Chapter 179 An unruly team crossing the desert
Even though there was no grudge between them and they might even be future teammates, Lu Yuan still had some moral integrity.
Of course, whether they can be teammates remains to be seen...
Lu Yuan finally made an invitation: "Since you have nowhere to go, come with us to the Sky City."
The conch made a sound of talking to itself: [The evil being who wanted to stew me made a malicious invitation. But it was obvious that I had nowhere to go and I couldn't even move. ]
[If I refuse, he will definitely cook me, damn it.]
[Well... Dear Mr. Traveler... Let me show you the direction. It may be very far away, so you should be mentally prepared. ]
Lu Yuan was ashamed. What level of mental patient is this?
He cleared his throat: "Team, what do you need now?"
[I want a little water to clean the conch shell... Other than that, I want to... chat? How about that?]
[I have never left this conch shell. I want to witness a bigger world.]
"We don't have anything else here, there are plenty of people to chat with."
Lu Yuan got on the tricycle and slowly headed towards the distance.
Two tire tracks appeared in the sand dunes, but they quickly disappeared in the breeze.
Only a green vine quietly emerged from the mouth of the conch, looking out at the vast trees in the distance.
Everything that once existed has collapsed, but no memory of it is left. I only know that this place seems to be my home.
The moon in the sky is still the same moon, but the world is no longer the same world.
It's time to leave here.
Finally, the towering tree disappeared into the golden sand dunes.
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After picking up a friend from the desert, the team became even more unruly.
Lu Yuan is actually quite polite.
Because the new friend has a very nice voice, soft and polite.
You can’t bully a very polite living being—this is Lu Yuan’s personal moral integrity!
But the other members of the team didn't care. What's wrong with bullying you? The newcomer seemed like a newborn baby who didn't understand many concepts.
I spend every minute asking questions here and there, absorbing knowledge like a sponge.
Lu Yuan finally understood what the request to "chat" meant. My sister, you can't talk 24 hours a day, right?
Even the two lychees hanging on the old wolf's butt had to be asked what they were.
[Excuse me, what is that thing? Is it to attract others to attack? ]
"Are you male or female?" the Immortal Giant Turtle explained in a vulgar manner.
【What…what do you mean? 】
"Those who can give birth to babies are usually females. Those who have that thing are all males! Grandpa Turtle has some too!" The Immortal Giant Turtle raised its tail.
Its organs actually grow inside the chrysanthemum and only come out during reproduction.
"I've learned a lot." Lu Yuan said in surprise.
[Ahhhh...you are a rogue turtle! ]
The evil and crazy wolf twisted his body a little guilty and walked up.
Now it is so weak that it has completely become a pet.
After cultivating its character for so long, it regained its vitality. When it heard the turtle talking about this, it looked thoughtful.
It missed the she-wolf a little.
"Ah! Ah!" The sound was sad and desolate, full of resentment and sighs of the times.
"You must be showing off!" The immortal giant turtle bit the old wolf's tail.
There was another round of chaos.
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After several days of communication, Lu Yuan gave the new friend a name - "Miss Conch".
She appears to be a female creature? Well, that's good.
It also brought a bit of yin-yang harmony to the team whose yang energy was too excessive to the point of mental illness.
"Miss Conch" has only one soul. She doesn't know her own name, what her true form looks like, and she knows nothing about anything. She can't even bask in the sun.
She just hides in the little conch.
When he got excited, he started to stutter and called the other person "a fool" in a very moral way.
When I'm not excited, I feel annoyed about why I had to quarrel.
He is a chatterbox and keeps asking "why" all day long.
Even the old wolf was annoyed by her.
Finally, Lu Yuan stuffed a book of "Advanced Mathematics" into her hand, and she finally closed her curious baby-like mouth.
"Take your time to learn! I, Old Lu, have studied for so many years, now it's your turn to suffer." Lu Yuan looked at "Miss Conch" being tortured by mathematics in a very dark way, and he began to feel happy in his heart.
"Ahem, my good brothers are all good teachers with their own survival skills. It is very beneficial to learn from them."
"But sometimes you have to think independently." Lu Yuan pointed to his brain, "Don't get infected with mental illness."
[Okay, Mr. Lu. I understand. You are the only normal person who is not mentally ill.]
Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction, very happy with this flattery.
This lady was able to determine which direction the [monster] was running from, and she also pointed Lu Yuan in a relatively correct direction.
The tricycle is riding hard in the golden desert! …
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As time went by, the vastness and harshness of the desert far exceeded our expectations.
The farther away from the [Monster], the fewer bugs there are.
It is safe, but the endless distance makes people feel mentally broken.
