This Game is Too Real

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

   "Nuclear bomb?!"

   The reception room of Dawn City.

   When Chu Guang patiently listened to Kaliman's fiery remarks and learned that the Legion was planning to bomb the City of Plenty with a million-ton nuclear bomb, he was stunned for two seconds, his expression dumbfounded.

   But soon, he noticed something suspicious in this piece of information, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

   "Is the news reliable?"

  Master didn't hear the slightest rumor.

   You know it first.

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

The    Legion is an extremely special organization, they emphasize the purity of blood, and all the core officers are served by the Wieland.

   Before, it was a bit of luck that the battlefield guy could get the relevant information on the No. 530 military base.

Before catching Piman and Antonette, no one knew about the action plan code-named "Thunder", including Chu Guang's side, and it was only based on that the military base's stockpile of weapons exceeded the standard, speculating that the Legion was suspected of planning something important. Military action.

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

  Nuclear weapons…

It's 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 our experience. He has a connection with us in faith and blood. His devotion to the Spirit of the Sand Sea surpasses his ignorance 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 never false!"

   That serious expression doesn't seem to be pretending.

   Actually, Chu Guang didn't suspect that the Lion Kingdom was fooling himself, and by fabricating false information to increase the "tension" in the region, he urged his allies to send troops as soon as possible.

   What he really doubts is whether this is the bait that General Griffin deliberately released in order to lure out the traitor.

but--

The reasons given by   Kaliman are sufficient.

   Even in a classical militaristic kingdom like the Falcon Kingdom, it is impossible for the internal opinions to be completely unified.

   Even if the ministers have no controversy over the matter of "being the dog of the legion", they will argue whether it is a teddy or a husky.

  Especially for the people in the desert, the "river bank" is the grace of the spirit of the sand sea.

  If the Legion intends to use this nuclear bomb for the "City of Abundance", it is not surprising that there are devout believers who stand up against it.

  Chu Guang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said.

   "I'll keep our intelligence officers on notice, but I can't assure you that there will be a result, and hiding himself is his priority right now."

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

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

"Of course, it's not enough to rely on us alone. The area of ​​Luoxia Province is too vast. I need you to use the network of connections to obtain information about nuclear weapons to collect as much more specific information as possible. For example, where is the nuclear bomb? Which type, delivery method, and delivery distance... these are all critical information."

   Merely a "million ton equivalent" provides too few clues.

   Even if the investigation is clear, whether the nuclear bomb was dropped on a plane or a missile, can narrow down the search area a little.

   After explaining the information that needs to be collected, Chu Guang then patiently explained some details worth noting with Kalimanko.

  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 launcher that delivers the nuclear bomb, the nuclear bomb must also be equipped with corresponding engineers and technicians for maintenance.

   These can be leads for investigation.

After    ended 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 has yet to be confirmed, it does not prevent Chu Guang from using it proactively.

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

  The Alliance needs more support!

Just as Chu Guang skillfully used the intelligence provided by Kaliman to gain more support for the Alliance from the east coast, General McClen, who left the No. 9 Oasis front and headed south, was also making intensive preparations to retake the Heart of Steel. w...

  …

   Abandoned highways are buried in yellow sand, leaving only broken concrete wreckage.

  The bare bridge piers and the cement road that occasionally drilled out of the sand dunes were like corpses floating on the sea surface, floating up and down in the endless sand sea, only the rusty street sign still remembered its name.

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

   But now, both the oasis and the road have disappeared in this desert without a trace.

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

   It is as tall as a building, and it can't see the end of it.

  You can see pipes as thick as a buffalo waist near the walls of the dam, and the water outlets below the pipes are connected to water channels buried in sand.

  This magnificent project once irrigated the soil just like the "City of Abundance".

   It just has a completely different fate from the "City of Abundance". This annular "river bank" has been turned into ruins, and the oasis attached to it has also been abandoned over time.

The structure on the north side is still intact, but it was buried by sand, while the south side seemed to have been hit by some terrifying weapon. All shattered into pieces, twisted and unrecognizable.

   Not only the "river bank" was destroyed, but also the ground at the foot of the "river bank".

