The ship did not fly very fast. The two large balloons created huge wind resistance, and the airflow in the mountains was very complicated, making the journey full of hidden dangers.
Underfoot are undulating peaks, with a height difference of hundreds of feet. There are even clouds and mist in some valleys, making it difficult to see the details.
Although this section of the road is not far, it is definitely the most frightening journey along the way.
If the hot air balloon bursts midway, the people on board will fall into a bottomless valley;
If it is attacked in the air, this spaceship that does not fly very fast will have a narrow escape.
All in all, it was bad, very bad, but they had no choice but to resign themselves to fate.
While thinking about this, Seglade had collected lighter fuel cans from other people's hands, connected them in parallel, stuffed them into the subspace kettle, and made the last and most powerful one.
Jet thruster.
He was about to hang the propeller on the stern and ignite it to increase the propulsion power of the spacecraft. At the same time, Bediwell shook his head and stopped him: "Don't ignite it yet, keep the fuel. At the current speed, we can barely get there before 12 noon."
Destination. This thing is our last resort and must be used in emergencies."
"Well, okay, meow." Seglade nodded slightly and handed the injector to Bediwell for safekeeping: "Just use it according to your judgment, meow."
"Bedi?" Palamedes recovered a little strength after lying down for a while, but his legs were obviously not fully healed: "You have been working for so long, you should be tired. Do you want to change shifts?"
"I can still--" The werewolf was about to refuse and asked Paramedis to rest for a while.
But then he thought about it, and it was the best decision to let the leopard warriors take charge. The big cat was currently injured and was not suitable for fighting. He could only stare blankly when he encountered the enemy. But Bediwell was different. From the task of taking the helm,
After freeing his hands, he can use a whip at medium distances and shoot arrows at long distances. Each tactic is beneficial to the security of the spacecraft.
It is a good thing to be considerate of your peers, but in most cases it will only waste human resources, leaving everyone exhausted but not receiving the maximum benefit;
Only by reasonably arranging the responsibilities of companions can they be able to achieve their goals with the minimum consumption.
"Well, that's it." So the werewolf nodded in agreement and let the leopard warrior control the photon reflector at the stern: "Just don't force yourself."
"This is just a piece of cake." Big Cat reached out and grabbed the edge of the reflector and started to generate electricity. No matter how tired or injured he was, the electricity he could generate was much more powerful than Bediwell's. The speed of the spacecraft was immediately obvious.
of improvement.
Of course, Bedivere's decision resulted in the cold eyes of Paramedes' two sons. They would definitely resent Bedivere for asking their injured father to do such hard work.
The werewolf was too lazy to take care of the two cats. He sat in the middle and rear of the spacecraft, setting up his bow and arrow to be on guard. Also on board with their bows on guard were Chanel on the left string and Albert on the right string.
Coupled with the fact that Saifer and Seglade set up shields and raised guns on both sides of the bow for protection, the spacecraft's protection should be very comprehensive.
I hope so.
Just when everyone thought everything was safe and moved forward safely, a dark figure in the distant sky had already set its sights on the spacecraft. It was hidden in the clouds, quietly waiting for the best opportunity to attack.
At the same time (?), in a certain virtual world.
Bang Bang. Husky knocked twice on the ice blocking the intersection.
The voice was deep and rich, as if telling the dog-man boy: Don't bother, you won't be able to destroy me without a strong enough attack.
This kind of high-temperature ice will not melt at room temperature, and even burning it with flames will have little effect. In short, the fire left in the hands of Husky and his team is definitely not enough to melt such a large piece of ice.
Using Husky's [Arm Explosion] to destroy this big ice brick is probably the only way.
In order to do this, they must wait for tonight (in game time) to pass so that Husky's ability usage count resets.
The dog-man boy sighed, and at the same time his stomach was beating. It was already night in the game world, and it was almost noon in reality, so whether it was the game or reality, Husky was stunned for a while.
The feeling of fasting is very uncomfortable.
"How long do we have to wait to replenish our combat skills? If this continues, we will starve to death in this cave!"
"Although it's a bit early... Do you want to log out of the game first and go have lunch?" Hal, the leopard boy, suggested.
"It's possible, but our [bodies] are still in this cave." Husky immediately turned to Prince Calvin for help: "What will happen if the player does not log out of the game in the town?"
"Haha, it will be very miserable." The little fishman prince opened the strategy scroll and read aloud seriously:
"The player is invincible in the town, and when he logs out of the game, his physical condition is locked. But in other places - such as the wild - if he logs out of the game, the situation will be completely different: the player is neither invincible"
Yes, the hunger level will also increase over time."
"You will starve to death in the end." Husky frowned and completed Calvin's sentence.
"It's too bad. Even if we log out of the game and ignore it, our avatar will still starve to death in this cave. What should we do?" Husky turned his attention to Hal: "Sure enough,
Or should we light a fire and roast the dragon meat we just picked up, and solve the problem of food and clothing first before we talk about it?"
"No, meow!" The leopard boy was very persistent on this issue, or he was very stingy: "Dragon meat is a treasure, and it will definitely sell for a lot of money, meow! It's such a waste to eat it like this, meow! A person can't live without eating for a month.
