No. 297 Foreign Objects (4 points to see again)

But the imaginary riot didn't happen, and the lizardman walked slowly through the table with heavy and steady steps to the counter, and finally showed his highly intelligent side.

"This is a restaurant?"

The lizardman opened his bloody mouth and spat out words of unknown meaning, but Rowan could understand his words.

Just like in the foggy world, he can understand the different languages.

Then, he gently rubbed the petals of the twilight flower a few times, and realized a little in his heart.

The lizardman had come suddenly, and there had been no commotion in the street outside, indicating that it had appeared directly at the door of the tavern, rather than coming from the street.

Therefore, it is easy to think that the appearance of this lizardman must be related to the flower of dusk.

As the owner of the tavern, Rowan was not in the habit of kicking guests out, so he said to the lizardman: "This is the Flame Girl Tavern, how many are there, do you need a menu?" ”

"It's really a restaurant!"

The lizardman raised his head sharply and whispered, "I'm the only one, I need a menu." ”

"Okay, over there, please."

Rowan stood up helplessly, ready to entertain this special guest with his own hands.

This is not because he has become industrious, but because he is the only one here who can understand the guest......

If he didn't want to move, he had to go and get Chopper's translation microphone.

Rowan quickly walked out from behind the counter, then took a menu from Mel's hand and led the lizardman to the table in the corner of the tavern.

The chair next to the dining table was too small, and the lizardman, who was more than three meters tall, sat awkwardly, and seemed to use his feet to support most of the weight in order not to break the chair.

It seems that although he is rough on the outside, he has a delicate element on the inside.

And I obviously cherish this opportunity to eat!

"What do you want to eat? Meat buns? Dumplings? Donburi? Or stir-fry? ”

Rowan asked, pointing to the various dishes on the menu.

The lizardman looked at it carefully for a long time before he said, "Meat, I want this meat!" ”

Rowan nodded and said, "Okay, barbecue package, large portion." ”

After hearing this, Mel over there immediately walked to the kitchen and asked Chef Zheng Hong to hurry up and cook.

At this time, the people in the tavern were convinced that the lizardman was not a monster.

Although only the tavernkeeper could understand the words of the lizardman, since he was not a monster, there was no need to be so vigilant.

Although this lizardman is very tall, it is not without such a tall subspecies in Fernandi, but there are very few subhumans like this who can't find any traces of humanoids on their bodies at all.

As the tension faded away, there were voices in the tavern again, and some people began to whisper about where the lizardman came from and how he got into the tavern.

Rowan was also very interested in this, so he sat down directly opposite the lizardman, and then asked softly, "This guest, where are you from?" Looking at you, it seems surprising that there is a restaurant here? ”

The lizardman said in a deep voice, "Mesgaard, I'm from Mesgaard. I didn't expect there to be such a restaurant in the middle of the desert! I'm thirsty, can you bring me a glass of water first? Don't drink alcohol, ask for water. ”

"Masgaard? Desert? ”

Luo Wen's heart moved, so he first asked Qin Ying to take a large glass of water from the automatic drinking fountain.

The lizardman took a small sip of his cup.

There was no other expression on his scaly face, but Rowan could feel that he was grateful for life, for the world for giving him life again.

……

Blenkelda, the lizardman, is from the exotic country of Messgaard, and is a fierce man who wants to cross the desert.

However, he failed.

If he hadn't seen the mirage of a tavern in the desert and subconsciously walked in, he would have died of dehydration and dried up as a lizard soon after.

After learning this, Rowan asked with great interest: "What kind of country is your Meisgaard?" ”

The lizardman took a breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up at the sky, as if enjoying the dynamic of life brought by the glass of water, so he looked down for a long time before asking, "Can you bring me another glass of water?" Sure enough, after going through the ordeal, even the water I drank was as sweet as it was. ”

"Nope." Rowan shook his head, "This water is a little sweet. ”

Lizardman: "......"

But Rowan still asked Qin Ying to refill another glass of water.

The lizardman soon became addicted to the feeling of having water to drink, giving the impression that he was not here to eat, but simply to find water to drink......

Two large cups of white water fell into his stomach, and the lizardman whispered: "Misgaard, is an ancient country surrounded by the vast desert, we have a long history of thousands of years, and we are the only country in the Great Desert of Death. ”

At this time, the lizardman seemed to gradually realize that this tavern was unusual, and he asked with a little vigilance, "Why did you build this tavern in the desert?" I didn't see anyone coming in or out of the tavern, so where did your guests come from? ”

After all, could there be a tavern in the Desert of Death?

He was completely immersed in the joy of escaping death before, and he didn't think about it at all, but now when he recalled it carefully, he felt that it was all puzzled, what was this tavern?

Could it be that all this was a hallucination before he died?

Seeing that he was gradually becoming confused, Rowan smiled and said: "This is Fernandi, my tavern was not built on the desert, but by accident opened a door in the desert you said, and you walked in from it." ”

The lizardman was surprised: "Fernandi? Not Mesgaard? Am I out of the desert of death? Did I succeed? ”

"Nope." Rowan shook his head again, "You shouldn't have succeeded yet. ”

He turned his head to look at the door of the tavern, where there were still queues, and there were still guests coming and going, but if he looked closely, he would see that there was a hazy glimmer of light, which was the light of dusk, and it was the door of space.