  The powerful weapons even changed the geological formation, turning the place from a plain to 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 fel energy came, destroying this fertile soil forever.

   Now two centuries have passed, and the outcome of that war is unknown, leaving only a ruin for future generations to look at.

   General McClane's goal is here.

   However, he did not come to express condolences to the ancients.

   but to find something.

   Something that can defeat the Heart of Steel...

  The sound of gunfire resounded in the spacious valley.

  The legionnaires in desert-colored bulletproof armor were divided into three squads, advancing forward alternately under cover, carefully cleaning up the gnaws hidden in the corners.

  The predators here are different from other places. The extremely water-deficient environment makes them short in stature, but the relative movements will also be faster and more unexpected.

   In addition to the gnawing, there are desert lizards that feed on the gnawing, radiant scorpions that are half human height and can burrow, etc.

   Especially the latter.

   seems to have built a nest here.

   On the first day they arrived here, they lost five squires, and one of them died in a tragic state.

   Looking at the alien corpse in front of him, a legionnaire scolded.

   "Slime mold... Damn, how come there are mutant slime molds in the desert? Isn't this thing a specialty of big cities?"

   Remember, it is difficult to survive in a water-deficient environment.

"Maybe there was a piece of dirty stuff that fell here two centuries ago?" The ten commander who led the team changed the magazine and glanced around him expressionlessly. Looking at the messy battlefield, he finally endured it. I couldn't stop tutting my tongue.

   Most of the wreckage has been buried.

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

   It sounds like a fantasy to hunt for treasure while facing the sneak attack of the alien species.

   Fortunately, they do not need to do the dangerous excavation work, and those squires whose lives are cheaper than slaves can do it for them, and they can do as much as they want.

   "What the **** are we looking for here?" a soldier couldn't help asking.

   The ten commander answered succinctly.

   "Damn it, maybe General McClane has his plans... Don't worry about it so much, just do what we have at hand."

   As the alien species in an area were cleared, the squires carrying shovels and rifles returned to the construction site, began to dig earth, and transported the earth out of the valley.

   is not far behind everyone, is the entrance to this majestic valley.

   A scribbled and huge camp is located there, only a hundred meters away from the wreckage of the riverbank that stretches for dozens of kilometers.

  The entire camp is about 100,000 square meters, with a length and width of several hundred meters. There is a circle of sandbag walls on the periphery, with iron wires hanging on it and camouflage nets.

There were more than 200 trucks parked in the center of the    camp, dozens of which were also carrying quadruple-mounted anti-aircraft guns.

   There is probably a 10,000-strong army stationed here.

   A group of officers stood in a certain camp.

   General McClen, who was 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 in the light blue light cone floated a long cylinder that shone with milky white light.

  Macron touched his chin and asked with interest.

   "The shield core you mentioned looks like this?"

   looks slightly different from his Heart of Steel.

   The technical officer smiled and said.

   "Yes, this is what we're looking for...isn't it pretty?"

General    McClen also laughed.

   "It's okay."

   He didn't think 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 disable the deflector shield and anti-gravity system of the Heart of Steel.

  Hopefully when he recovered the airship, those savages didn't take his baby to Huo Huoguang.

   Staring at the light cone of the hologram, the technical officer had a hint of obsession written on his expression, and continued rambled.

"The quark-gluon slurry ... is said to weigh 40 billion tons per cubic centimeter, and it can only exist stably under extreme ultra-high temperature and pressure. And one of the greatest applied physics achievements of the boom era is to find a way to make it more A convenient and stable way to exist.”

General    McClane asked curiously.

   "This thing has 40 billion tons?"

   This glowing tube looks more than a cubic centimeter.

   The technical officer smiled lightly.

"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 The body is not something that can be directly observed with the naked eye."

  Except for General McClen, all the officers standing here looked at each other.

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

   Both have a set of logic that can be justified, and can neither be proved nor falsifiable with the existing technology.

   After a pause, the technical officer continued.

"According to relevant information, the People's Alliance Aerospace Force once deployed a 'Titan' here to clear the mother nest that fell here. The power of its shield core is equivalent to that of a conventional frigate... What we have to do Just find it."

