This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 432 It is said that it is the place where the "God of the Sky" fell

   "Nuclear?!"

  The reception room of Dawn City.

  When Chu Guang patiently listened to Kaliman's hasty statement, and learned that the Legion planned to bomb the city of Harvest with a nuclear bomb with a million-ton equivalent, he was stunned for two seconds, his expression dumb.

  But soon, he noticed something suspicious in this piece of information, and a trace of suspicion could not help but float in his eyes.

   "Is the news reliable?"

  Grandpa didn’t hear any rumors.

  You should know first.

   It's not that he looked down on the efficiency of the feudal dynasty's intelligence work, Chu Guang simply didn't believe that they had this ability.

  Legion is an extremely special organization. They emphasize the purity of blood, and all core officers are held by Willant.

  Before, it was a bit of luck that the Zhandi guy was able to get the relevant information about the No. 530 military base.

Before catching Piman and Antonite, no one knew about the action plan code-named "Thunder", including Chu Guang. It was only based on the fact that the military base's stockpile of weapons exceeded the standard, and it was speculated that the Legion was suspected to be planning something major Military action.

   It was not until the plan was abolished that the hidden truth behind it surfaced.

  Nuclear weapons…

   It is not surprising that the Legion has that thing.

   But how did the Lion Kingdom know?

   Facing Chu Guang's suspicious eyes, Kaliman nodded solemnly.

"Absolutely reliable! This information comes from a noble person in the Falcon Kingdom who sympathizes with us. He has a connection with us in faith and blood. His devotion to the Spirit of the Sand Sea surpasses his loyalty to the Falcon royal family... I can only reveal this to you, but I can swear to the spirit of the sand sea that every word I say is absolutely true!"

  That serious expression doesn't seem to be faked.

  Actually, Chu Guang didn’t suspect that the Lion Kingdom was fooling himself, pushing up the “tension” in the region by fabricating false information, and urging allies to send troops as soon as possible.

  What he really doubts is whether this is the bait deliberately released by General Griffin fishing for law enforcement in order to lure the traitor.

but-

  The reasons given by Kaliman are also sufficient.

  Even in a classical militaristic kingdom like the Falcon Kingdom, internal opinions cannot be completely unified.

  Even if the ministers have no dispute over the matter of "being a dog of the legion", they will argue about whether to be a teddy or a husky.

  Especially for the people in the desert, the "river embankment" is the favor of the spirit of the sand sea.

  If the Legion intends to use this nuclear bomb on the "City of Harvest", it is not surprising that there will be devout believers who will stand up to oppose it.

  Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then spoke slowly.

   "I will let our intelligence personnel pay attention, but I can't guarantee you that there will be results. Hiding himself is his top priority now."

   "In addition, I will contact my allies on the east coast as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures with them."

   After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman and continued.

"Of course, relying on us alone is not enough. The Luoxia Province is too vast. I need you to use the network of contacts to obtain information about nuclear weapons to collect as much specific information as possible. For example, where is the nuclear bomb? What type, delivery method, and delivery distance...these information are critical."

  Just a "megaton equivalent" can provide too few clues.

  Even if the investigation is clear whether the nuclear bomb was dropped from a plane or dropped from a missile, the search range can be narrowed a bit.

  After explaining the information that needs to be collected, Chu Guang then patiently talked to Kaliman about some details worth noting.

  For example, a million-unit nuclear bomb is not stuffed in a suitcase and can be carried around.

  In addition to the aircraft or missile launchers that deliver the nuclear bomb, the nuclear bomb must be equipped with corresponding engineers and technicians for maintenance.

  These can be clues for investigation.

  After the meeting with Prince Kaliman, Chu Guang immediately summoned the representatives of the company, and informed Yi Chuan and others that the Legion was deploying nuclear weapons to Luoxia Province.

  Although the authenticity of the information needs to be further confirmed, it does not prevent Chu Guang from using it in advance.

  The alliance is bearing the threat of nuclear weapons for the enterprise!

  The alliance needs more support!

Just as Chu Guang skillfully used the information provided by Kaliman to win more support for the alliance from the east coast, General McLennan, who left the No. 9 oasis front and went south, was also making intensive preparations to recapture the Heart of Steel with...

