Lux's Magic Penetration Rod

Soon, the camel team arrived at the waterside of the lake in the oasis.

At the reminder of the guide, the soldiers leading the camels spread out along the lakeshore, each of them holding on to the bridle of their camels to prevent them from eating the oily seeds.

Then, when Lux slowly walked around from the side and approached the front of the team, she was surprised to see someone in the team taking out a ship.

Judging from its appearance, it can be said that it is exactly the same as the one used by the oasis survivor child!

"Are they going to cross the lake now?" Seeing this scene, Lux's eyes widened in surprise, "But isn't this boat too small?"

"They probably didn't all cross the lake." Kalya looked at the man dressed as a guide putting the boat in the water and said, "I think this is a bit like sending a messenger."

"Negotiation? Be polite before fighting?"

"I don't know. Too much time has passed. Although I still know most of the plants and animals in Shurima, the customs and habits may have changed with time, right?"

"Look, the leader seems to have entered the lake with the guide, one person and one boat!"

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Being on a literal boat made Kraft somewhat uncomfortable.

Even though he grew up in Bergün and knew how to swim since he was a child, he still felt a little unsure while riding this boat made purely of leaves through the dense oily threads.

It can only be said that it makes sense that the desert remnants usually travel by boat with children. Although the boat made of oil silk blades can carry adults, the load capacity is somewhat reluctant.

"Do you think these stubborn elders can agree?" As if to dispel the uneasiness in his heart, Kraft, who has always been unsmiling, took the initiative to talk to his guide again, "They will be willing to leave here and go to the outside world to see the world. ?"

"Maybe the elders are unwilling to leave, but there will always be people who are willing to leave." The guide thought for a while and could only reply, "Compared to the elders, I think Sefiqa is more worth fighting for."

"Sefiqa? Is he the...strong one you mentioned?"

"Yes, Bonu." The guide nodded, "Even though I have left the Oil Silk Oasis and lived outside for almost five years, I have never seen a spellcaster as powerful as Sefiqa."

"Are they stronger than the mages of Noxus?" Hearing what the guide said, Kraft narrowed his eyes slightly. "I have seen those mages from the north. They always wear robes and are mysterious - they His spells frightened the harbormaster of Belgun into a coward who abandoned the glory of Shurima and defected to the Noxians!"

"I have never seen any mages from Noxus." The guide shook his head upon hearing this, "However, I have met many mages who work for the mercenary group, and none of them can compare with Sephikar... In the past, Bonu could only listen to the voice of the earth, but Sefiqa can mobilize part of the power of the earth. I am not familiar with him, but I saw with my own eyes the grief of the previous Bonu when he passed away. caused earthquakes."

"It's unbelievable." Kraft glanced at the guide in the boat next to him, a little unbelievable, "If it weren't for the fact that I know you and understand you, I'm afraid I would think you are a bragging guy - grief causes earthquakes, I can only I’ve seen this description in mythology.”

"Fairy tale?"

"Yes, "Mother Weaver's Bedtime Story" was a popular bedtime book in Bergün."

"...Ashore."

The topic was brought to such a place, and the guide was somewhat at a loss. At this time, the two ships finally approached the shore. He came to the shore first, and then grabbed the cable of Kraft's ship.

"My head is a little dizzy." Kraft scratched his head, then dragged his boat out of the water and carried it on his back. "To be honest, I would rather carry this boat on my back than take the boat."

"Hahaha." Kraft's words made the guide laugh. "Believe me, most people will think so after riding on the oil silk boat!"

While talking and laughing, the two finally arrived on the island, and here, the elder who had received Sefiqa's notice had been waiting for a long time.

Here in the oil silk oasis, the elder of the desert survivors is a relatively fair guy. He is wearing a silk robe and holding a cane in his hand. When he saw Kraft and the guide, he raised his eyebrows on the spot. own eyebrows.

"Kuchu, you bastard!" The elder with white hair and beard spoke in Shurima, which was not very pleasant, "You brought an outsider to the Oil Silk Oasis again, and you even took him to our island! "

"Mr. Kraft comes with sincerity." Facing the old man, the guide Cuqiu could only spread his hands helplessly with a wry smile on his face, "Elder, times have changed now, we can't Hiding in the desert forever——"

"Has the war outside stopped?" The elder sneered and interrupted Kuqiu without hesitation. "No matter how sincere this guy is, isn't he just dragging us into the whirlpool of war? Our ancestors have eaten Isn’t the war suffering enough?”

"But, wouldn't it be the same hardship to stay in the Yousi Oasis?" Kuqiu said helplessly, "In Kenese, I can eat different foods, and I don't have to eat mushrooms every day; I have someone who loves me. My wife and three lovely children don’t need to worry about them dying because they don’t have enough to eat; in Kenese, I saw a wider world, and all of this is impossible in the Yousi Oasis..."

"After leaving the oasis, can everyone be like you?" The elder obviously would not be easily convinced. "What, the Shurima Empire was rebuilt? The emperor is back?"

"But leaving this oasis, we can use our own hands to create a better life, instead of living in a small underground space and relying on growing mushrooms and insects to provide food and clothing that will remain unchanged for thousands of years..."

"Collecting dead leaves and growing mushrooms, and spinning silk in the silkworm room, don't you rely on your own hands?" The elder interrupted Cuqiu again, "Stop trying to seduce me with sweet words. I am already seventy-three years old this year. , I have eaten more salt than you have ever seen sand. I dare say that the person behind you asked you to bring him here not for us to live the kind of life you said! "

Facing this elder, Cuqiu showed a helpless expression.

"He just wants the young men in the oasis to join the army, go to war, and satisfy their ambitions!"

"But even if I go to war, it's not for personal ambition!" Seeing this old guy's aggressiveness, Kraft finally couldn't help it, "If we want to rebuild Shurima's glory, can it be achieved without fighting? "

Kalya’s Little Classroom·Mushrooms in Oil Silk Oasis:

The rotten oilseed stems and leaves will be collected by the desert survivors living in the oilseed oasis, and then sent to the fermentation chamber of the underground culvert for fermentation, and then used as a culture medium to raise mushrooms - this is their main source of food rations.

PS. I didn't grab the sofa, there is another chapter tonight.

Readers are still smart, and they are good at grabbing sofas.