"Insect eater? They actually released the devours! Mr. Min's eyes widened as he heard Dick tell him what was happening in the wasteland.

"Isn't that good news?" Dick said, "This proves that our calculations are correct, and I didn't expect old Titchell to be so shrewd, when in fact the town is not far from the mines." ”

"The black tide covered the earth, the night shone with a pale green light, and the neat pace of battle clicked every inch of the land...... "this is what old Citchell wrote in his manuscript......

"Yes, we've clearly passed the first level," Dick said lightly, "and if we find the wormhole, we'll be able to calculate the location of the mine more accurately, and I'll let the natives try their luck at Volgang......"

"Dick, you never told me that there are devourers here, too!" Mr. Min's tone was unhappy.

"Protecting the mausoleum with insect eaters, isn't this the standard configuration of the Loulan people?" Dick shrugged, deciding it wasn't a big deal.

"In Coffin Mountain, the descendants of the Loulan Wizard told me that the devourers are afraid of cinnabar, if they ......"

"My dear Mr. Min, your old misery has been redone," Dick persuaded, "where can you find so much cinnabar?" Even if you find it, it's too late! ”

"But maybe we can join forces with Tchaikov......" Mr. Min proposed.

"Join forces with Tchaikov? I have to admit that he's a tough guy, but let's not forget, he's the biggest trouble stopping us, and if he knew what we're going to do, he'll kick us back from that wasteland like he did last time! Dick pouted, and at the mention of Tchaikov, he was in a bad mood, if a curse could make people die, Tchaikov had already died many times.

Mr. Min doesn't seem to have a better way, the insect eaters are already so terrifying, and he doesn't know what will happen next.

"Dick, do you have something to hide from me?" Mr. Min asked.

"Where?"

"About the Tomb of the Loulan King and the Diamond Mine...... Everything here. ”

"Mr. Min, I have been working with you for 10 years, don't forget that it was I who made you pick up the dream of chasing Loulan again, everyone will have secrets, but I think I told you enough." Dick looked a little unhappy.

Mr. Min was silent for a while before he said: "Pursuing Loulan is not my last dream, but another person's wish, but I don't think she will let the disaster come true." ”

"Dear Mr. Min, whether it is a diamond mine or a royal tomb treasure, it is a legend that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and we have turned the legend into a truth, what a glory it is! As for the others, we don't need to think about it. Dick said again.

He turned around and marked the location of Volgan on the map, and there were many calculations on both sides of the map, and Dick's calculations were getting more and more accurate, and as long as he was sure what would happen to Volgan, then Dick was 100% sure that he would find the secret entrance.

Mr. Min was silent again, 20 years of pursuit, morality seemed insignificant in the face of his hard work, and those aborigines ...... Dick was right, they brought it all upon themselves.

Mr. Min had no choice but to comfort himself in this way.

"Yesterday Xia Ruobing asked me, how long do we have to wait?" Mr. Min spoke.

"Ah, did you finally mention me, darling?" Hearing Xia Ruobing's name, Dick became excited.

Mr. Min was a little speechless, and at the mention of women, Dick could forget everything.

"Since the worm eater really exists, then we have to be careful, I have made some good things, I don't want to make the same mistake as old Chatchle, I still have a lot of time to enjoy."

"What do you mean, do you have to wait?" Mr. Min asked.

"It won't be long. My dear, I really don't want her to accompany me on the adventure if possible. But isn't it more exciting to venture out together? Dick's mind seemed to have sketched the picture of Xia Ruobing leaning tightly into his arms when they were on an adventure together.

"Dick, Xia Ruobing is not that kind of person, besides, there is Wang Xingguo......" Mr. Min reminded, after all, this is the person he brought, and he doesn't want to have any trouble.

"Without Wang Xingguo, we can't complete this test, but where Wang Xingguo appears, there will definitely be dear, this is indeed a trouble, but ......" Dick laughed.

"Dick, you don't want to ......," Mr. Min felt uneasy.

"No, no, dear Mr. Min, where do you think you have gone, how can I be the one who will do anything to snatch love?" Dick laughed.

