Chapter 969 Underground Cave
According to the Golden Miracle Clan, the piece of gold fell off the body of the earth god, and the complex patterns on the gold piece are the marks from the god's body.
Thanks to the existence of this piece of gold, unnecessary negotiation, communication, and even threats are no longer necessary.
Monroe simply mentioned it in the name of Gordon, and the Golden Face Tribe patted their masks and said that their tribe would never cause trouble to the investigation team again in the future.
I thought this incident would always go through some twists and turns, but I didn't expect it to be resolved so easily. Gordon had a kind of self-doubt in his heart: "Is my luck really going to get better?"
The Qimian Clan's ceremony will be held on a full moon night two days later, and the Golden Qimian Clan warmly invites them to stay as guests.
Although the settlement of the Strange Face Clan was not a very comfortable place, it was dark, noisy, and the ground was full of ores, but the group still chose to stay.
Mr. Monroe was very interested in the process of the Strange Face Clan holding the ceremony, and so was Herta. The excitement on their faces seemed to be no less than that of the Strange Face Clan.
Gordon Hayata is not that curious about this matter, but as the escorts on this trip, they cannot leave the two "weak" investigators alone and go back to the stars.
Had no choice but to stay together.
In this regard, the Golden Qimian Clan was very excited.
In its view, Gordon is the messenger of the gods. Perhaps only in his presence can the gods appear and accept its tribute and confession.
It even ordered the Strange Face Tribe to select those shiny, high-grade ores and build an ore bed for Gordon.
Unfortunately, Gordon was insensitive to this, and it would be too uncomfortable to sleep in.
After staying in the strange-faced tribe's cave for only two hours, Gordon felt unable to sit still. After he stopped, he walked over to Mr. Monroe, who was observing the carved totems of the Strange Face Clan, and said that he wanted to go out for a walk.
The old scholar didn't even bother to turn his head, waving his hand to signal him to do whatever he wanted.
Gordon asked tentatively: "Then, can we just come back before the Strange Face Clan's festival starts?"
"Yes, the festival is at midnight the day after tomorrow, and we come back before the sun sets the day after tomorrow. That’s it.”
“Okay!” Gordon smiled.
Hayata naturally followed. She didn’t like squatting in a dark cave and watching the strange-faced tribesmen dancing around the fire.
Herta, on the other hand, was paying attention. She was drawing the charcoal quickly to describe the dance movements of the Strange Face Clan.
In the camp of the Strange Face Tribe, the safety of Mr. Monroe and Herta was still guaranteed, and Gordon and the others left the cave with confidence.
The sunshine outside was so bright that it was hard to keep one's eyes open. Gordon took a while to adapt, and then he lowered his sun-shading palm from his forehead.
The climate of the Great Anthill Desert is not as extreme as the great deserts of the Old World. Even in the driest northern region, many traces of life can still be seen.
The temperature is not so high that I have to drink cold drinks.
Hayata looked at Gordon and asked: "So where are we going now? Back to the camp?"
"What camp are we going to now? We can just go back at night." Gordon stretched his waist and stretched his muscles. Some places in the Face Clan's cave were relatively low, making him feel like he couldn't stand up straight.
"It's time for dinner, meow! Find something to eat, meow!" Xianglan raised her paws and suggested.
“Well, I think this is okay.”
“I knew it.” Hayata rubbed Pandan’s head, “Didn’t the Qimian Clan just invite us to eat together? ”
Gordon smiled dryly, "Have you seen the ingredients of the Qimian tribe?"
"I didn't pay attention."
"I didn't see anything else clearly, but I saw only Dung beetle."
"Eh-?"
"That's part of the reason for rushing out."
"Okay."
Hayata looked back at the direction of the Strange Face Clan's cave. Although she was not picky about food, the dung beetle was still too exciting.
Gordon unfolded the map and said, "There are no oases nearby, but there are many caves to the northeast. It is marked on the map that there are underground rivers that can be fished in.
How about that? Let’s go fishing for lunch?”
“I agree! There’s some seasoning for grilled fish here!” Pork Chop took out a small bottle.
Hayata and Pandan had no objections.
“Then let’s go!” Gordon took the lead and started running.
“Meow meow?” Xianglan looked a little reluctant, “Why don’t you take a pterosaur?” ! "
The moment they passed through the hole at the bottom of the rock mountain and entered the cave, the hunters and Elu couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Compared to the scorching sun and hot wind outside, the cool and moist air inside the cave is so comfortable.