  …

  The abandoned highway was buried by yellow sand, leaving only intermittent concrete wreckage.

  The bare bridge piers and the concrete road occasionally drilled out of the sand dunes are like corpses floating out of the sea, sinking and floating in the endless sand sea, only the rusty road sign still remembers its name.

   This is Highway 7, named after the No. 7 oasis.

   It's just that now, whether it's an oasis or a road, they have disappeared in this desert and can't be seen.

   At the T-shaped fork, at the end of the branch road extending from the main road, stands a towering alloy dam.

  It is as tall as a building, and there is no end in sight at a glance.

   Near the base of the dam wall, you can see pipes as thick as buffalo waists, and the water outlets below the pipes are connected to canals buried in sand.

  This magnificent project once irrigated a side of the soil like the "City of Fertility".

   It just has a completely different fate from the "City of Fertility". This circular "river embankment" has become a ruin, and the oasis attached to it has also been abandoned over time.

The structure on the north side is still intact, but it is only buried by sand, while the south side seems to have been hit by some terrible weapon. An entire section of alloy-cast "river embankment" was directly wiped off, and most of the remaining parts were also destroyed. They were all shattered into fragmented wreckage, so distorted that the original shape could not be seen.

   It was not only the "river embankment" that was destroyed, but also the land at the foot of the "river embankment".

  The terrifyingly powerful weapons even changed the geological structure, turning this place from a plain into a valley.

  The people in the desert call it "The Lost Valley".

   According to legend, a long time ago, an extremely tragic battle broke out here, so that the grace of the gods fell, and the curse of evil energy fell, permanently destroying this fertile land.

   Now two centuries have passed, and the outcome of that war is unknown, leaving only a ruin for posterity to admire.

  General McCllen's goal is here.

  However, he didn't come to offer condolences to the ancients.

   But to find something.

  Things that can defeat the Heart of Iron...

  The sound of gunfire resounded in the spacious valley.

  The legionnaires wearing desert-colored bulletproof armor were divided into three teams, alternately covering and moving forward, carefully cleaning up the nibblers hidden in the corner.

  The nibblers here are different from other places. The extreme lack of water makes them short in stature, but their relative movements will be faster and more unexpected.

  In addition to gnawers, there are also desert lizards that eat gnawers, radiant scorpions that are half the height of a person and can punch holes, and so on.

   Especially the latter.

   seems to have built a nest here.

  On the first day they arrived here, they lost five subordinates, and one of them died in a miserable state, being directly pierced through the head by the tail of a scorpion.

  Looking at the alien corpses in front of him, a legionnaire cursed.

   "Slime mold... Damn, how can there be mutant slime mold in the desert? Isn't this stuff a specialty of big cities?"

   I remember correctly, it is difficult for it to survive in a water-scarce environment.

"Maybe a bunch of dirty things fell here two centuries ago?" The captain of the team changed the magazine, glanced around blankly, looked at the messy battlefield, and finally couldn't bear it. I couldn't help clicking my tongue.

  The vast majority of the wreckage has been buried.

  If you want to find the treasures hidden below, you have to dig them out first.

   Hunting for treasure while facing the sneak attack of alien species, it sounds like a fantasy.

  Fortunately, they don't need to do the dangerous excavation work, and those subordinates whose lives are cheaper than slaves can do it for them, and there are as many as they need.

   "What are we looking for here?" A soldier couldn't help asking.

  The ten husband answered concisely.

   "Ghost knows, maybe General McLenne has his plans... Don't worry about it so much, just do what we are doing."

  As the alien species in an area was cleared, the subordinates carrying shovels and rifles returned to the construction site, began to excavate the earth, and transported the earth out of the valley by truck.

   Not far behind everyone is the entrance to this majestic valley.

  A sloppy and huge camp is located there, only a hundred meters away from the wreckage of the river embankment that stretches for tens of kilometers.

  The entire camp is about 100,000 square meters, hundreds of meters long and wide, surrounded by a sandbag wall with wires and camouflage nets hanging on it.

  There are more than 200 trucks parked in the center of the camp, dozens of them are equipped with quadruple anti-aircraft guns.

