Chapter 1091 Searching for Secrets in the Sea of ??Sand (13)
Chapter 1091: Searching for Secrets in the Sea of Sand (13)
After listening to the strange request made by the King of Knights, Tristan frowned in confusion: "Your Majesty, are you kidding? I have already said that this metal detector can only be used by people with pure mermaid royal blood. Others cannot use it at all."
Can't use it."
"What's the principle?" the King of Knights asked with a smile.
"Well, it's that... bloodline..." Tristan was speechless by the question and couldn't answer it at all.
"Since you can't explain its principle yourself, why are you so sure?" King Arthur said with mysterious wit: "Just let Bedivere try it. If he holds it in his hand and does not perform any operation, the detector will
If it moves on its own again, doesn't it prove the authenticity of the detector? How difficult is this?"
"And if I find out that these two stupid iron rods are just toys, I will definitely take His Majesty back to the battleship to rest and let you two idiots explore in the desert for a while." Bediwell said unceremoniously.
A blue vein emerged from Tristan's forehead. He walked up to the werewolf angrily and thrust two L-shaped metal iron rods into Bedivere's hands: "Okay! Just try it! Although I don't think you can do it.
What's the trick--metal detectors will never react to foreigners!"
"I don't expect it to react either!" Bedivere jumped off the iron mount disapprovingly, and followed Tristan's example, holding the two L-shaped metal rods with both hands.
After getting ready, the werewolf glared at the fishman prince fiercely: "Watch me expose these pseudo-scientific tricks of yours right away!"
At the same time, the two metal rods in Bedivere's hands separated.
"Uh..." The werewolf frowned.
"What did you just say?" King Arthur asked with a sneer.
Tristan on the side frowned, his face full of doubts and confusion, and his expression was no less weird than Bedivere's.
"Gang, it was just a slippery moment. Yes, it must be like that." The werewolf replied with a red face, gripping the two metal rods tightly and pointing them straight forward.
"My hands will definitely not slip this time, look at me---" Bedivere took a step forward.
At the same time, he had already felt that the two metal rods in his hands were clearly separated by some force. The werewolf tightly grasped the curved ends of the metal rods, hoping to stop their rotation, but it was of no avail. Metal
The stick spun uncontrollably and branched out of Bedivere's hand again, as if mocking the werewolf's ignorance.
"Your hand slipped again?" Ivan on the side couldn't help but sarcastically said.
"This... is definitely weird!" Bedivere's face turned even redder, and red light emerged from the wolf fur on his face, as if it was a light source under his skin: "That's right! These two
That damn stick must be magnetic! If you hold it the wrong way, it will fall apart."
"Bedi, try in another direction." King Arthur ordered again. At that time, he was already overjoyed.
The young werewolf turned about thirty degrees to the left, which was the direction Tristan had just moved, and still grasped the ends of the metal rods with both hands. He expected to see that the two metal rods remained separated, thus proving that Tristan was
Wrong, these two rods are just ordinary iron rods with magnetic force.
But his expectations were once again disappointed. After heading in the correct direction, the two metal detectors stopped arguing and pointed straight ahead, telling everyone to go in this direction.
These two sticks do have some kind of function, some kind of inexplicable and wonderful guiding function.
Bedivere's face turned red and he felt a wave of shame. He no longer knew how to explain himself. But he still spoke hard and came up with a reason: "Yes, that's right! They actually operate on the basis of geomagnetism.
Just like compasses! But they will only take us south. How can we accurately reach the oasis?"
King Arthur looked at the werewolf coldly: "Bedi, you are such a stubborn guy. Let's just go all the way in this direction and see where it will take us in the end?"
"This is a waste of time..." the werewolf complained in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, I can afford to waste this little time." The King of Knights was a little unhappy: "And you are hired, just waste time with me. No matter whether you gain something today, I will pay.
Here you go."
Bedivere muttered a few times. Since King Arthur said so, the werewolf could only continue to do this. He raised two metal detector rods and walked forward step by step, only feeling that his behavior
It's very funny, but I can't laugh or cry at all.
Tristan, on the other hand, silently followed behind the werewolf, looking at Bedivere's back with doubtful eyes; while Arthur and Ivan drove the iron cavalry and the dragon cavalry slowly, slowly in this deserted sea of sand.
Searching.
Time seemed to flow at an extremely slow speed, making Bediwell feel tremendous pressure and embarrassment every step he took. If these two sticks could really take them to an oasis, the werewolf's previous fuss would become a laughing stock.
I'm afraid I will be criticized by my peers for a long time.