"I've been staying here for the past two days, meow! I won't go out, meow!" Xianglan meowed loudly.
Pork Chop sarcastically said, "Then just stay alone, meow."
Ignoring the two Ellu who were arguing again, Hayata came to an underground water Squat down by the pool.
The water in the pool was very clear. She took off her wrist armor and carefully dipped her fingertips into the water.
The water was very cold, probably less than 20 degrees Celsius. It should be spring water from deep underground. He licked his fingertips and there was no strange smell. Hayata picked up the water with his palm and took a sip.
"Nice spring water, please change the water in the water bag."
Gordon also came over, poured out the water in the water bag that had been heated by the sun, and replaced it with Cool spring water.
"Huh? That seems to be it?" Gordon narrowed his eyes.
A red needle-like fin appeared on the water.
"It's the Exploding Arowana! There are Exploding Arowanas here too! There are a lot of fireweeds out there!" Piglet threw away Pandan and ran over excitedly.
“There is no need to reconcile explosive bombs now.”
“Okay, meow.” Pig Chop lay on the edge of the water and looked at it for a while, then jumped up, “There is also a sashimi fish meow over there, it’s a good size. Big Meow!”
“It’s good to be prepared.” Gordon chuckled and took out the portable fishing rod from his bag.
I hung up the bait and was about to start fishing when I found that Hayata also took out a fishing rod.
Gordon was stunned, "Do you take your fishing rod with you when you go out now?"
"It doesn't take up much space anyway." Hayata smiled and threw out the bait.
As soon as the bait of the two entered the water, fish bit the hook almost immediately. The food resources in the water in the cave were relatively scarce, and the fish in the pool had a strong desire to eat.
Without much effort, the two caught enough fish to feed them.
Looking at the greedy tuna jumping and struggling in Hayata's arms, Gordon was a little confused.
Shouldn't this thing be a sea fish? How come this thing can still be caught in the water pool of the cave? Are the waters here connected to the sea?
Forget it, if you don’t understand, just stop thinking about it and just eat it.
Pianlan consciously assembled the portable barbecue grill, and Pork Chop also took out a knife, quickly cut open and cleaned the greedy tuna, cut it with a knife, and prepared for barbecue.
Gordon and the two put away their fishing rods. They were not addicted to fishing like Aziz, so it was enough to catch enough fish to eat.
The fuel used in portable barbecue grills is burning charcoal, which has great firepower and can cook food quickly, but it is also very easy to burn.
Fortunately, the pork chop's grilling skills were proficient enough. It constantly adjusted the distance between the fish and the flames, and soon, the burnt aroma began to spread.
The whole greedy tuna was quickly wiped out, and the pork chop was neatly grilled with sashimi.
Pandan, who had eaten so hard, lay down on the ground and stroked her belly. It seemed that this would speed up digestion and allow her to eat more in a while.
A quarrel is a quarrel, and he will never eat less of the pork chop rice.
“Meow?”
Pandan, who was rolling on the ground, suddenly sat up and moved her ears.
“What’s wrong?” Hayata looked over.
Pandan has a very keen sense of hearing and smell. Once there is any movement or abnormality, it is often the first to discover it.
"Don't make a sound yet, meow." Xianglan said.
The hunters stopped moving, and even the pork chops lifted the grilled fish on the grill and stopped turning.
Xianglan lay down on the ground again and put her ears to the ground. This was how she heard some movement just now.
After listening carefully for a while, it raised its head, "There is some movement, it should be somewhere deeper in the cave."
"What kind of movement, a large monster?" Gordon pressed.
Pianlan gave Pig Chop a gesture to indicate that it could continue grilling the fish, and then said: "It's not a meow, it's a small creature meow.
It should be an elf deer or something. There may be a lot of cats from the orc tribe, at least a dozen cats.”
"The Elf Deer will not gather together in dozens, and neither will the Strange Face Clan. The nearby Strange Face Clan are all subordinates of the Golden Strange Face Clan, and they will not gather here."
Haya Tower analyzed, "Maybe it's Detel? Didn't Mr. Monroe say that there is also a Detel ethnic group living in the northern part of the wasteland."< br>
“I have an impression that it’s called the ‘Guardian Clan’?”
Gordon recalled it and said with a smile: “There shouldn’t be any danger. Let’s go take a look after we finish eating.< br>
Maybe we can encounter something interesting? "(End of Chapter)