly in the mouth and nose, it also forced him to put his hands into the helmet to deliver the dried meat.
Around the mouth.
The leader of the group is Xiegu·Lonicera Falcon, a strong, stocky male elf with a firm face and a clean smile.
The wind became low for a while, and Xie Gu began to sing. No monsters sang along, and no one followed the beat. Everyone just listened quietly.
"The eagle soars in the quiet clouds,
“The eagle’s cry shakes the earth and the valleys,
“The land is filled with sweet berries and rice,
"Eminem she waits.
"The rushing White Rock River,
“There are green-horned bison in the wilderness at night,
"Musa, Ajia
"..."
After resting, everyone continued to move forward. As expected, the second rest was two and a half hours later. This time everyone found a small crack. Here there were some supplies that the wanderers had specially left for those who came after them. They had a good sleep.
Get up and go on the road again, and rest for the third time five hours later.
The day is very long, eighteen hours in Earth time. When the sun sets below the horizon, the endless winds stop. This is the best time of the day to travel. There are a few evening stars hanging in the clean dark blue sky.
The lonely sunset evening photo shows an amazing, almost bright red orange, followed by a layer of tender milky white, and then it seems as if it is blurred by indigo, showing a translucent blue like a gem.
Everyone looked at the scenery in silence for a while. The roar of the wind in our ears stopped, everything was silent, and the air was as quiet as a piece of ice crystal. The temperature was already quite low, and the water vapor condensed little by little, adhering to the sand crust on the surface and in everyone's helmets.
It spurted out streams of white gas.
"Look over there! Is it the sun?" someone exclaimed.
The expedition team turned to look in the direction of the rising sun. There was a continuous light green light on the smooth horizon.
Naturally, this cannot be the sun. This kind of light is flickering faintly, and the spirits with good eyesight can vaguely glimpse the rising and falling of countless black spots.
It's almost there. The wanderer who brought the news said that it can be reached by walking in the direction of the rising sun in one day. They rested for a long time, but now the dawn is close at hand.
The expedition team hurried forward, not knowing whether it was easier to leave now or in a happy mood. They became more and more excited, trotting, chasing each other, laughing and singing songs.
The buildings in the distance are becoming clearer and clearer. Although the night is getting deeper and deeper, the lights somewhere are conspicuously bright.
There really are surface structures!
Not blown away by the wind!
The monsters laughed.
Then they met another spirit monster. His whole body was covered with spiritual patterns, floating in the air, and flying towards Shuo Gu and his group rapidly.
That was an elder spirit! The expedition team hurriedly stopped their joyful pace, stood up straight, and waited for the elder to fly over. The spirit-like spirit also saw them, and he shouted: "Don't go! Don't go!"
"Immediately, his beautiful magenta spiritual body disappeared out of thin air, as elusive as a ghost.
The expedition team was stunned for a long time, as if they were suffering from some kind of hysteria, and suddenly woke up.
What I saw just now was not a real person, but a spiritual message left by an elder. His thoughts wandered around the world and he would pass the message to those spirits who met the conditions.
Everyone looked at Captain Xiegu·Longsong Falcon. It was time for him to make a decision.
The night is getting darker and the wind is slowly picking up. If we return at this time, we can return to the last resting point in about two hours. However, it is too dangerous to spend the night in such a place, even with the protection of the earth. There is hope ahead.
At dawn, there are solid buildings and warm lights. Maybe the spirits there will treat them to a bowl of oily broth...
"Let's move forward. However, separate into the front and rear teams, Bo Shi, Yan Xun, and Zhi Fu, follow us quietly. If you find something wrong, return immediately and tell the spirits underground not to approach this place rashly."
"clear."
The appearance of Ling Xin cast a shadow on this perfect adventure. They slowly approached the low square buildings in the dead cold wind and sand at night.
These black and blue alloy houses are as neat as stone monuments. There is a dull roar from the building complex. It is so unusual. Such a sound is not obvious at first. The closer you get, the more clearly you can hear the detailed sound.
, the dignified, monotonous sound, the sound of breaking rocks, the sound of metal knocking, and the sound of air jets, mixed together into a hoarse roar, even covering the din of the hurricane.
In the strange green light, there is a huge lump of noodles projected in the air waving its tentacles. The monsters have never seen such a lifelike monster in their lives. Ancient withered yellow slender cylindrical bars are coiled into balls, and bright sauce is on the noodles.
Rolling, two golden fried meatballs like snail tentacles rotated, looking down at the earth like eyeballs.
Apart from being scary, it's also charming.
Fantastic monster.
The vanguard hesitated for everything that appeared in the sensory boundary. The strong-bone Lin Zhongfeiyan was tortured to the point of going crazy by a sore and numb feeling that penetrated his spine. The previous spiritual message and the frightened face of the elder were still in front of him.
It emerged that maybe the expression in the letter was not really frightened, but now, Shuo Gu felt that it was a strong omen of doom.
"Let's withdraw!" he shouted.
However, the companions shook their heads in unison. They looked at the reserve team, Bo Shi, Yan Xun, and Zhi Fu. The three strange figures were as inconspicuous as three grains of rice in the night.
"We want to move toward hope!"
So, they came to the buildings of the Flying Noodle Godson's base. It was as if they had passed through some invisible barrier. The strong wind had stopped, and there were no defensive measures along the way.
The owners of these buildings are just like the buildings themselves, tough and arrogant. When the spirits walked to a square iron house in the center, the door opened for them, and a pair of white women walked out.
The nameless whispers rang in their ears: Come, lost travelers, come and receive boiled love.
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Chapter completed!