   There is a team of about 10,000 people stationed here.

  In a certain tent, there were a group of officers standing.

  General McClenn, standing in front of the command table, was communicating with a technical officer.

  On the command table in front of the two of them, there was a slightly old holographic projector, and a long cylinder shining with milky white light floated in the light blue light cone.

  McLen touched his chin and asked with interest.

   "The core of the shield you mentioned looks like this?"

   It looks slightly different from his Ironheart.

  The technical officer smiled and said.

   "That's right, this is what we're looking for... Isn't it beautiful?"

  General McLenne also smiled.

   "It's okay."

  He didn't feel how beautiful this thing was at all, it was far worse than his collections.

   But it doesn't matter.

  As long as this thing can help him paralyze the deflector shield and anti-gravity system of the Iron Heart, it is enough.

  I hope that when he recovers the airship, those barbarians don't have his precious treasure.

   Staring at the light cone of the holographic image, the technical officer showed a hint of obsession on his expression, and continued talking in a rambling manner.

"The quark-gluon slurry...is said to weigh 40 billion tons per cubic centimeter, and can only exist stably at extremely high temperatures and pressures. One of the greatest achievements in applied physics in the Era of Prosperity was finding the way to make it more convenient a way of stabilizing existence.”

  General McCllen asked curiously.

   "This thing has 40 billion tons?"

   This glowing tube looks like more than one cubic centimeter.

  The technical officer smiled slightly.

"Of course it's not that heavy... The quark-gluon slurry stored in the core of the shield is only very small, weighing about 10 kilograms. As for the light you see, it's not its body, its body It is not something that can be directly observed with the naked eye."

   Except for General McLennan, all the officers standing here looked at each other in blank dismay.

  This kind of too obscure scientific theory, in their view, is no different from the beliefs of desert residents.

  Both have a set of logic that can be justified, and the existing technology can neither prove nor falsify.

   Paused for a moment, the technical officer continued.

"According to relevant information, the People's Federation of Aerospace Forces once deployed a 'Titan' here to clear up the brood that fell here. The power of its shield core is equivalent to that of a conventional frigate... What we need to do is find it."

  Whether it is a deflector shield, an anti-gravity device, or a neutrino channel, etc.

  These technologies that were born in the middle and even the middle and late stages of the Prosperous Era depended on breakthroughs in the research of gravitons and gravitational fields in the physics community in the early Prosperous Era.

  The boson with a spin of 2 and a mass of 0, the hypothetical particle that is ubiquitous in nature and defined by quantum mechanics as transmitting gravity, classical physics boldly imagined its existence, but did not find it.

  In the era of great prosperity, physicists successfully found it through precise calculations and experiments, and explained it in more detail with rigorous theory.

  Although it is impossible to store gravitons in glass bottles like glass marbles, it can indirectly interfere with them through "high-density matter", so as to achieve the effect of indirectly affecting the gravitational field.

   includes deflecting the motion vectors of objects in curved space, including weakening or even eliminating interactions between massive objects.

  The former belongs to the technical principle of the deflector shield, while the latter is often applied to anti-gravity devices.

  Even in the era of prosperity, these two technologies belong to the application of frontier fields, but it is not difficult to destroy them.

  In addition to the two methods of cutting off the power supply and overloading the power supply, a more direct method can also be used—that is, to interfere with the gravitational field dominated by the "shield device" and "anti-gravity device".

   It's not that hard.

They don't need to prepare a large number of anti-aircraft artillery positions, they only need to use the shield core—that is, the glowing battery to make a "phase cannon" to interfere with the gravitational field in the target area, which is enough to paralyze the steel ship in a short time. Heart's shield and anti-gravity system.

   Lost shields and anti-gravity system, it will fall from the sky.

   At that time, there is no need for any heavy firepower weapons. It is enough to rush up with manpower to **** the airship back.

   And this is why he asked Griffin for 10,000 people.

What?

  Will falling from the sky break the airship?

   That sort of thing doesn't matter at all.

  The most valuable thing about the Heart of Steel is the core of the frigate inside. A series of black technologies, including reactors, shield cores, and anti-gravity devices, are all integrated on the core of the frigate.