The severe storms that occurred from time to time forced Lu Yuan to use his alien space abilities to avoid them.
There is a flaw in the different space, it cannot move.
Once the sand dunes float over and coincide with the alien space, it is equivalent to everyone being buried in the sand.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Today was another severe sandstorm and a group of people were completely unable to move and had to hide near the Tree of Life.
"Damn it, how many days has it been?" Lu Yuan pursed his dry lips.
"Today marks the 612th day since we left the Rize civilization. Today is the 5832nd day of the Ninth Era." The old cat reported the numbers ruthlessly but accurately. "We have been in the desert for a full 12 months, stopping and starting, and theoretically we have advanced 12,000 kilometers."
The Sahara Desert, the largest desert on Earth, is only 4,800 kilometers from east to west.
Today, 12,000 kilometers is already a quarter of the circumference of the earth, but we have not yet reached the end of the desert.
Lu Yuan looked at the gray sky, feeling a kind of despair as if he was challenging endless levels.
The most despairing thing in the world is that "God does not bleed."
Even if there is a progress bar of 1%! This feeling of being stuck in the middle is too uncomfortable.
[I said it was very far away. You can't blame me...]
[Okay, gentlemen, do you need comfort so much? You are so disappointing. Since you are so depressed, I will give you some face and tell you that we will arrive at our destination soon.]
[I estimate that it will take another day, and it will arrive tomorrow. ]
【Let’s work together! 】
Ms. Conch gradually adapted to her role: a bootlicker!
As the lowest level in the underworld, her fighting ability is not even as good as that of Old Wolf. In this dark forest where the strong prey on the weak, she can only survive by flattering others.
Even the old turtle reconciled with her.
Lu Yuan looked at Hai Luo expressionlessly. You said last year that it would arrive tomorrow, but a year later, you are still saying this? ! It turns out that God attributes are not equivalent to intelligence. How come your 33-point God is like a fool? Well, 33 points of God attributes are indeed useful.
In just one year, Ms. Conch taught herself advanced mathematics. This learning efficiency made Lu Yuan, a tough guy, cry. How many years have I studied since elementary school? Am I really that stupid? A 33-point god can even learn glyphs by force. No ability is required, just force learning! But this talent is far inferior to Lu Yuan's.
She still hasn't gotten started, but it has taken up a huge amount of her time, making her less talkative - this has become Lu Yuan's last point of pride. If you can't do carving, aren't you a loser? "Tell me the truth, how long will it take? Tell me the truth, my big sister Conch!"
[One year... At this rate, at least one year... If it's slow, it might take two years.] Miss Snakey said weakly.
"Two more years?!" The Immortal Giant Turtle jumped up and collided with the tent, almost crying in anxiety.
That's damn sentimental.
"How much water do you have left?" the old cat asked Xiang Luyuan.
Lu Yuan didn't say anything, but instead sighed to the sky. This fucking desert...how many people can cross it? He was a little bit unconfident.
"Don't ask... I'll fill a pot with sand to comfort you and let you hold on until you reach your destination."
The crash artist turned around and wrote a few lines in the desert.
We are all in the desert,
In the time it took us to pee, the sand buried us.
I'm in the sand.
All teammates are inside. 】
Another bucket of water was used up, and Lu Yuan was a little confused.
The rough sand blew on my face.
"Master Turtle doesn't want to drink water anymore! When you reach your destination, wake Master Turtle up!" The Immortal Giant Turtle suddenly made a decision and retracted his limbs and head into his shell.
There was a flash of grey light, and the pattern on its back kept changing until it turned into a stone.
The "big water consumer" suddenly fell into a dormant state.
If only Lu Yuan and Lao Lang drank water, they could last twice as long.
"Old brother...Okay, let me take care of the rest of the journey..."
Lu Yuan was actually very grateful to this old brother.
Because there are a large number of insects in the desert, even if the tricycle has a stealth glyph, it is not safe, so most of the journey is done at a turtle pace, and Lu Yuan rests in the carriage.
It has thick skin and flesh, so even if it is suddenly attacked and bitten, it won't be a big deal.
Now that it was finally away from those bugs, the Immortal Giant Turtle boldly fell into hibernation with confidence.
This old brother can be said to be another form of great wisdom appearing foolish.
Just like that, because of the significant reduction in water consumption, Lu Yuan and others changed their strategy. They changed from riding during the day and going out at night to riding for 18 hours a day and resting for 6 hours, and the speed was increased again.
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Time passed again, and 13 months passed again...
As the team kept on going, Lu Yuan always had an illusion: Did the air humidity increase a little? Did the temperature drop a little? (End of this chapter)