Hurricane Canyon.

Located on the spur of the Limestone Mountains, it is one of the few areas that has not been affected by Jedi craters and spatial rifts.

Due to the perennial impact of hurricanes, the area around Hurricane Canyon is less vegetative and rocky, and as far as the eye can see, there are bare patches and countless gray rocks everywhere. The Limestone Mountains are called Limestone Mountains because of the barren and inhospitable landscape, and Hurricane Canyon is a typical example of this landscape.

Such an area is naturally not suitable for life, stretching for thousands of miles, and it is all no-man's land.

Neither the human race nor the mob race are willing to live here, but there is one race that has survived here tenaciously.

This is the Rock Clan.

As a subordinate race of the Terrans, although the Rock Clan is not strong, they have a strong ability to endure, relatively high adaptability to the environment, coupled with their natural affinity for the source energy of the earth system, so that they have a chance to survive in the Hurricane Canyon.

Of course, the environment in Hurricane Canyon is too harsh for even the Rock Clan to gather on a large scale. It cannot become an eternal territory for the Rock Clan to multiply, but can only be a refuge and a safe haven for the Rock Clan when they are in distress and helpless.

Because of this, most of the Rock Clans living here have escaped from the Terran area, and there are not many of them, only more than a thousand of them—it is really that the resources here cannot supply more existence.

Even so, this is still one of the areas with the largest number of rock groups in the Source Barren Continent.

They live here, escaping enslavement from the Terrans, and living like a paradise - even if it looks a little worse.

However, this is the truth.

It is also the only place that is suitable for the weak to survive without worrying about being taken away from their land.

Walking on this dry land, there is a dry and desolate land in front of him, and there is a heaviness in Gangyan's heart for no reason.

Is this the kind of place where your own people live?

How long has it been since you saw your people?

Gangyan doesn't know.

From the day of his existence, he has been wandering, from the hands of one master to another, and has been sold here and there, until Su Shen.

During this time, he also encountered other rock clans, but most of the time, they only glanced at them from afar.

This is the Rock Clan, without its own territory, without its own glory, only to follow, endlessly follow.

But today, Gangyan came to this land with the meaning of Su Shen.

Exactly, that's what he's really doing.

The friends I found were mainly to provide resource support, and occasionally I would come up with some ideas to make external responses, and the Hurricane Canyon was the key to the plan. And this depends on Gangyan himself, because this task can only be completed by Gangyan himself.

The hurricane was howling and blowing violently, and the steel rock was moving forward step by step against the wind.

Even with his strength, he had to resist his body hard to keep himself from being blown away by the wind.

The wind cut his face like a knife, stabbing and hurting, and he couldn't open his eyes.

After walking under such a hurricane for almost a day, Gangyan finally saw the narrow valley mouth.

It was like a gourd with a large mouth lying across the ground, grinning as if it were smiling in one direction.

A young Iwaku was lying on the ground at the mouth of the valley, looking for something.

The reason why he was judged to be a teenager was because he was only the height of an average human race, and his hands and feet were thin, but the wrinkles on his face looked much older.

Gangyan knew that it was indeed a young man, and the lines on his face were only because of the endless wind here, which made him look old.

The young rock found a writhing white worm from a crack in the ground, put it in his mouth without hesitation, chewed it a few times, and ate it, with a satisfied expression on his face. This white insect is called a rock worm, which grows in rocks, soil and other environments, and has rough flesh and poor taste, and contains a lot of sand in the key. But this is one of the foods that the Iwa Clan eat in Hurricane Canyon, and only their iron-clad stomach and strong earth-based affinity can withstand it.

After eating the bugs, the young rock clan looked up and saw the steel rock.

There was a twinkle of surprise in his eyes.

At first he was a little scared and took a few steps back, but he was soon attracted by the rugged appearance of the steel rock.

After taking a deep look at the steel rocks, the young rock clan turned and ran towards the valley.

Gangyan didn't speak, just waited silently at Taniguchi.

Soon, there was movement in the valley.

Gangyan saw that a large number of rock tribes came out of the valley, and some of them still held knives and axes in their hands, all of which were made of stone.

The leader of the rock clan is an exceptionally tall fierce man, he is a head taller than the steel rock, the muscles of his whole body seem to be carved, and his face is carved with hard lines.

He carried the only source weapon in the valley on his back, a wolf's tooth hammer.

It should be of the seventh grade, and the steel rock is analyzed from the light above.

"Is another compatriot coming to Hurricane Hollow? Welcome, son, I'm Hadler, the leader here. The tall rock clan said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, great compatriot, my name is Steelrock. This is the first time I've seen so many fellow IwClans. Gangyan replied.

"You're not passing through here, are you? Hurricane Dale isn't just a place to walk around. Hadler said.

"Of course not, I came here on purpose. Gangyan replied.

"Then tell me what you came for. Hadler said bluntly. The Iws don't like to talk around the corner, and speaking outright helps them decide how to treat their guests.

"I have come on behalf of my master to make friends with you. Gangyan said.

"What is the motivation behind making friends?" Hadler was not surprised by Steel's statement, most of the outside rock clans had owners, so he also knew very well what it meant to make friends.

This is not a leader to be fooled with.

After hesitating for a moment, Gangyan finally said, "My master is now in the territory of the Tyrant Clan, and he needs a way back...... From the limestone mountains. ”

Hadler shook his head: "Sure enough, whatever makes friends is an excuse." The Terrans only treat us as friends when they need us, and discard us as rags when they don't need us. ”

Gangyan hurriedly shouted, "My master is different. ”

"Nothing is different. Hadler interrupted him, "All races are the same, when they need you, when they are friends, when they don't need you, they don't care about your life or death." Steel Rock, most of the rock tribes here have lived in the Terrans and have been hurt by the Terrans, so we will not be easily deceived by the Terrans again. I'm glad to meet you, Steelstone, but unfortunately we can't take your suggestion. Of course, for the sake of you're a rock clan, you can stay here if you want. Now that your master has gone to the Tyrant Territory, I don't think he'll ever return. If you have lost your master, you are destined to become a homeless wild dog in the land of the human race. If you don't want to live like that anymore, you can live in Hurricane Valley...... If you can adapt to the terrible environment here. ”

Gangyan replied, "I didn't plan to change owners. ”

"That's not up to you. Hadler said.