   As for the outer steel jacket, and the propellers that drive the airship, etc... these cheap replaceable parts are not worth the money at all.

  As long as the airship is driven back to the air port of the Legion, it can be repaired in minutes.

  General McClenn's mouth could not help but curl into a smile.

  Although the loss of the Heart of Iron was a stain on his military career, after all, those barbarians were funded by the enterprise, so it was not wrong for him to lose.

  As long as the airship can be snatched back, no one has the right to accuse himself of being incompetent.

   A century.

  I am the only head of the ten thousand who fights back and forth with the company. Not only is this not something to be ashamed of, it can even become a topic of conversation at noble balls.

  At this time, an officer walked to the door of the tent, stood at attention and gave a military salute.

   "Report! General Griffin has a telegram!"

  As soon as he heard the name Griffin, a trace of impatience flashed in McLennan's eyes.

   This guy is not usually like to point fingers, he has to send a telegram for trivial matters.

   No, I just arrived here, and the telegram was sent immediately, and I probably wanted to order myself to do something.

   And nothing good will happen.

   But trouble is trouble, orders still have to be obeyed.

   "Show me."

   "Yes!" The officer walked into the tent and handed the decoded telegram to McLennan with both hands.

  McLen took the telegram and glanced at it, raising his brow slightly.

   Sensing the strange look in the general's eyes, the staff officer standing aside asked Chi.

   "Does General Griffin have any requests?"

   "He wants us to build an airport here."

"Airport?"

   There was a surprised expression on the staff officer's face, and the other officers next to him also looked at each other, exchanging surprises in each other's eyes.

   Griffin will give them Army aircraft?

   This is too... incredible.

   "Exactly."

   After a brief reply, McLennan walked to the wall of the tent and looked at the strategic map hanging in the tent.

   Lost Valley is south of Oasis No. 9, and the distance between the two places is far.

   If you want to bomb the Lion Kingdom from yourself, it is obviously not a good idea.

  The Legion only has one jet aircraft in Luoxia Province, and the ground air strikes are mainly handed over to the army's propeller aircraft.

  The former has enough voyage but the number is too small, while the latter has a lot of voyage, but the voyage is obviously not enough.

  This place is very close to the No. 4 oasis.

  Go one or two hundred kilometers to the west from his current direction, and you will see the double-headed peaks in the Zhuobal Mountains. After crossing the pass there, you can reach the No. 4 oasis on the south side of the mountain range.

   It would be more convenient if it was an airplane, just fly over the mountains.

   "...Is this guy planning to fight on two fronts?" McLenne touched his chin, and his eyes stopped on the No. 4 oasis on the strategic map.

  Although the Camelback Kingdom is not as good as the Lion Kingdom, it is still a powerful region with a population of one million. He is only given 10,000 followers and does not have enough heavy firepower. He really does not have the confidence to defeat it.

  And if he remembers correctly, after capturing the No. 9 oasis, the next target should be the golden lizard, and the hump is the last one.

   But if the target is not hump...

  Macllen was thinking, and his eyes began to move eastward, and finally stopped at the east of Luoxia Province—the verdant forest and plain.

  It's just as far away, about the same distance from here to Oasis 9.

   But just within range of the jet!

   Seems to have thought of something, a hint of confusion appeared on McClenn's face, and he suddenly laughed loudly.

   "Hahaha... Griffin is indeed! That sly skunk, I know what he wants to do!"

  The officers in the camp looked at each other in dismay.

   Isn’t it the old fox?

   How did he become a skunk again?

   Restrained his smile, General McCollen looked at his subordinates, and ordered sharply.

   "From the retinue army, divide a thousand-man team out to level the land north of the camp."

   "We're building a makeshift runway there!"

  The newly promoted logistics chief immediately stood out from among the officers, stood at attention and gave a military salute.

"yes!"

  In his impression, his immediate boss, General McCollen, had never paid so much attention to General Griffin's orders.

   It must be something important!

  McLen turned around and continued to look at the hanging map, with a hint of viciousness floating in his flattering smile.

   These ugly savages.

   They will soon pay for their stupidity.

Unfortunately…

  This kind of death without any pain is really too cheap for them.

