Even the Calishites, who were accustomed to the hot desert climate, had to drink up half a pot of water every hour, and occasionally pour some on their heads and bodies to cool down, just to ensure that they would not fall into a coma due to dehydration and heat stroke.

In just less than five hours, more than 280 liters of water were consumed.

This is about the same as the load of a camel.

In other words, in just one afternoon, the caravan drank up four 70-liter wooden barrels and turned a camel from "fully loaded" to "empty".

What’s even more outrageous is that the real big water consumers - the camels - haven’t even started drinking yet.

Although under extreme conditions, these "ships of the desert" can go without water for two weeks to a month.

But doing so will cause their physical strength and load-bearing capacity to decline, and they may even collapse from exhaustion or die from illness.

Therefore, the camels in the caravan are normally fed about one liter of water every day to ensure that they have no physical problems.

This means that a thousand camels alone would consume a thousand liters of water every day.

This is definitely a huge pressure for logistics support.

When it got dark, the caravan set up camp, prepared to eat and sleep...

Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at the soldiers and the little werewolves in disbelief. They first took out a huge wooden barrel from the dimensional bag, and then unscrewed a silver kettle and poured water into it.

The kettle, which was about the size of an adult man's palm, actually kept filling up the entire wooden barrel.

Then he took out a tent and surrounded the wooden basin, and placed a candlestick with the second-ring magic [Eternal Flame] in the tent.

When all this was done, Zuo Si got up and walked in, took off all his clothes and soaked in the cold water.

Taking a shower in the middle of a desert?

Not to mention the slaves, civilians and mercenaries who were stunned.

Even Bernard, who came from a wealthy merchant family, was so shocked that his mouth remained open for a long time.

"This... this is too luxurious!" The orc warrior Rhett couldn't help but exclaimed.

As a person who had followed caravans across the Kalin Desert more than once, he had also witnessed many quirks of wealthy businessmen and nobles, such as the need to eat fresh meat, fish, fruits and vegetables every day.

But this is the first time that someone has set up a tent in the middle of the desert and used clean water to take a bath.

Although Rhett knew that his eccentric little master possessed powerful magical powers, he never expected that he could come up with such an ingenious trick.

"That's the Endless Kettle! A magical item that can permanently connect to the water elemental plane. It's sold for 5,360 gold coins in Calimport!"

A mercenary announced the name of the small kettle and its daunting price in a slightly trembling voice.

"What? More than 5,000 gold coins? Just to buy a kettle that can pour out infinite water? This world is crazy!" Another mercenary couldn't help but complain.

Obviously, for people like them who work on the edge of a knife and exchange their lives for money, such behavior of "spending huge sums of money" to buy expensive magic items just for a little convenience is simply "luxury" to the extreme, not to mention the unheard of thing of taking a bath in clean water in the desert.

"At least we don't have to worry about the rapid depletion of fresh water reserves anymore, right?" Bernard defended Zuo Si with a twitching mouth.

The mercenary captain licked his dry lips and nodded in agreement: "That's right! It seems that we can provide water to everyone, including the slaves and camels. And once there is enough water, the caravan will not have any problem traveling 60 kilometers a day."

"But I still don't understand why you have to spend more than 5,000 gold coins when you can solve the problem with just a few dozen gold coins."

"Same! I can't understand it either. But that doesn't stop me from being envious and jealous. I also hope that one day I can be as rich and willful as you."

"Hahaha! Just you? Don't dream! As far as I know, you always drink the cheapest beer when you go to the pub, and you're not even willing to order a glass of wine for five copper coins."

"Tsk! You don't understand! Only by saving like this can we save enough money to go back home and get married."

…

While these mercenaries were bickering and chatting with each other, Zuo Si, who was a bit of a germaphobe, had already washed off the dust and sand on his body, changed into a set of plain clothes and walked out of the tent.

As long as conditions permit, I will take a bath and brush my teeth at least once a day.

This is true even when living in a floating city tower.

Since the sun has set, the temperature of the surrounding environment is dropping rapidly, and it is now only about 20 degrees.

Therefore, even after Zuo Si put away the [Frozen Pearl], he did not feel any discomfort, except that the air was a little dry and fine sand was flying everywhere with the wind.

Without any hesitation!

He simply unscrewed the [Endless Water Kettle] and poured a large amount of clean water on the ground until the moisture content in the air increased significantly and the sand and gravel were wet and could no longer fly.

After finishing all this, he threw the kettle in his hand to Bernard and instructed: "Take it to replenish enough water for those slaves and hired civilians, and give them a simple wash. This will ensure that they will not get sick or tired to the greatest extent possible."

"You mean... to give this expensive magic item directly to those slaves?"

Bernard's eyes widened and he could hardly believe what he heard.

There is no need to talk about Calinshan, which practices slavery.

If a slave owner gives magic items to slaves, it is equivalent to putting his own status in the same position as the slaves.

Not only will you be laughed at by everyone, but you will also be ostracized by your circle.

In comparison, the commercial empire of Amn is slightly better.

But any family with a little bit of background will also establish strict rules.

Servants would never be allowed to eat at the same table with their masters, or to touch expensive objects such as magic items, paintings, and sculptures.

And considered it an offense and insult from a servant to his master.

But Zuo Si replied nonchalantly: "That's right! Anyway, if a magic item like the [Endless Water Bottle] has no limit on the number of uses, and cannot be fully utilized, then what is the point of its existence?"

identity?

class?

status?

He doesn't care about that.

As a planeswalker, there are only two things that Zuo Si really cares about, knowledge and power.

The former can help him better understand and recognize this complex multiverse, while the latter is a necessary means to ensure his own safety.

The two complement each other and are indispensable.

As for how the "upper class" such as nobles and wealthy businessmen view themselves...

Zuo Si felt that as long as he was powerful enough, even if he wore a tattered and patched beggar's clothes at a banquet, he would be touted as "trendy", and his rough eating would be explained as "generous" and "indifferent".

In short, the strong always have privileges.

This is most evident in Elminster, the first chosen of the Goddess of Magic, the Great Sage of Shadowdale, and said to be one of the most powerful spellcasters in all of Faerun.

With his weird temper and personality, he doesn't look like a likable guy at all.

But even so, there are still a large number of people who never tire of praising it.

Businessmen would even make up all kinds of stories, borrowing the old man's fame to gain popularity and promote their own products.

(End of this chapter)