Chapter 148: Determining the Destination

It wasn't long before Ronnie returned.

"There's a top of the mountain on the other side of the mountain, and that's where we're looking." Ronnie said, turning around and pointing in one direction.

"Let's go."

"Hmm."

……

The so-called summit is actually a historical site. It is a circular platform of ruins, and statues of historical figures form a circle. In the center is an empty clearing.

"The King of Atlanta said before that the bottle would indicate the route ahead. Only in the hands of a true king can we truly see clearly. Ronnie muttered.

"The bottle will indicate the route ahead......"

"In the bottle...... Bottle? Mera seemed to grasp something, and took the bottle out of her duffel bag and put it in front of her eyes.

"Sure enough!"

Ronnie also reacted when he saw Mera's movements.

Walked up to Mera's side, took the bottle that Mera handed over, and placed it in front of his eyes.

"Haha, this Atlantan king is really ......" Ronnie said with a double laugh and looking at the bottle.

Through the mouth of the bottle, the bottom of the bottle is carved with a utensil. These rifts are intertwined one by one, forming a picture.

In the center of the base is a trident-shaped notch. Obviously, that's the moral of that sentence.

"The bottle will indicate the route ahead. Only in the hands of a true king can we truly see clearly. True kings ......"

Ronny removed the bottle and handed it to Mera to look around at the statue.

In this empty place, apart from the ruins and stones, only these statues are the most eye-catching.

"Only in the hands of a true king can we really see clearly. True kings...... Could it be that you are referring to these statues? Ronnie thought as he glanced at the celebrity on the statue.

Then he found that these statues looked like ...... I don't know.

But it doesn't matter, this is the online information age of the information explosion.

Ronny walked up to a few white people who had come to visit, asked for a mobile phone, and began to take pictures of the sculptures one by one.

"Hmm...... It's not him, it's a general. Ronnie moved out of the way of one statue and moved on to the next.

"This is a counselor, not a king."

"It's a general, it's not."

"It's a ......"

Mera watched with amazement as Ronnie flew up. It turns out that you can still play like this?

"Romu. Luce ...... The first king of ancient Rome, just him! Ronnie looked at the introduction on his phone, and suddenly looked up at the statue with his right hand raised, holding something in his hands, facing the Mediterranean.

"Give your phone back, thank you." Ronnie handed the phone back to the white boy next to him and thanked him.

"Is that it?" Mera walked over and asked.

"It should be him, give me the bottle."

Mera handed the bottle to Ronnie.

Ronnie walked to this Romu. In front of the statue of Luce, the bottle was straightened and placed in his raised right hand.

Walking behind the statue, Ronny leaned his head over.

"Hahaha, that's true! Got it! ”

"Let me see! Let me see! Hearing this, Mera became excited, and quickly walked to Ronny's side and said.

Ronny stepped out of the way, and Mera hurried up.

"Really! It's true! The clue is true! That's great! Excited, Mera turned around abruptly and said. I was so excited that the soles of my feet slipped.

A strong arm wrapped around Mera's slender waist and prevented Mera's fall.

"Don't get too excited." Ronnie smiled and straightened Mera and let go of his hand.

"This means that our efforts have not been in vain!" Mera blushed and looked at Ronnie's pupils and said.

Ronnie smiled slightly and looked at Mera.

The temperature of his eyes gradually rose, and an ambiguous aura spread. The distance between the two is getting closer and closer......

Click.

The sound of the camera ringing suddenly sounded. Although it was very weak, both of them were very human, and they reacted immediately and hurriedly distanced themselves.

Whether it was Ronnie or Mera, their faces were stained with a red cloud.

At the end of the day, Ronnie is also a chick.

Look at the source of the sound.

A man was holding a DSLR camera and looked at the two with an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, the picture just now is so beautiful, I'm an occupational criminal, I can't hold back, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" The man hurriedly apologized.

Europeans and Americans attach great importance to personal privacy, and it is easy for non-public figures to anger the parties by taking photos without the permission of the parties.

"It's fine." Ronnie shook his head.

"Can you show me the picture?" Mera stepped forward and said.

"Absolutely!" Seeing that the two had no intention of pursuing it, the man immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with a camera.

I saw that in the photo, Ronnie didn't know when to re-wrap her arms around Mera's waist, Mera put her hands behind her back, her hands crossed nervously. The two looked at each other affectionately, you looked at me, I looked at you, as if there was only each other in my eyes. The sun shines on the two of them, forming a beautiful picture like a poetic painting.

It's no wonder that the photographer's occupational illness is committed. When a photographer sees something beautiful, he or she always unconsciously wants to take out his camera and record it.

Ronnie and Mera looked at each other in unison. Eyes staggered, looking away instantly.

"Sir, your figure and appearance are very handsome, and your girlfriend is also the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life, coupled with this just the right amount of sunshine, this is why such a photo was taken." The photographer said to Ronnie with a smile.

"Can you wash it out?" Ronnie asked. It was a beautiful picture and he wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

Mera didn't understand what washing meant, but she didn't interrupt Ronny.

"Absolutely! My camera studio is not far away, how about you go with me? It won't take long. The photographer hurriedly said.

Ronnie looked at Mera. Seeing that Mera nodded, she agreed.

When I arrived at the photo studio, it didn't take long to get the washed out photos. Ronnie and Mera each have a copy, and Ronnie wants to give the photographer money, but the photographer refuses, and just wants to keep the photo in his studio for exhibition.

Naturally, the two of them would not refuse this simple request, and Ronnie and Mera readily agreed.

After getting the photo, they said goodbye to the photographer and the two went to the shore of Hoh Xil.

"The direction the bottle is directed......" Ronnie said, standing on the shore, frowning.

Mera nodded, her face a little heavy.

The direction of the bottle is the Kingdom of the Trench.

: I want to complain when I watch a movie. Obviously, you can travel underwater, but Mao has to take a small broken boat to the Trench Kingdom? Could it be because Arthur was injured???