Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1032: Hunting in the Sand Sea (6)
Chapter 1032 Hunting in the Sand Sea
"Why...why are you here?!" Bedivere glared at Solar in disbelief.
But it's not that incredible, and the werewolf question is actually superfluous.
Magic Swordsman Solal is also one of the candidates for the round table trial, and he is probably worried about money. And the solution that the magic swordsman thought of is almost the same as that of Bedivere: to be a bounty hunter and earn money from commissions in this city full of opportunities.
Of course, the coincidence that this guy and the werewolf received the same commission and was sent to the same sand boat is indeed a bit surprising.
"Looks like we're really destined (Kama), my friend!" Solar nodded, showing an unadorned smile on his slightly innocent face.
"Yes, it's really fate, it's like your kid is stalking us." Bedivere complained dissatisfiedly. But he knew best that Solar arrived at the sand boat one step earlier than them, and they were also "following" Solar if they were "following".
"Ahahahaha. You're thinking too much, my friend!" Solar waved his hand and laughed heartily: "Then, I have some things to talk about with the buddies over there, we'll see you later ?"
He paced away, distanced himself from the werewolf gang, and went to chat with the other bodyguards on the deck. I don't know if it's because of Solar's popularity or something else. Those human bodyguards should have never met the magic swordsman, but they were able to chat with Solar. This guy is such a nerd.
"Mr. Solar..." Seglade looked at the back of the magic swordsman with admiration.
The werewolf glared at Seglade, envy and anger in his heart, but he did not withdraw with the magic swordsman. Just when he was wondering, the sand boat shook slightly and began to move. As the sand boats moved faster and faster, the port became very tiny, replaced by rolling sand dunes.
"Are we okay to stay here?" The werewolf asked curiously, looking at the pier that was moving away behind him.
"Just stay here." As a security consultant, Kana was still wary of the werewolf group, and warned vigilantly: "The cabin is a restricted area, and unrelated people are not welcome in the first place, so don't go there if you have nothing to do. cause trouble."
"Also." Kana clapped her hands in exchange for a few sailors with props: "This is for you."
Bedivere took over the "prop" sent by the sailors, and couldn't help but wonder again: "This is... a fishing rod?"
"That's right, it's a fishing rod." A slight smile appeared on the corner of Kana's mouth, as if sneering at the werewolf's ignorance. She knocked on the metal ball buoy hanging on the end of the alloy fiber fishing line: "This is an electromagnetic vibrator. Throw it into the sand sea, and it can use the electromagnetic effect to generate continuous vibration, attracting desert sharks. So, Besides guarding the deck, you have another job: fishing."
Fishing! It's a beauty that sounds so laid back.
"I don't understand." The werewolf picked up the heavy-handed alloy fishing rod: "For the sake of safety, shouldn't you try to avoid contact with the enemy as much as possible? However, you told us to deliberately attract them. Enemy?"
"I knew you would ask this question, layman." Kana sneered even more, "The fact is, the subsonic waves from the electric floating engine of the sand boat will definitely attract desert sharks, and there is no way to avoid it. And these **** fish are all ears and hearts: if you hear a small noise from thousands of miles away, you will come to join in the fun, and now the sand boat will chase to the ends of the earth.
A lot of stupid caravans don't know how to take precautions and often attract a bunch of sharks during their voyage. Such sand boats can be said to be more fortunate and less fortunate—for safety, the sand port does not allow them to enter the port, and they cannot escape the roundup of thousands of sand sharks alone... In the end, they died tragically. "
The white bear exclaimed: "How, how can this be done!"
"Huhu, people are selfish, especially in Egypt." Kana sneered at herself: "So, you use this to attract desert sharks along the way, and eliminate these pesky fish in time. Think about it, is it easier to kill ten sharks each time and complete the task in a hundred times, or is it easier to deal with thousands of sharks at once?"
"I know, I know! We'll do it." Bedivere reluctantly clenched the fishing rod and threw the hook with the buoy out.
Seglade and Elaine also looked at each other, casting like a werewolf.
"This is a harpoon gun, you all have one in your hands." Kana then ordered the sailors to send out attack props, "I don't need to say more about how to use it? The one that stabs the harpoon into the shark. body, then press this to reel the cable and drag those **** fish back."
"Wow." Bedivere looked at the sharp, barbed tip of the harpoon gun, and couldn't help thinking: "It's not enough to kill the desert shark, you have to catch it on a boat?!"
"The sharks hide in the sand sea, and the scales on their bodies are so hard that they can't be killed by ordinary means." Kana fiddled with her head, and her blackness like running water blew lightly in the wind raised by the sand boat: "They have to be caught and dealt a fatal blow at the heart. That's all, please."
