The Sea of Fire

Vol. 1 Glean and Collect Scraps (於節,組組。 )

Chapter 3: The Observer

The wind blew again, but it had lost its previous strength, and only gently stroked the white sand, slightly lifting them up and scattering them in the air. The clouds still obscured the light of the red moon until it completely disappeared into the horizon, and no one could notice the disappearance of the red moon through the efforts of the clouds, but when the blue moon rose, the clouds gradually relaxed, and the ultramarine color overflowed, and they couldn't wait to touch everything, and people could only realize the coming of the blue moon at this time.

The red night has passed, and the blue moon is here. The blue moon has arrived, and the blue day will slowly come.

Ultramarine caressed a small sand dune and touched an observer, who let it caress the ultramarine, and remained silently at the top of the dune, looking at the nearby ancient people wearing bronze purple and broken armor. It has blue eyes and Berlin blue eyes. They have a small, moon-white nose, dome-gray mouth hair, and a red tongue that is mostly hidden in their mouths. Double-tailed, covered in moon-white fluff, slightly long tail fluff, four-legged, four-legged without fluff, each foot has four claws. There are pads of flesh under the claws, and the pads are dome gray. Observers are mostly gregarious, but this one is an exception.

That ancient people... In its observation, there was a feeling that it was different from the other ancient races around it. It couldn't help but sniff, and there was a faint smell on her body, fragrant but not unfamiliar. It shook its head and sniffed again, the faint scent was not only not unfamiliar, it even felt somewhat familiar and intimate, it had not smelled it since its mother had died in front of her. Then he looked at the two ancient people beside her who were wearing fire goose purple scrapped armor, they seemed to be different from her, they exuded a sour smell all over their bodies, they didn't seem to be different from it, they couldn't smell the fragrance on her body.

A strong wind blew, as if it suddenly had strength, wrapped in a little white sand, and shuttled wantonly between the dunes.

Its four legs caressed the sand, and it approached her cautiously, and after only four or five steps, the ancient people who came and went in the distance stopped it. It lay on the sand, looking at the ancient people in the distance, they were wearing sandfish gray wraps, and several of them were carrying ink-colored cloth backpacks, bloated and huge, but it smelled sweet from the cloth backpacks, it was water! It almost couldn't hold back the joy in its heart, and wanted to shake its moon-white tails, but it still forced itself to hold back. It gets as close to the sand as possible, caressing the white sand and not letting itself leave footprints. Its moon-white fur is the best protection in this white desert, as long as it is not touched and kept at a suitable distance, few creatures will be able to detect it. In order to be able to maintain a proper distance, observers learn to observe from birth, observing their parents, their kind, and everything else in the world. It hates the Ancients the most, they are too good at disguise. They took their mother away forever, and their father disappeared forever because of them. It lowered its head, its eyes filled with intense sadness, and it was left with only itself...

With its head drooping, it walked past the inner step of Sente, neither Ander nor Both aware of its presence, still immersed in their respective memories. Nebu Sente had come back to his senses, reopened his eyes, and looked around at the situation. She vaguely smelled a faint smell, with a little sadness and fragrance, and a little bit of déjà vu. She carefully observed the sand beside her, although the observer had already caressed the white sand and left no footprints, but the moment when her four feet stepped on the slow-flowing white sand, there was still a slight change in the direction of the white sand, and its figure that was originally hidden in the white sand scattered in the air could be faintly visible after the wind slowed down. She devoted herself and her body to observation, and thus discovered the whereabouts of the observer. It seemed to be heading in the sand where the bandits had placed their cloth backpacks and water bottles, and it wanted to drink... She took out her small water bottle from Gu Tongzi's broken armor, pulled out the cork, and carefully inserted the small water bottle into the white sand, almost half of the bottle was inserted into the white sand, leaving only the small half of the bottle and the mouth of the bottle exposed on the white sand, after doing this, she stood up, pulled Ander and Both out of their contemplation and memories, and led the two of them to join the bandits who were about to collect the spoils, and went to bury the bodies of their two dead companions, and then planned to leave here and return to their respective homes in Ji Village to rest。

It stopped in its tracks and looked at the small water bottle that had been inserted into the white sand before the inner step. It didn't come directly to the small water bottle, even though it had already smelled the water, but it still waited patiently for the three of them and the desert bandits to leave. When they all left its field of vision, the glimmer of light in their eyes instantly ignited and became extremely dazzling. It jumped and jumped in front of the small water bottle, lay down, lowered its head, and quickly stretched out its little red tongue into the small water bottle, touched the water surface and retracted the tongue into the mouth instantly, the water was dipped upward, forming a small water column, and the small water column immediately bit off its top part after it appeared, so that the observer could drink the water in the small water bottle, and in a few breaths, the water surface had fallen to the bottom, and the full bottle of fresh water disappeared. The comfort at this time made its nerves, which had never relaxed its vigilance all the time, get a short rest. It pouted its buttocks, stretched its two front legs forward as hard as it could, and then shook its tail briskly, enjoying the rare wetness in its mouth. That ancient people... It always had her figure in its mind, as well as her previous actions, and its eyes on the small water bottle, which had become empty. It remembered that in the past, there was also such an ancient race, gave it water to drink, and saved its life. The taste of the two is so similar, but it has only seen the appearance of its savior, but it has not seen the appearance of the ancient human race just now. It decided to go after her and find out if the ancient people were its savior.

The ultramarines through the clouds had begun to get tired, and the clouds seemed to be aware of it, and slowly gathered, putting Biyue in their arms to cover it, and the wind blew the clouds slightly, making Biyue sway in his arms and fall asleep quietly. The ink repainted the sky, and at this point the clouds at the far end began to roll, began to gather with each other, began to approach each other, smeared the blue-gray on every corner of the clouds, and then, the dark blue raindrops began to fall from it, and the white sand was forced to soar and jump in mid-air.

The tranquility has completely disappeared.