And every step he took, he got closer to the truth of the matter. Some kind of intuition told Bedivere that the truth would definitely not be what the werewolf wanted to see.
No matter what, he could only bite the bullet and move on.
After walking straight forward for about a hundred steps, the two iron rods in Bedivere's hands bifurcated again. This means that the direction of travel is wrong and needs to be changed?
This also shows that Bediwell's forced reasons are untenable. The two metal detectors are indeed following some kind of metal source--most likely an underground water vein--to indicate the direction, rather than like a compass.
That way it points to a fixed point.
"The magnetic field in the desert is really unstable," Ivan said sarcastically.
The werewolf blushed with shame, turned around silently, and continued moving forward according to the instructions of the two metal detection rods.
However, he had just taken a few steps when the metal rod began to bifurcate again. Bedivere frowned and turned around again to try to find the correct direction. Well, he adjusted the direction and continued to move forward, hoping that this time the metal rod
The detector can really show them the way.
Unexpectedly, when Bediwell took a few more steps, the metal detector branched again!
A blue vein sprouted from Bediwell's forehead. Could these two metal rods be conscious and deliberately playing tricks on the werewolf? If they pointed to an underground water vein, how winding would this water vein be?
, so that their path becomes so crooked?!
Bedivere patiently adjusted his direction again and moved forward.
After taking a few steps, the detector branched off again!
"You must be kidding me!" Bediwell's patience was about to run out: "They are really broken this time?!"
Tristan had an opinion: "The treasure of our family cannot be broken so easily!"
"Then please explain what is going on?!" Bedivere said angrily: "Forget it! It's up to you to take these two stupid sticks! I'm quitting!"
Just when Bedivere wanted to return the metal detector to the fish-man prince Tristan, there was a sudden tremor on the ground.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble------There seems to be something huge making a noise under the ground! The restlessness, the frenzy, is like a demon roaring in the depths of hell!
Swish, swish, swish------It is a low, impetuous, chaotic up and down vibration. The area it affects is very huge, shaking the surrounding sand dunes into a roar!
"Don't tell me, this is a sign that the underground water veins are about to erupt." Bediwell groaned. This vibration is not so much that something is erupting from the ground, but rather that the entire land wants to sink downwards. There are high and low places in the desert.
The uneven sand dunes are tumbling, and the originally calm sea of sand is now like boiling hot water!
"Bedivere, come up!" King Arthur shouted quickly. Walking in such an unstable place is definitely not a wise move. God knows what changes will happen to the desert terrain in the next second? Sitting on it can float in mid-air.
The iron cavalry (and dragon cavalry) can at least provide a certain degree of protection for everyone!
The werewolf crawled back and jumped on the back seat of the cavalry: "Is the underground vein really going to erupt?! But there is no oasis nearby..."
"It's so noisy! Hold on to me!" Arthur held his hands firmly on the joystick of the iron cavalry to maintain balance, and at the same time, he also kept the iron cavalry in a state of being able to drive away quickly at any time, in case of unexpected events.
The werewolf shyly hugged King Arthur's waist from behind, holding two metal detectors in his hands, which was quite awkward. He was just about to put the two metal detectors away, or at least put them somewhere easier to store.
,I didn’t expect------
Whoosh!------About fifty yards in front of them, a huge thing suddenly emerged from the sea of sand!!
Crash, lala, lala, lala! ------The momentum of that thing was like a giant beast coming out of the sea. The sandstorm it raised was overwhelming. It not only blew everyone on the iron cavalry (and dragon cavalry) back, but also confused everyone.
eyes.
"Woo!" Arthur tried his best to control the iron cavalry. Fortunately, the performance of this machine was not too bad, and it was not easily blown over by the sandstorm!
And Ivan had already picked up Tristan and let the dragon knight take off high into the air in time. The dragon knight in the high altitude suffered less impact from the sandstorm and is currently safe!
"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!" Bediwell coughed violently and tried his best to spit out the sand in his nose and mouth. The iron cavalry equipped with the electromagnetic engine did not rise to high altitudes like the dragon cavalry.
It’s really a pity!
When the werewolf could see and breathe normally, the huge sandstorm finally came to an end.
Bedivere wiped away the sand mixed with tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at the center of the sandstorm.
A dark shadow gradually took shape in the sandstorm.
That behemoth turned out to be a sand ship!
After the wind and sand in the sky settled to the ground and no longer blocked the sun, the golden armor of the big ship began to shine in the harsh sunlight, extremely dazzling!
This shape, this color! It is exactly the legendary treasure ship------[Ship of the Desert]!