Bedivere was even more puzzled. This job may be bloodier than the werewolf youth imagined. In a few hours, the deck of this ship will be covered with the corpses of desert sharks, and the sharks who were pierced in their hearts and died will surely be splattered with blood, staining the entire deck... The picture must be beautiful, so beautiful Unable to look directly.
Same time(?), 8am, Great Britain.
"Hmmmm---" Husky rubbed his sleepy eyes and put a tablespoon of breakfast oatmeal into his mouth: "Where's Uncle Arthur?"
"Today is a working day, of course Arthur went to work." Greenville looked at the dog boy with a smile, "What's the matter, you have been playing for two days, and you haven't had enough, and you still want to continue to the playground. Do you play?"
"It's not a game---" The sleepy Husky just wanted to correct Greenville's statement when he remembered the promise he made with Uncle Arthur, that no one would know about the existence of the simulation game. He hurriedly changed his words and said, "Uh, yes, Wang. It's too fun to play in the field."
It's all lies. The heart sound of the canine boy betrayed him long ago. Greenville not only sneered, the child is pure.
"Ha, what about Hal?" Husky thought about what happened last night, and couldn't help but worry about his little friend.
"Hal is still sleeping. He bleeds heavily last night and is still very weak." Greenville said, "Let him sleep a little longer. You are the only student in math class in the morning."
"Hey---?!" The dog boy shouted subconsciously.
Greenville's face showed a momentary gloom: "What's the matter, is there any dissatisfaction?"
The canine boy pouted and protested: "But, but, what a boring bark! If Hal wasn't there, and only Husky was in class, it would be too boring bark."
Greenville casts her gaze to the other corner of the dining table: "Then, let the uncle of the evil star over there come to class together, so that it won't be boring, right?"
"Pfft---" Xinghuilong was almost gone. He drank half of the potato stew and spat out: "What do you think about sending a dragon to go to elementary-level math class?"
"So, you really understand elementary school mathematics?" Greenville glanced at the evil star happily: "What is the formula for the residual sum of squares?"
"Residual... Residual..." Jin Shining didn't spray soup, but almost sprayed blood: "I've never heard of it! How could I possibly understand this kind of thing! ------How about you humans? What's the matter, is this kind of thing really elementary school level?!"
"The times are progressing, and the IQ is improving. Human beings have anti-gravity spacecraft thousands of years ago. This simple mathematical knowledge is of course the level of a three-year-old child." Greenville smiled disapprovingly: "Dare you dragon Class doesn't even know this?"
The evil star looked at Husky with the same ground: "It seems that it is not easy for you little brats to live."
The dog boy responded with a wry smile.
"Woo---" At this time, the leopard boy Hal also woke up and walked out of the bedroom slowly. He leaned on a cane in one hand and leaned against the wall in the other, and said with a pale face: "Good morning meow~"
Greenville was startled, and hurried over to support the Leopard boy: "Idiot! You can't get out of bed yet! Why don't you rest for a while?"
"But Howl slept so much yesterday that he couldn't sleep at all, meow." The Leopard boy said aggrieved.
"Okay, come over for breakfast, move slowly---" Greenville helped the Leopard boy to walk slowly, turned to the evil star and Husky and said, "What are you doing standing still? Come here too. Help!"
"Why do you want me to help? Wouldn't it be better to leave this kind of thing to a servant?" The selfish Xinghuilong smiled disapprovingly.
Husky said nothing, his guilt eyes staring blankly at the bandages peeking out of Hal's pajamas.
"No problem, meow." The leopard boy whispered, "Hal can eat breakfast by himself without help, really meow."
"What are you saying to be brave." Greenville carried the little black panther to the chair: "Okay~IndoMTL.com~ Open your mouth and eat this oatmeal."
"Ah---" Hal opened his mouth obediently, perhaps for fear of continuing to talk to Aunt Greenville.
And at this moment, a servant entered the dining room and muttered a few words in the queen's ear.
"Oh, is it? It's strange, why are you looking for us instead of Arthur?" Greenville hummed thoughtfully while feeding Hal breakfast: "Anyway, let Come here. Let's hear what they have to say first."
The servant nodded knowingly and left in a hurry to communicate the queen's will.
Husky is wondering, what ignorant people would bother them at breakfast time like this?
And a familiar footstep sounded outside the dining room.
"Good morning, my dear Her Majesty Queen Greenville." Calvin, the noble and glamorous little murloc prince, saluted as soon as he entered the dining room. () "The Legend of Light" only represents the views of the author Raven D Vixas. If you find that its content is in violation of national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform . 【】,thank you all!