I will starve to death, let alone just one night, meow? Let’s just be patient, meow!”
Hal naively thought that after twelve o'clock in the evening (in game time), their skill usage times would be reset, and Husky's [Arm Explosion] would be able to be used again, allowing them to escape from the cave.
go out.
But...is this game really that simple?
Gu------The dog-man boy's stomach continued to make a hollow echo. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he advised: "Hasky has wanted to ask for a long time: If you are not full, even after a day,
Will the number of skill uses be reset?"
Little Prince Karl smiled slyly, raised the scroll and read: "Combat skills are closely related to the user's physical condition. Excessive fatigue or hunger will affect the reset speed of combat skills. In the worst case, regardless of the
The combat skills will not be reset for how many days."
Sure enough, Husky frowned again. After all, it was a technique that consumed his physical energy.
It's just like a machine. If there is no refueling or a mechanical failure, the machine will not be able to operate again no matter how long it takes.
"As expected, it's better to eat the dragon meat." Husky looked at the leopard boy with almost pleading eyes: "Come on, it's okay to just eat one portion. We picked up so many props, it's okay to waste one portion.
Not bad, right?"
Hal was moved. It should be said that they really couldn't leave here without feeding Husky.
"Only one portion...you can't eat more, meow." The leopard boy said still stingily.
They leaned next to the cave entrance and used torches and extra materials to make a fire. However, the lack of fuel directly caused the campfire to not burn brightly enough. With this firepower, it would be difficult to cook the food.
Hal thought for a moment, took off his shirt and threw it into the fire.
"Harwan?" the dog-man boy exclaimed.
"It's okay... When you're full, we can go back to the Eternal Altar and buy a new set of clothes." Seeing that the fire wasn't burning bright enough, the Leopard Man boy even wanted to take off his pants and burn them.
"Okay - that's enough, that's enough!" Husky quickly stopped him, "I can't just let you burn the clothes, Husky should burn them too."
The dog-man boy took off his cotton shirt, rolled it up and threw it into the fire. The fire burned even more fiercely.
"Now, let's grill the dragon meat." Husky urged.
The leopard boy sighed, took out two pieces of dragon meat, threaded it on a small branch, and grilled it by the fire.
The game's olfactory system is imperfect, which can be said to be both lucky and unfortunate. Fortunately, they can't smell the unpleasant smell caused by burning clothes. Unfortunately, they can't smell the process of dragon meat being roasted either.
The aroma emanating from it.
All in all, the meat was cooked. Husky couldn't wait to bring the meat to his mouth and took a big bite.
Under the crispy outer layer, there is very elastic tender meat. It tastes a bit like beef, but it is a little softer than beef. The olfactory system is not perfect yet, so it only slides into the dog when the dragon meat slides into it.
It emits when a young person throats it, and it is faint, not a strong aroma.
Despite this, dragon meat is still very delicious. However, whether the taste comes from a real dragon remains to be determined.
The dog-man boy took a big bite with satisfaction, but when he turned around to look, he saw Hal giving another piece of meat to Calvin. The fish-man prince feasted on it, but the leopard-man boy didn't eat anything.
"You... don't want to eat?" Husky was a little embarrassed.
"You guys eat, Hal is not hungry, meow..."
Gu------Although he claimed that he was not hungry, the growling in his stomach completely betrayed the Leopard Man boy.
He scratched his head in embarrassment, covered his stomach and said nothing.
"You can eat it, too." Husky broke the dragon meat in his hand into two equal parts without thinking, and handed half of it to his friend: "How can you just let us eat it, and you don't eat anything?"
This is too outrageous."
"Hal doesn't want to eat meow." The leopard man boy pushed away the half portion of dragon meat handed over by the other party: "Hasky, eat it. It's you who need to replenish your strength, meow. Only when your physical strength is restored can you use your combat skills to rescue us from the cave."
Meow."
Unexpectedly, his little friend was very stubborn: "This is enough for Husky to eat. Hal will eat too---if you don't eat, I won't eat either!"
"Then...okay, meow." The leopard boy reluctantly took the half portion of the dragon meat and took a bite.
"Hehe---" The dog-man boy came over and sat side by side with the leopard-man boy, leaning against the stone wall of the cave and slowly eating barbecue: "Barbecued meat really tastes good if you eat it together."
"Hmm..." A faint blush appeared on Hal's face, and he took another bite of the barbecue.
The night in the game has not completely passed yet, and the coldness of late night spreads in the cave. After eating, the dog boy instinctively leaned against his friends to keep warm, and fell asleep not long after.
"Husky...?" The leopard boy looked at his little friend helplessly. The dog boy rested his head on Hal's shoulder and slept soundly. The leopard boy couldn't disturb him. And the fishman prince
Even more exaggerated, he directly grabbed Husky's tail and used it as a pillow, half lying on the ground and fell asleep.
Trouble is also spreading under the eyes of the leopard boy. They are just waiting for time to pass so that the number of combat skills can be reset. Before the second day of game time, it can be said that they are bored.
"Hal, let's sleep for a while, meow." The leopard boy muttered to himself, glanced at the extinguishing bonfire next to him, and then closed his eyes.