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

   These technologies born in the middle and even later stages of the Prosperous Era all depended on the breakthroughs in the research of gravitons and gravitational fields by the physics community in the early Prosperous Era.

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

   And in the great prosperous era, physicists successfully found it through precise calculations and experiments, and explained it in more detail with rigorous theories.

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

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

  The former belongs to the technical principle of deflector shields, while the latter is often used in anti-gravity devices.

   Even in the prosperous era, these two technologies are front-end applications, but it is not difficult to destroy them.

   In addition to the two means of cutting off the power supply and overloading the power supply, a more direct means can 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 gun positions. They only need to use the shield core-that is, the glowing battery to make a "phase gun" to interfere with the gravitational field of the target area, which is enough to paralyze the steel ship in a short time. The 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 heavy firepower weapons at all, and it is enough to rush up with your hands to grab the airship back.

   And that's why he asked Griffin for ten thousand people.

What?

Will    fall from the sky and break the airship?

   That kind of thing doesn't matter at all.

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

   As for the steel jacket on the outside, and the propeller that drives the airship, etc... these cheap replaceable parts are not worth the money at all.

   As long as the airship is driven back to the Legion's airport, it can be repaired in minutes.

   General McClane's mouth could not help but twitch into a smile.

   Although the loss of the Heart of Steel was a stain on his military career, after all, those barbarians were financed by corporations, and it was not wrong to lose them.

   As long as the airship can be recaptured, no one has the right to accuse himself of his incompetence.

   for a century.

  I am the only ten thousand commander who has fought back and forth with companies. Not only is this not something to be ashamed of, it can even become a talking point at a noble dance.

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

   "Report! General Griffin sent a telegram!"

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

  This guy is not an ordinary guy who likes to point fingers, and he has to send a telegram for the trivial matters.

   No, I just got here with my forefoot, and a telegram was sent right after me. Eighty percent of the time, I wanted to make myself do something.

   And it's definitely not good.

   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 McClen with both hands.

  Macron took the telegram and glanced at it, raising his brows slightly.

   Sensing the strange look in the general's eyes, the staff officer standing by the side asked slowly.

   "Does General Griffin ask for anything else?"

   "He wants us to build an airport here."

"Airport?"

The    staff officer had a surprised expression on his face, and the other officers next to him also glanced at each other, exchanging surprises in each other's eyes.

   Griffin will give them the Army planes?

   This is too... incredible.

   "That's right."

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

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

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

The    Corps had only one jet aircraft in Luoxia Province, and the air raids on the ground were mainly propeller planes handed over to the Army.

  The former has enough voyages but the number is too small, while the latter has a large number but obviously not enough voyages.

  This place is very close to Oasis No. 4.

   From his current direction, go a hundred or two hundred kilometers to the west, and see the twin-headed peak of the Zobal Mountains. After crossing the pass there, you can reach the No. 4 oasis on the south side of the mountain range.

  It is more convenient if it is an airplane, just fly over the mountains directly.

   "...This guy is planning to fight on two fronts?" McClane touched his chin, and his eyes stopped on Oasis No. 4 on the strategic map.

  Although the Camelback Kingdom is not as good as the Lion Kingdom, it is still a regional tyrant with a population of one million. He only has 10,000 followers and does not have enough heavy firepower. He really does not have the confidence to fight it down.

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

   But if the goal is not a hump...

  Maclen thought, his eyes began to move eastward, and finally stopped at the eastern side 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 the range of a jet!

   seemed to have thought of something, and a look of surprise appeared on McClen's face, and he suddenly laughed out loud.

   "Hahaha... as expected of Griffin! That sly skunk, I know what he wants to do!"

  The officers in the camp looked at each other.

   Isn't that the old fox?

   How did you become a skunk again?

   restrained his smile, and General McClane looked at his subordinates and ordered sharply.

   "Let's divide a thousand troops from the Hu Cong Army and level the land north of the camp."

   "We're building a temporary runway there!"

   The newly-promoted logistics chief immediately stepped out of the ranks of officers, stood at attention, and gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

   In his mind, his immediate superior, General McClane, had never paid so much attention to General Griffin's order.

   It must be something important!

  Macron turned around and continued to look at the hanging map, a trace of obvious viciousness appeared in his beautiful smile.