  …

  At the same time, on the west side of the Lost Valley, the sun was setting.

  Due north of the Zhuobar Mountains, on a bare Gobi Desert, a girl riding on the back of a bear is holding a telescope in her hand, stretching her neck and looking forward excitedly.

   She wears an RPG on her back, a grenade, a submachine gun, and a cute mushroom badge on her waist. Although the black silk and jacket were torn, and the short fluffy hair was blown into a chicken coop, it couldn't conceal his silly and sassy look at all.

   "Whoa! What a big double front!"

  The white bear, who was listless after being baked by the sun, looked up and complained feebly.

   "... I always feel that Ao has made some terrible speech again."

  Sisi, who was driving, also interjected.

   "Well, if typing on the public screen, two asterisks should be displayed or replaced with other words directly."

Tail:"???"

  Standing at the front of the truck, Sesame Paste, holding on to the machine gun on the roof, also looked ahead, and the cat ears on top of his head suddenly shook excitedly.

   "Don't you think those two mountains look like cat heads?"

   "Oh! That's a good name," Tail's eyes sparkled, and he turned his head and gave a thumbs up. "Let's call it Maotou Mountain!"

  Unable to understand the communication between three people and one bear, the old man who rode a two-headed ox and followed the truck smiled and said in a human-to-human language.

   "There's Two Headed Peaks."

  Although I couldn't understand their communication, I could guess from their facial expressions and movements that they should be discussing the names of the two majestic mountains.

  The old man’s name is Boulma. He is a resident of oasis No. 4. He makes a living by doing business with the nearby mines. On the way back, he encountered predators and almost lost his life.

   Fortunately, he met this group of kind-hearted little girls, and he managed to save his life and his cattle without any danger.

  In order to repay the grace of saving his life, he offered to act as a guide.

  Considering that I don’t know anything about the situation in the No. 4 oasis at all, and having a local help can reduce unnecessary troubles, Sisi nodded and agreed.

   As for why they are here, it is a long story.

  After the battle of Ruigu City, the Knights of the White Bear took a short rest before going back on the road and heading west into the desert.

  Since Oasis 9 is at war, it is obviously not a good idea to go to Lion Kingdom at this moment.

  So Hu Sisi suggested that it is better to go to the Golden Lizard. I heard that the No. 8 oasis can go further north to the Wandering Swamp, and the mysterious academy is hidden in that swamp.

   At first everyone thought it was a good idea.

  However, just in the middle of the journey, they heard from a traveler at a certain station that they had crossed the southernmost Zhabal Mountains and walked south to Silvermoon City in the Hump Kingdom, where they could see the endless sea.

  When they heard that they could see the sea, the three of them and the bear were immediately excited.

ocean!

   Compared with swamps and colleges, the sea is more attractive!

  So under Tail's proposal and Flesh's booing, the White Bear Knights made a 180-degree turn, and turned back to the south...

   "Huh? So it has a name?" Tail looked at the old man in surprise.

   "Haha, it has quite a reputation. If you come here often, you will definitely hear about it."

  The old man had a look of pride on his face, and he continued slowly.

"My hometown, the Petra Fortress is located between those two mountains! It is probably the only survivor settlement in the entire desert that does not rely on the existence of oases. After passing the Petra Fortress, it is the No. 4 oasis, At the same time, it is also the only way to go to the No. 4 oasis."

   "Petra!"

  Hearing this pronunciation, the tail immediately pulled Rourou's hair excitedly, "Rourou, Rourou, it's Petra! Gold coins and hammers may be found in the surrounding desert!"

   Rourou complained helplessly.

   "...that is another game, and this is not a world."

  Sisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, thought for a while, and then said.

   "Well... That's what I said, but logically speaking, if this is really the only passage to the No. 4 oasis, there might be some treasure buried under the sand."

  Those caravans engulfed by the sandstorm.

   Or the baby who fell off the bullock cart because of the bumps.

  If you take the time to find them, you might actually be able to dig out something from the sand under their feet.

   As for whether it's worth it or not, that's another matter.

   "Oh! Treasure hunting!" After receiving an affirmative answer, Tail suddenly became excited, and this time even the meat under her body was aroused.

