Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 They only slept for less than three hours at night, then they were driven by the cold and had to continue on their way. The desert is like an oven during the day, but like an ice cellar at night. Of course, the temperature here is not as exaggerated as the freezing point, but sand and wind quickly and ruthlessly rob the body of heat, just as the sun takes away water during the day.

　　 There are two moons in the sky. The two moons with halo are bigger and brighter than the earth's moon, and they are not elegant at all. The mottled stripes hung on the yellow moon, seemingly slow, but in fact it is moving fast. It was a storm on the moon, enough to tear steel into sand and crush stones into dust.

　　 "Don't, don't be where I think." Zhao Mai turned on the phone and scrolled forward to the "Travel Tips" in the "Service Information Information". The "forgotten world" is still displayed here, not the "forgotten kingdom". If it is the latter, he may be in Sale under the rule of the red robe wizard, or the ruins of the Nether Empire, the Aenook Desert under the rule of Ghost City. But there are absolutely no two moons in the forgotten country, and here will not be the famous Feiru.

　　The other world is known as a desert, or the whole world is a big desert. If you want to list "the fantasy world that you don't want to go to", the planet Atas with the setting sun of the catastrophe definitely ranks in the top five. Zhao Mai smiled bitterly and sighed his "good luck" secretly. This is a dangerous place. What I did before was really lucky to get home, and I can still get food and water.

"We can't rest tonight," Zhao Mai said to Butcher: "While it's not hot, you can go as far as you can. Without a shelter, even if you rest, it's just a stamina, and our stamina, think It’s hard to reach the mountain range, so I can’t wait too much."

　　 Butcher nodded, biting the spider's flesh hard. The honey taken from the round shell beetle has greatly improved his physical condition. The sequelae of heatstroke and dehydration have been reduced a lot, and he has an appetite to eat. It is precisely because of this that precious honey should be kept, and the perishable meat should be dealt with first.

　　 Fortunately, Zhao Mai's luck is still there, that is, the fare paid by Xuepox, the luck of "find what I want". The two people passed by a predator field before dawn, and the corpses of many giant insects and desert animals were scattered in the sandpit. Many small beetles gathered inside, making terrifying biting noises, clicking non-stop.

　　 "There is nothing in it that we need, don't take this risk." No matter how Butcher persuaded, Zhao Mai remained unmoved. He bypassed the small beetle that was eating, and cautiously came to the carcass of the animal that had been gnawed clean. Here are the remains of a few round-shell beetles, Zhao Mai took a fancy to their curved carapace.

"Go away, go away, go to other places to eat, don't influence me to take the carapace!" Zhao Mai used wild communication and finally succeeded in persuading a group of full-fed corpse beetles to make way, and then cut with a magic dagger. Two pieces of carapace the size of one square meter were dropped. Afterwards, he held his breath, returned to the safety zone cautiously and calmly, and then hurriedly fled with Butcher.

　　 With a few strips of cloth, these two light, strong carapaces become parasols—the kind that sits on the head. Now the sun will not hit the head directly, and there will be shadows on the shoulders and upper body. Ordinary materials, such as canvas, must not be used in this way. The increased surface area will collect more heat. The shell of the round-shell beetle has good heat insulation and can partially reflect light, which is very useful. Although it is often necessary to hold the cloth with your hands to fight the wind in the desert, this trouble is exchanged for a shade with a slightly lower temperature, which is an absolute cost-effective choice.

　　 The temperature of the body surface decreases, which greatly reduces the rate of their physical energy consumption, but consumption is consumption, which will always accumulate to the limit. On the second and third day, they still had the strength to set up traps to kill insects, as well as the strength to detour to avoid gathering desert monsters. On the fourth day, let alone fighting, they used up everything except breathing, drinking and walking.

　　 Fortunately, the mountains have become very big, and they should be there one day and one night. The two dragged heavy steps, stepping forward one by one, leaving clear footprints. Although the legs are filled with lead, they can't be dragged on the ground because their physical strength will be consumed faster. Although Zhao Mai is a druid, he can't wait to be a skeleton monster at this time, so he won't feel tired.

And his destination is the mountain range protruding from the sea of ​​sand in the northeast. At the place called Megillot Mountain, a group of sand thieves are hiding in the cave, avoiding the sun, waiting for the night, and waiting for their prey. .

　　 There are 13 people in all, including men and women of all ages. They all have relatives with each other. Although some relatives originate from **** and more chaotic things, the ancestors who caused all of this have passed away. The fetters of "relatives" and "interests" are better than pure "interests". Some more.

　　 Inside the gang, there is a rough seat according to the level of force. The most intuitive manifestation is the decorations on their bodies. Those who can use gems have a higher status than those who can only use teeth, and higher than those who can only use bones. As for the ones who have nothing, they are newcomers who have just joined the group. They are of no use other than being obedient and being beaten. There are three such newcomers, and their current task is to take care of the fire.

　　 Simply taking care of the fire, these three hands cannot touch the food and water. In fact, these relatives always eat their own food, and only a few people exchange food with each other. Under the white turban, every pair of eyes is always alert. They stared at the front with these eyes, listened to the back with their ears, smelled danger with their noses, and cursed with their mouths.

　　 The people who are eating are chewing slowly and rhythmically. It is said that in the desert, someone can judge his hunger level by listening to other people's eating sounds, and infer his food stock and body water level. This information will sometimes become a reason for killing and looting. So everyone was like a sheep, pursing their lips, chewing little, little by little.

　　 The leader of this group is a fierce and dangerous old guy. He does not allow anyone to call him by his real name, and can only call him "Grandpa". He has the right to enjoy the darkest and coolest location of the cave~www.NovelMTL.com~, he can rest with his back against the rock that is constantly oozing coolness, or he can drink water first. He is satisfied with the silence in the cave, which shows that his prestige is still stable. "If someone is whispering, it means someone is going to stab a dagger in the back." Grandpa kept this sentence in mind.

　　 He reached out and pulled the black veil that hung from the turban. This "daughter-in-law" who originally belonged to him was gnawed away by the desert earthworm and her veil returned to "Grandpa". The veil can block the sun during the day, and it can block the line of sight when in the cave. Behind the veil, smelling a familiar smell, "Grandpa" used his eyes to peep at everyone unscrupulously without being alerted.

　　 No one knows who he is looking at, so everyone is trembling and fearful.

　　 "We need to catch slaves. The market for slaves is very good now, great!" The leader suddenly said a word, and the flames in the cave trembled. "The gladiatorial battles in the big stadium are endless. There are countless people who died, and the temple tower is said to have a new competition. Those people are crazy, but we need money and iron, and these can be exchanged for meat. "

"Yes, grandpa." said his murderous deputy: "If we can catch a strong slave and pack it into a gladiator, the market price is now five times that of the previous one. This is a good deal, but where do we go? Slave?"

　　 "I plan to attack Echo Silver Mine, where there are few management personnel. As long as they are killed, the remaining slaves belong to us." Grandpa said: "Who agrees and who opposes?"

"Grandpa, you'd better take a look, I found something interesting." said the sand pirate of Lookout~www.NovelMTL.com~you are welcome to visit and read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works. At ~www.NovelMTL.com~ mobile phone users please go to read.