   These ugly savages.

   They will soon pay for their stupidity.

Unfortunately……

   This way of dying without the slightest pain is too cheap for them.

  …

   At the same time, on the west side of the Lost Valley, the sunset slanted westward.

   North of the Zobar Mountains, on a bare Gobi Desert, a girl riding on a bear's back, holding a telescope in her hand, stretched her neck and looked forward excitedly.

   She carries an RPG on her back, with grenades, submachine guns and a cute mushroom badge on her waist. Although the black silk and coat were torn, and the fluffy short hair was blown into a chicken coop, it couldn't hide the silly arrogance in the slightest.

   "Oh oh oh! What a big double front!"

  The white bear, who was sullen by the sun, looked up and glanced forward, complaining feebly.

   "...I always feel like A'ao has made something incredible again."

   Sisi, who was driving, also interjected.

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

Tail:"???"

  Standing at the front end of the truck, the sesame paste holding the machine gun on the roof also looked ahead, and the cat ears above his head shook excitedly.

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

   "Oh! It's a good name," Tail's eyes shone brightly, and he turned his head and gave a thumbs up, "Just call it Maotoushan!"

   I couldn't understand the communication between the three and one bear. The old man riding the two-headed bull and the old man next to the truck smiled and said in human language.

   "There's a double-headed peak there."

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

  The old man's name is Buma. He is a resident of Oasis No. 4. He makes a living by trading with the nearby mines. On the way back, he unfortunately encountered looters and almost lost his life.

  Fortunately, he met this group of kind-hearted little girls, and he managed to save his life and his own cow.

   In order to repay his life-saving grace, he offered to serve as a guide.

   Considering that he has no understanding of the situation in Oasis No. 4, having a local person to help reduce unnecessary troubles, Sisi nodded and agreed.

   As for why they are here, that's a long story.

After the battle of    Ruigu City, the White Bear Knights took a short rest and then resumed their journey, heading west into the desert.

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

   So Hussi 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, where the mysterious academy is hidden.

   At first everyone thought it was a good idea.

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

   As soon as they heard that they could see the sea, the three and one bear were immediately excited.

ocean!

   Compared to swamps and academies, the sea is more attractive!

   So under the suggestion of the tail and the coaxing of the flesh, the White Bear Knights directly made a 180-degree turn, then turned around and headed south...

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

   "Haha, its reputation is not small, if you come here often, you will definitely hear about it."

   A look of pride appeared on the face of the old man, and he slowly continued to speak.

"My hometown, the fortress of Petra is located between those two mountains! It is probably the only survivor settlement in the entire desert that does not depend on the existence of oasis. After passing the fortress of Petra, it is the fourth oasis, It's also the only way to get to Oasis Four."

   "Petra!"

   Hearing this pronunciation, the tail immediately tugged at the flesh of the flesh with excitement, "Rourou, fleshy, it's Petra! Maybe the surrounding desert can turn out gold coins and hammers!"

   Rou Rou reluctantly complained.

   "...that's another game, and it's not a world."

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

   "Well...that's what I said, but logically, if this is the only way to Oasis No. 4, there might be some treasure buried under the sand."

  Those caravans engulfed by sandstorms.

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

  If you take the time to find it, you might be able to dig something out of the sand under their feet.

  Whether it's worth it is another matter.

   "Oh! Treasure hunt!" After receiving a positive answer, Tail immediately became excited, and this time even the fleshy flesh under her body was aroused.

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

   Looking at his happy friend, Si Si couldn't help but smile.

   Compared with the war, this leisurely journey is more pleasant. In the past month, what they have seen and heard along the way can be written into a book.

   It would be nice if it could be peaceful forever.

  Although she also knew in her heart that this short-lived peace was more like the tranquility before the storm. A few days ago, the Death Corps had launched a preemptive raid on the Legion. It is estimated that when this journey is over, they should go to the front line to report.

   Sesame paste looked at the old man on the cow's back and asked curiously.

   "Is there anything I need to pay attention to when going to that Petra fortress?"

  The old man said with a smile.