   One person and one bear excitedly discussed the treasure hunting plan, and made an appointment to go to the sand dunes to hunt for treasure with an engineering shovel after the business was completed.

  Looking at the joyful good friend, Sisi couldn't help but smile on his face.

  Compared to war, this kind of leisurely journey is more enjoyable. In the past month, what they saw and heard along the way could be written into a book.

   It would be great if we could keep going peacefully.

  Although she knew in her heart that this brief peace was more like the calm before the storm. A few days ago, the Death Corps launched a pre-emptive raid on the legion. It is estimated that they should go to the front to report after this journey is over.

   Sesame paste looked at the old man on the back of the ox and asked curiously.

   "Is there anything I need to pay attention to when going to the Petra Fortress?"

  The old man said with a smile.

"There is nothing to pay attention to. The locals are much more enlightened than other desert residents. As long as you respect their beliefs, they will respect you too. The local laws prohibit murder, private fighting and theft. Please pay attention to this... But I don't think you should do that kind of thing."

   "By the way," the old man glanced at the ears on the top of her head and said with a smile, "The residents of the Hump Kingdom love cats very much. You will be very popular there."

  Sesame Paste put on the helmet a little embarrassedly.

   A group of people talked and laughed, and quickly approached the majestic fortress.

  Its outline is very similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The curved concrete structure is reinforced with stones and wood, and the barrels of cast iron cannons stand beside the battlements.

  In addition to these primitive weapons, there are also some light and heavy machine guns on the top of the fortress. These equipment are not enough for the regular army, but they are enough to deter ordinary bandits and looters.

   A series of square houses are distributed between the valleys of the two mountains, spreading towards the ridge.

  This is both a fortress and a settlement for survivors. The permanent population is about 70,000 to 80,000. As for the floating population, I don’t know how many there are.

  Not only the caravans from the River Valley Province, but also the caravans from the Jinchuan Province will pass by here, so it looks very lively here.

  People were standing beside the dirt roads and peddling. A triangular shed was supported by colorful linen cloth and two wooden sticks. It was a simple stall.

  Everything is sold here, like a Somali market.

  Beside the fruit stand was a shop selling rifles. A darker-skinned woman was wearing a plaid skirt, and while breastfeeding her child, she bargained with the mercenaries who purchased weapons.

   Noisy voices can be heard endlessly.

  Since entering this market, a group of people have unconsciously raised the volume of their speech, almost shouting at the top of their voices to hear each other's voices.

   "By the way, this place looks like Horseshoe Town in the Red River Alliance!"

   "Oh! But it's so big! Bigger than Horseshoe Town!"

   "Haha...it's just a small town after all."

   "Hmm... I don't know if there are any special products with a relatively high unit price here." Sisi, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked around and thought about it.

  She heard from the old man named Buma that the spices, carpets, beef, camel milk and milk produced here are very famous, as well as some iron products and pottery.

If it is not financial constraints, it is best not to buy the rifles and bullets sold by the small vendors. The things thrown on the carpet for sale are either trophies seized from looters or inferior products produced by small workshops with cheap materials. .

  The former is neglected in maintenance, while the latter is rough in workmanship. When it is critical, it gets stuck or explodes, which may kill the user.

  “…If you need to replenish ammunition, you can go to the workshop in the city to place an order. As long as the bullets are not too complicated, the artisans can even customize them according to the caliber and type of primer you need.”

  The old man glanced at the houses not far away, then at the girl sitting in the truck, and asked for advice.

   "I want to go home to report that I am safe. I usually arrive home in three days. This time it took too long. My wife and children must be in a hurry... How about we make an appointment to meet here tomorrow?"

   Sisi nodded.

   "Then it's 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, we also need to fix it."

  A hotel with a garage and a warehouse, she has marked the location on the map, and plans to take everyone to open a room to put the luggage down.

   There is still a lot of ammunition on the truck, but there is no rush to replenish it. The first thing they have to do now is to exchange the goods on the truck for local money.

   I heard that devil silk is very popular in the local area, and a roll as thick as the forearm can be exchanged for a bighorn cow, while the former can be bought very cheap as long as you contribute enough.

