"Well, I have to talk to the captain of that spaceship." So the evil star said unceremoniously.
"Okay, Husky wants to go and play with it too~" The dog-man boy had already shown unusual interest in the shining silver spaceship ever since he saw it.
"No, you stay on this ship. I may go to other places next." The evil star thought that he might follow the clues and set off to find the dragon hunters, so he thought that he should not take Husky with him to continue.
Adventure. God knows where he will go next, and will there be more dangers?
"Eh------" The dog-man boy pouted dissatisfiedly.
"What? You just leave little Husky here?" Charlotte snorted dissatisfied: "As a nanny, you are really irresponsible."
"I'm a bodyguard, not a nanny." Xing Huilong then said: "And I think it's not a big problem to leave this brat in this well-guarded British battleship for a while, right?"
"You can rest assured, Lord Evil Star." Even the Knight of the Round Table, Kador, said, "I think we can protect little Husky."
Charlotte became even more unhappy: "Don't indulge him!"
Kador smiled and said: "Hahaha, after today's torment, I think the evil star prince is also tired. Wouldn't it be nice to give him half a day off and let him do what he wants to do?
?"
"Thank you, you are so considerate." Xing Huilong then said sarcastically: "Although you treat me like an old man, which makes me a little uncomfortable."
"Then -------" he turned to Husky and said: "I'll go away for a while, and you can slowly visit the battleship here and wait for the little leopard to come back. Don't make any trouble at high places, do you understand?
?"
"Okay." Husky still pouted dissatisfiedly. But thinking that the evil star might leave for a while, and Hal might wake up soon, Husky didn't want to run around waiting for his little one.
After his partner woke up, Husky planned to apologize to Hal as soon as possible.
At the same time, Bediville's silver sand boat --- Desert Boat.
"Huh------" The werewolf youth crawled out of the medical cabin, feeling exhausted all over. Although the medical cabin can allow wounds to heal quickly, healing requires stamina (nutrients).
The medical cabin originally had an additional nutritional supply system to make up for the nutrients and physical strength consumed during physical healing. However, the ratio of the nutritional system was adjusted based on the bodies of the ancient gods and humans, and it seems not suitable for modern people.
.So Eve stopped putting in most of the nutrients with potential risk factors and only supplied the most basic nutrients--protein, glucose and salt. Because of this, she had to use the medical cabin for a long time.
, it will still make people feel extremely tired. For those injuries that are too serious, even if the medical cabin can be used to prolong life, the user may still be weakened and die.
Thinking of this, Bediwell couldn't help but glance at the other medical cabin next to him. There was also a cat boy named Mutt lying there, who was brought here by Albert. Mutt seemed to have just finished
It was some kind of major surgery, and he needed to get well before tomorrow morning to participate in the competition, so Albert brought the cat boy over and sent him to the medical cabin for treatment.
The child's surgical wound seems to be quite serious, and he still needs to be completely recovered to the level of being able to participate in the competition in such a short period of time. Is there really no problem? Bediwell couldn't help but worry. ------Maybe the cat is not good
Even if a young man is able to play, his whole body will be so weak that he can't even run?
No, what is more worrying is actually another person. Bediwell then looked for another medical cabin that was still in use in the row of medical cabins. In a medical cabin with a green indicator light on, lying
Magic Swordsman Solar. This guy was already on the verge of death when he came back. I don't know if he can survive it.
"Um, boss, how long are you going to look at your naked buttocks?" Suddenly someone's voice rang out, startling Bedivere.
"Wow! ------" The werewolf youth literally jumped up. He turned around and asked, "Lawrence?! Why are you still here?"
"Well~" The bounty hunter put down the french fries in his hand, with a subtle smile on his face: "Didn't you tell me before that this medical cabin is so powerful, that it can heal the injury on your leg in twenty minutes?"
Can it be completely cured within a day? I thought it was impossible, so I stayed and observed for a while. The result------"
"So you waited here for twenty minutes? Are you a fool?"
"I've been waiting for twenty-five minutes, boss." Lawrence took out a pocket watch from his arms: "I calculated it with a stopwatch."
The werewolf young man put on his pants with a long face: "You are really free."
"It's quite free. Anyway, I decided to find a place to hide after completing today's commission to avoid the limelight." Lawrence was still chewing French fries: "You said it, boss, Mohammed Business Group"
People are planning to kill me and silence me, aren’t they?”