"Nothing to be aware of, the locals are much more enlightened than other desert dwellers, and as long as you respect their beliefs, they will respect you too. Local laws prohibit murder, private fights and theft, so please be aware of this... But I don't think you should do that."

   "That's right," said the old man with a smile, glancing at the ears above her head, "the residents of Hump Kingdom love cats, and you will be very popular there."

   Sesame paste put on his helmet a little embarrassed.

   The group talked and laughed, and soon approached the towering fortress.

   Its outline is very similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The outer arc of the 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 and other things on the top of the fortress. These equipments are not very attractive to the regular army, but they are enough to deter ordinary sand bandits and looters.

   Square houses are distributed between the valleys of the two mountains and spread towards the ridge.

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

   Not only the caravans from the river valley province, but also the caravans from the Jinchuan province pass by, so it looks very lively here.

  People are standing beside the muddy roads to sell, and the colorful linen is supported by two wooden sticks in a triangular shed, which is a simple stall.

  Everything is sold here, like a market in Somalia.

   Next to the fruit stand is a shop that sells rifles. Women with slightly darker skin wear plaid skirts, while feeding their children, they bargain with the mercenaries who buy weapons.

   The noisy sounds are endless.

  Since entering this market, the group has unconsciously raised the volume of their speech, almost shouting in order to hear each other's voices.

   "Speaking of which, it looks like Horseshoe Town in the Red River Alliance!"

   "Oh! But it's so big! Much bigger than Horseshoe!"

   "Haha... After all, it's just a small town."

   "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, glanced around and said thoughtfully.

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

If it is not financially difficult, it is best not to buy the rifles and ammunition sold by the small vendors. Those sold on the carpet are either loot seized from looters or low-quality goods produced by small workshops with cheap materials .

  The former is neglected in maintenance, and the latter is rough in workmanship. When it is critical, it will jam or explode, 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 ammunition is not too complicated, the craftsman there can even customize it according to the caliber and primer type you need."

  The old man glanced at the residential house not far away, looked at the girl sitting in the truck, and asked for advice.

   "I want to go home first to report safety. I usually arrive home in three days. This time it took too long, my wife and children must be anxious... How about we make an appointment to meet here tomorrow?"

  Siss nodded.

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

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

   There is still a lot of ammunition on the truck, but I am in no hurry to replenish it. The first thing they have to do now is to exchange the goods on the truck for local currency.

   I heard that devil silk is very popular in the local area. A roll as thick as the forearm can be exchanged for a big horn, and the former can be bought very cheaply as long as there is enough contribution.

  The order price of Frostspear Ranch is quite generous. A 3,000-pound bighorn cattle can be exchanged for nearly 6,000 silver coins.

   Plus those quirky gadgets.

   The cargo of this truck may make more than one million profits this time and again!

   Just as Sisi was thinking about it, Tail and Rourou, who were walking in front, suddenly stopped beside a stall.

   climbed down from the fleshy body, and leaned 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.

   looked up at the stall owner sitting under the shed, and the tail asked excitedly.

   "Boss, do you sell treasure maps here?"

"Treasure Map?"

  The stall owner was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a moment, but soon, the wrinkled face blossomed with joy.

   restrained 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 you and me..."

  Tail's eyes sparkled.

   "For the sake of fate?"

   The stall owner smiled and stared at her.

   "Have you heard of Lost Valley?"

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

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

  Tail quickly shook his head and looked at the old man behind the booth with anticipation.

   "No! Is there anything there?"

   The stall owner's eyes wandered, and the tone was elongated.

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

   "Oh oh oh! God of the sky?!" Hearing this scary name, not only the tail, but also the fleshy flesh next to him showed an excited expression.

   glanced at the big white bear with human nature, and 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, killing each other, and finally the **** of the sky. Unfortunate fall. The scepter that slipped from his hand destroyed the grace of the Sand Sea Spirit, turning what was once an oasis into a cursed wasteland..."

   Seeing the eyes of the girl in front of him lit up, the stall owner knew that his chance was coming, so he lowered his voice and threw the bait.

   "...these are open rumors, but few people know what happened after that war,"

   "What happened!" Tail swallowed, with anticipation written on his face.