   The Frostspear Ranch’s order price is quite generous. A 3,000-jin bighorn cow can be exchanged for nearly 6,000 silver coins.

  Plus those weird gadgets.

  The cargo of this truck may make a profit of more than one million!

   While Sisi was thinking, Tail and Rourou, who were walking ahead, suddenly stopped beside a stall.

  Climbed down from Rourou's body, and put his tail in front of the booth, looking at the books and scrolls covered with blankets, he suddenly seemed to have discovered a new world, with a surprised expression on his face.

   Looking up at the stall owner sitting under the shed, Tail asked excitedly.

   "Boss, do you sell treasure maps here?"

"Treasure Map?"

  The stall owner was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment, but soon, his wrinkled face was full of joy.

   Withdrawing from his smile, he coughed lightly, made a mysterious expression, and said in a low voice.

   "Guest, I shouldn't have said this, but for the sake of fate..."

  The eyes of the tail are shining.

   "For the sake of fate?"

  The stall owner smiled and stared at her.

   "Have you heard of the Lost Valley?"

  If he has heard of it, he doesn't need to talk about the next nonsense.

  However, just as he expected, the girl in front of him really came here for the first time, even the first time she came to the desert, and she had never heard of that cursed place at all.

   Tail shook his head quickly, looking expectantly at the old man behind the booth.

   "No! Is there anything in there?"

  The stall owner turned his gaze slowly, and spoke with a long tone.

   "Haha, there are too many good things there... According to legend, that lost valley is the place where the **** of the sky fell."

   "Oh oh! God of the sky?!" Hearing this scary name, not only the tail, but even the meat beside him showed an excited expression.

   Glancing at the human-like big pyrenes, the stall owner continued to tell the story.

"Yes, that was a long, long time ago. The twilight of the gods fell at midnight, the dark sky was lit up into day, and the gods who were united in the past fought in the kingdom of mortals, brother to brother, and finally the **** of the sky Misfortune fell. The scepter that slipped from his hand destroyed the favor of the Sand Sea Spirit, turning the once oasis into a cursed wasteland..."

  Seeing the girl in front of him with bright eyes, the stall owner knew that his chance had come, so he lowered his voice and threw out the bait.

  “…these are public rumors, but few people know what happened after the war ended,”

   "What happened!" Tail swallowed, his face full of anticipation.

  The stall owner lowered his eyebrows slightly.

"The believers of the **** of the sky found the body of the **** and built a temple on his body. Two hundred years have passed, and his servants have gone with him and disappeared into the boundless yellow sand ...But according to legend, the armor of the God of the Sky still remains there, enshrined in the temple buried in the yellow sand!"

   Tail clenched his fists excitedly.

   Hidden missions!

  Giao!

   "That is to say, as long as you find that temple, you can find the armor of the God of the Sky!"

   "Exactly."

  The stall owner gave her an appreciative look, and as a compliment for her cleverness, picked up an aged scroll from the stall.

"I happen to have a treasure map here. I originally planned to hire a few mercenaries to go and look at it, but you also saw... The business here is so busy, I can't find time to go away, and my hair is turning gray. I can sell it to you if you're interested,"

  Tail excitedly said: "How much!"

  The stall owner thought for a moment.

   "Well... Let me think about it. After all, I bought it from another traveler. I gave him 10,000 gold camel coins. For the sake of our fate, I will sell it to you at the original price."

   "Ten thousand golden camel coins!?" Tail's face showed a frustrated expression, "Woo...I don't have that much."

  When she rescued the old man named Boulma before, she recovered some gold coins with camels on them from the group of looters that she took care of.

   According to Buma, those small gold coins are golden camel coins, the small face value is 1, and the large face value is 10.

   But those gold coins were only in a small bag. Although she didn't count them carefully, it was impossible to think that there were as many as ten thousand.

  The stall owner thought that she must have just come here and hadn't had time to exchange the local currency, so he hurriedly said.

   "What about dinars? Dinars are fine too! 10,000 is fine! Or Cr, but I can't give you a high price for Cr... 30,000, oh no, how about 40,000 or so?"

  The tail shakes the head into a wave drum.

"No."

  The expression of the stall owner was slightly disappointed.