Bedivere snorted. At first he wanted to praise Lawrence for being steady and safe, but after thinking about it again, something seemed wrong: "Wait a minute...are you going to hide in my boat to avoid the wind?"
"Isn't it possible, boss?" Lawrence looked at Bedivere with watery eyes, and then took a few French fries and chewed them in his mouth: "Speaking of which, can you believe it? I asked Miss Eve what's here.
Snacks are available, and she actually prepared this for me. Can you believe it? These French fries are not real French fries at all, but are made from water and air. But the taste is better than what I eat in fast food restaurants
It’s much better when you arrive.”
"Oh------" Bediwell still had a long face. He had heard from a long time ago that Egyptians are mostly a bunch of lazy fools. If you give these guys a chance, they will definitely be lazy and just care.
They were eating, drinking and having fun. But Bedivere didn't believe such rumors before--until he saw Lawrence lying here and lazing around.
"Lawrence, get off this boat right now." Bedivere said angrily.
"Uh, what?"
"I gave you the freedom to move around in the ship and protected you from the pursuit of the Mohammed business group, but I never said that you would treat this ship as your home. What are you planning to do by staying here?
?Are you planning to eat enough every day and sleep enough before eating, so that you can grow into a fat pig?"
"No, I have no intention of doing this. I just want to relax for a while..."
"I don't want to do it a second time, get out of my boat." Bedivere emphasized.
"What you mean by [leisure] is hiding in my boat and dawdling around, doing nothing." The werewolf youth was unhappy: "Lawrence, get off the boat and find a job!"
"Boss, do you need to be so stingy? Anyway, your ship uses solar energy and has an unlimited energy supply. Food is synthesized from water and air. You can get as much as you want------"
"That's not the point! Laziness will make you lose your sharpness and make you die faster."
To put it bluntly, what Bedivere admires most about Lawrence (and the only thing) is this guy's ability to save himself in dangerous situations. This guy is a survivor, but he needs to stay busy to let his keen survival instincts play out.
To the extreme. Once he relaxes, he is no different from a salted fish.
"No, no, no, I think if I get off the ship now, I will be ambushed by the business group and assassinated. Then I will really die faster..." Lawrence then argued with reason.
"You can use the teleportation beam of this ship. Wouldn't it be easy to escape?" Bedivere said angrily: "The escape route has been prepared for you, and you can still be assassinated to death? If so, at your level, can you
It’s a miracle that I’m still alive today.”
"Okay------" Lawrence got up from the ground, "Just go find a job, then I'll go find a job. Na------"
He handed the large paper bucket containing French fries to Bediwell: "Then I'll leave first. Don't miss me, boss."
"Only a ghost will miss you." Bedivere really wanted to vomit blood.
Just after driving away Lawrence's scoundrel who was living alone, Eve's voice also rang out: "A communication was sent from the battleship of Great Britain. Someone wants to visit Lord Captain Bedivere."
"Oh? Who is it?" Bedivere was stunned for half a second. If it were Arthur and others, they would definitely board the ship directly to find Bedivere. It was so formal, and he said beforehand that he wanted to "visit" the werewolf youth. Normally
They are all guys whom Bedivere is not familiar with.
All in all, let’s meet this cautious stranger first. The werewolf young man put on his shirt, left the medical room, and walked all the way to the deck of the desert ship. In fact, he didn’t walk very fast, because his leg had just been injured.
He was cured, but his legs were still a little sore. But after all, he had a relatively short journey. When he walked to the deck, the other party was still sitting on the British transport boat and slowly flying over (the transport speed of the transport boat was indeed slow enough)
).
It was almost dusk, and Bedivere also felt hungry. Lawrence just handed him a handful of French fries, so the werewolf young man ate the French fries while waiting for the transport boat to approach.
The werewolf youth originally thought that some big shot was approaching the sand ship and wanted to have some important meeting with him, Captain Bedivere, but he did not expect that what came out of the transport ship was a young man wearing golden armor.
"...Is it you?" Bedivere and Shaxing shouted almost in unison.
"Why, it's you." The two shouted in unison again.
"Don't imitate me." Once again, the two people's words synchronized like a god: "You are imitating me."
So the two of them stopped talking, and a deathly silence filled the deck of the sand boat shining with the afterglow of the setting sun.