   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 in the endless yellow sand ... but according to legend, the armor of the **** of the sky is still there, enshrined in the temple buried in the yellow sand!"

  Tail clenched his fists excitedly.

   Hidden quests!

  Giao!

   "In other words, as long as you find that temple, you can find the armor of the **** of the sky!"

   "That's right."

   The stall owner gave her an admiring look, and as a compliment for her cleverness, she 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 take a look at it, but you can also see... The business here is so busy, I can't find time to walk away, and my hair is turning white. . If you're interested, I can sell it to you,"

  Tail excitedly said, "How much!"

   The stall owner thought for a moment.

   "Well...I think about it. After all, I also bought it from other travelers. At that time, I gave him 10,000 gold camel coins. For the sake of you and me, I will sell it to you at the original price."

   "10,000 gold camel coins!?" A frustrated expression appeared on Tail's face, "Woo...I don't have that many."

When    rescued the old man named Buma before, she recovered some gold coins with camels from the looters who had been killed easily.

  Listen to Boomer, those small gold coins are golden camel coins, the small denomination is 1, and the large denomination is 10.

   But those gold coins were only a small bag. Although she hadn't counted them carefully, she couldn't possibly have as many as 10,000.

   The stall owner thought that she had just come here and hadn't had time to change the local currency, so she said quickly.

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

The    tail shook his head into a wavy drum.

"No."

   The stall owner's expression was slightly disappointed.

From the looks of this little girl, she looks good. Although she has a dirty face, her complexion is obviously much better than those of the travelers. Not only does she keep a rare beast as a pet, she also has a truck, which looks like she escaped from Oasis No. 9. The rich lady, it turned out that she couldn't even squeeze out this oil and water.

   Really misunderstood.

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

"Forget it, for the sake of you and me, 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. God's armor, maybe it can help you revitalize your family."

   "Oh! Revitalize the family!"

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

   "S..."

   Seeing that pitiful expression, Si Si said helplessly.

   "Okay, Awei, let's go to the hotel. This guy is obviously trying to deceive you because you look good."

  Tail: "But 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 wanted expression on this guy's face, Sisi sighed, pulled the handbrake, pulled out the car key, and jumped out of the driver's seat.

   The stall owner looked at the woman in front of him with an alert expression.

   Intuition tells him that this guy is not as easy to deceive as just now.

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

   "I happen to have a bag of gold camel coins here, about... more than ninety coins. If you're interested, sell them. If you're not, we'll leave."

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

   When he heard the quotation for himself, he cut it in half, and his tail was shocked.

   "Huh?! Didn't you give the tail a discount for the sake of fate?"

"Uh……"

   The stall owner smiled awkwardly, looked away, and dared not look at those eyes.

  Siss also smiled faintly.

   "Maybe this stall owner thinks that he has a better relationship with me."

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

   "Beautiful lady, what you said! How about... 2,500? This really can't be cheap, I might as well hire a few mercenaries to find it by myself—"

"eighty."

  Siss pulled out a few coins from the purse and stuffed it into his pocket. He threw the purse at the booth, picked up a book and shook it.

   "Plus this giveaway."

   "The Oasis Under the Zobar Mountains"

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

   After all, the old man named Bulma met halfway through, and even if her party saved his life, she didn't fully believe him.

  This is wasteland.

   is not a fairy tale.

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

   Seeing that his face was uncomfortable, his tail suddenly felt unbearable, reached out and gently pulled Sisi's sleeve, and whispered.

   "S, 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.

  Siss smiled, but didn't insist.

   "Oh, then listen to A'ao."

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

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

   "Eighty! Just eighty! It's done! That scroll and that book are yours now, get it from me!"

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

   Anticipating his reaction, Si Si smiled lightly, picked up the book and shoved it into his arms.

"Thanks."

   Truck restarted.

   Looking at the truck and the girl with the bear that disappeared at the end of the street, the stall owner spit and cursed a poor ghost.

   Measured the purse in his hand, a look of sadness appeared on his wrinkled face.

   Only made 80 per transaction.

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

  I would have let go earlier if I knew it earlier...

  ——

   (Thanks to the leaders of "xX with Big Brother Xx" and "Xin Xian" for their rewards!!!)

   (end of this chapter)