Mr. Min looked at Dick stunned.

"Well, dear Mr. Min, just make sure of Volgang," Dick digressed, "and soon, we will know the location of the royal tomb, soon!" ”

Mr. Min looked up at the map on the wall, the lines and formulas on the map were dense, but all the lines were broken when they converged on the Volchiga River, and I hope that Volgang was really the last puzzle, so that he could find the tomb of the king sooner and leave this place sooner.

Tchaikov and the others were busy by the Volchiga River, dealing with all the crevices and insects they could find, and everyone turned around for several days without rest, and on this day Tchaikov finally gave the order to stop working, and everyone dragged their tired bodies back to the camp they had built, and fell asleep in sleeping bags.

The last Mi-171 to deliver the materials stopped in the wasteland, waiting to take Tchaikov back to the base, and Tchaikov told Pandey and Alex the last precautions to return to the base first. The devouring has happened, Tchaikov must redeploy all his personnel and equipment, and he will not be as lax as he used to be, and for the natives, if they still don't know what to do, Tchaikov will have to think carefully about how to expel them.

"Pandey, you must not let up! Once spring begins, we'll have more trouble! Tchaikov repeated tirelessly, and Pandey patted Tchaikov on the shoulder with a big grin and comforted: "Don't worry, this year is the coldest, and those bugs will definitely not survive this winter!" ”

"Pandey, I hope so, but I always feel like something more serious is coming." Tchaikov still said worriedly.

Pandey had never seen Tchaikov so worried, even when his oil empire was losing countless money, and even when it was on the verge of bankruptcy, Tchaikov had an indifferent attitude, and then Pandey didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to let him go back to the base to rest first, and he would deal with Alexai here.

Tchaikov was dizzy after several days of hecticism, and he really needed a good rest now, he got into the helicopter, the pilot started, the air stirred up by the rotors beat the earth, and the plane swayed off the ground in the gale.

"Tchaikov, shall we go directly to base Q?" The pilot asked.

Tchaikov put himself on the not very comfortable chair of the Mi-171 and straightened his feet, accustomed to hearing the roar of flamethrowers these days, and the engine noise of helicopters sounded so intimate.

"Yes." Tchaikov said in the headset that there are still many things to be busy when he arrives at the base, so he can take advantage of the flight time to take a good rest.

"Okay!" The pilot said, let Tchaikov rest.

The plane was raised, turned around, skimmed over the Volchiga River, and flew straight towards Base Q, the co-pilot glanced at the ground, thick smoke was billowing everywhere on the ground, the fire had not been extinguished in some places, several large piles of burning insects, and the smell of gasoline, diesel, asphalt, burnt tires, and burnt bugs spread in the air, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"How did these people find this place?" The co-pilot looked at the mess on the ground and sighed.

"Who knows? There is a saying that madmen can do anything, maybe they do it by some genius calculation, or a blind cat touches a dead mouse. The driver said. He just wanted to get out of this place quickly now and go back to the warm base to have a good rest.

Tchaikov, who had just closed his eyes and wanted to squint for a while, heard their conversation in the headphones, opened his eyes and asked: "Calculation?" Oh, the calculation! How could I be led by the nose by them! ”

Tchaikov jumped up, got into the cockpit and said: "No! Let's not go back to the base, let's take a look at Volgan! ”

"What? Tchaikov, are you sure? "The pilot has been flying for several days in a row, and it is not easy to see the hope of resting, and he is still on a mission.

"You mentioned the calculations, they certainly didn't stumble here!" The tired Tchaikov did not want to explain too much and roared.

"Okay!" The pilot said, turning the nose of the plane.

In the manuscript left by the ancestors, in order to hide people's eyes, the volcanic belt was transformed into an abstract dragon, and the diamond mine is in the chest of the red dragon, after hundreds of years of interpretation, the story of the red dragon is becoming more and more vivid, but no one has ever cracked the map of the red dragon, only the guardians of the royal tomb know the location of the diamond mine, and Volgang is where the diamond mine is located!