From the looks of it, this little girl looks pretty good. Although her face is ashamed, her complexion is obviously much better than those of those travelers. Not only does she have a rare and exotic animal as a pet, she also has a truck, which looks like she escaped from the No. 9 oasis. Ms. Rich, in the end, she couldn't squeeze out even this bit of oil and water.

   I really missed it.

  However, with the idea of ​​being able to deceive a little bit, he still showed his acting skills, made a hesitant expression, gritted his teeth and said reluctantly.

"That's all, for the sake of our fate, I will sell it to you for 6,000 dinars... Think about it, you can buy this treasure map for the price of 6 strong slaves. As long as you recruit the God of the Sky The armor, maybe it can help you revitalize your family."

   "Oh! Rejuvenate the family!"

   Tail's eyes became brighter, and then looked pitifully at Sisi who was waiting for her in the driver's seat.

   "S..."

   Seeing that pitiful expression, Sisi said helplessly.

   "Okay, Awei, we should go to the hotel. This guy is obviously trying to cheat you out of your money because of your looks."

  Tail: "What if it's a hidden mission! The treasure map bought at the market in a foreign town actually contains a shocking secret..."

  Seeing the wanting expression on this guy's face, Sisi sighed, applied the handbrake, pulled out the car key, and jumped out of the driving seat.

  The stall owner looked at the woman in front of him alertly.

  Intuition told him that this guy is not as easy to deceive as he was just now.

  Sisi took out the purse and counted it, then looked at the stall owner and said.

   "I just happen to have a bag of golden camel coins here. There are about... more than ninety coins. If you are interested, sell them. If you are not interested, we will leave."

"Ninety?! You might as well let me give it to you for nothing!" The stall owner's eyes widened, unable to accept the price difference, he gritted his teeth and said with pain, "...Three thousand dinars, this is the bottom line I can accept !"

   As soon as he heard that the offer he gave himself was cut in half, his tail was startled.

   "Eh?! Didn't you discount the tail for the sake of fate?"

"Well…"

  The stall owner smiled awkwardly, and looked away, not daring to look into those eyes.

  Sisi also smiled faintly.

   "Maybe this stall owner thinks that he is more destined for me."

  The stall owner smiled and touched the back of his head,

   "Beautiful lady, what you said is true! How about... How about two thousand five hundred? This really can't be cheaper, no matter how cheap it is, I might as well ask a few mercenaries to find it by myself—"

"eighty."

  Sisi took out a few coins from the money bag and stuffed them into his pocket, then threw the money bag on the booth, picked up a book and shook it,

   "Add this giveaway."

   "Oasis under the Djobal Mountains"

  Looking at the title of this book should help her understand the situation in this area.

   That old man named Boulma met halfway after all, even though her group saved his life, she didn't fully believe him.

   This is the wasteland.

   This is no fairy tale.

  The stall owner's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth.

   Seeing his uncomfortable face, Tail suddenly couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand and lightly tugged on Sisi's sleeve, and whispered.

   "Si, why don't we go...I suddenly don't want it anymore."

  Forcing others to do things they don't want to do always makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

  Sisi smiled, but didn't insist.

   "Oh, then just listen to Ao."

   After speaking, she put down the book in her hand and turned to leave.

   At this moment, the stall owner, whose face was ashen a second ago, suddenly jumped up like a squirrel whose tail had been stepped on, and snatched the money bag into his arms.

   "Eighty! That's eighty! It's a deal! That scroll and that book are yours now, take them away from me!"

   "Really?!" Tail took the scroll with a look of surprise.

  Expecting his reaction like this, Sisi smiled faintly, picked up the book and stuffed it into his arms.

"Thanks."

   Truck restarts.

  Looking at the truck that disappeared at the end of the street and the girl leading the bear, the stall owner spat and cursed at the poor man.

  Weighing the purse in his hand, a look of worry appeared on his wrinkled face.

  One transaction only made 80.

   I don’t know how long I have to wait for the next order.

  If I knew it, I would have let go earlier...

  —

   (Thanks to the leader of "xX Bringing Master Xx" and "Xinxian" for the reward!!)

  (end of this chapter)