He had a feeling that if the lizardmen walked out of that door, they would return to what he called the Great Desert of Death.

So he continued: "Do you need to bring some water and food back?" ”

The lizardman didn't have enough brains, and he didn't quite understand what Rowan meant, but if he could go back with water and food, he should be able to survive in the desert longer, so he nodded hurriedly.

But at this time, Rowan suddenly asked a key point: "By the way, do you have any money on you?" ”

The lizardman froze, if it weren't for the scales covering his face, it would have been red by now, right?

He said, "If you want money, I didn't bring it out." There is no need for money in the Great Desert of Death, and those of us who challenge it only want to bring as much water and food as possible. But half a month ago, my team encountered a terrible sandstorm, not only did the horses that I used to travel escape, but even my companions were swept away by the sandstorm, and the water and food left on my body only allowed me to last a few more days. If I hadn't discovered this tavern out of nowhere......"

In other words, this is a guest who wants to eat a bully meal.

Rowan thought for a moment and said, "Then tell me your story, right?" ”

……

The barbecue set was quickly served, and the lizardman didn't need chopsticks, so he grabbed a fork and spoon and scraped it desperately.

The grilled meat made with "delicious fragrant pig" is inherently delicious and incomparable to ordinary meat, not to mention that the lizardman has not eaten in many days.

As the gravy ran between his teeth, he felt that he had never eaten such a delicious meal in his life.

After eating more than half of it in one go, he began to tell his own story.

Blenkelda, is his name, he was born in the desert country of Mesgaard.

Masgaard is a country surrounded by desert, it is like a pearl in the desert, illuminating the whole desert.

But in recent years, more and more people have come to refer to Meisgaard as the "big cage of the desert".

Because of the siege in the Great Desert of Death, no businessman can cross the endless desert, no foreign resources can pour into Mesgaard, where resources are decreasing every year, the family planning policy is desperately implemented, and the population is decreasing again and again, but it is still impossible to avoid the gradual collapse of people's livelihood.

Finally, a hundred years ago, the upper kings of Meisgaard formed the first official desert expedition.

Until then, it was not that no one had rushed into the desert, but everyone who went deep into the desert did not return, and the vast desert was like an abyss that not only swallowed life, so it was called the "Great Desert of Death".

In the face of the horrors of the Great Desert of Death, the number of people who have the courage to enter the desert is gradually decreasing.

But after the king formed the desert expedition, the Maisgaard offered privileges and rewards to the warriors who joined the expedition.

Each member of the expedition will have nobility in Mysgaard, and if they can make it through the desert and come back alive, they will be officially knighted.

And if the expedition members are in the desert, their tombstones will be engraved with the name of the sacrifice for the country, and his family will receive compensation from the kingdom, which is the tilt of food and water resources, which can free the whole family from the dire situation.

Therefore, for the sake of glory and status, for the sake of money and family, more and more people are joining desert expeditions.

But the Great Desert of Death is still the Great Desert of Death, and after a hundred years, no one has been able to successfully cross the Great Desert that is so vast that it seems that there is no edge at all.

In recent years, conspiracy theorists have described desert expeditions as superficial depopulation-reducing organizations, and those who have entered the expedition one after another are victims who have been pushed into the abyss of death.

"So, the faces of those politicians are really ugly! But who is a citizen of Meisgaard who does not know the dangers of resource depletion? Desert expeditions are the only hope for the nation. If you don't change, you will die! ”

The lizardman gulped hard and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Which of us, the citizens who volunteered to join the expedition, did not know that the mortality rate of the expedition was 100 percent? If it weren't for the country, for the sake of my family, how could I be, how could I be! ”

As he spoke, he suddenly began to cry in a low voice.

Obviously drinking water, it makes people feel that he is already drunk.

The pressure and despair that had accumulated for a long time exploded in an instant at this moment, and the bean-sized tears rolled down and drenched the table.

The guests around him no longer had the vigilance they had at the beginning, and they were all infected by his emotions at the moment, looking at him with warm eyes.

But at this moment, Rowan suddenly noticed that his body became transparent for a moment, and his gaze actually passed through his body and saw the opposite wall.

"He's leaving!"

This thought suddenly rose in Rowan's mind, so he quickly stood up and called the clerks to prepare water and dry food for him.

"How can we see hope if we don't move on? Maybe the light is only a wall away? Anyway, come on. ”

Five minutes later, the well-fed lizardman gratefully walked through the tavern door with plenty of water and dry food, and then disappeared from everyone's eyes completely.

He didn't pay, but he left a story.

……

"Boss, where the hell did the lizardmen come from?"

It didn't take long for a guest to come over and ask.

Rowan took a sip of watermelon juice and said, "Mesgaard, a country surrounded by desert. ”

"Masgaard?" The guest looked back at the other guests in the tavern and asked, "Have you heard of Mesgaard?" ”

The guests all shook their heads: "No." There is a big desert, but it has long been conquered, and it is full of oases. ”

Rowan said softly: "Maisgaard, it's a country from another world. That lizardman should be a visitor from another world. ”

"Visitors from another world?"

This term makes people unaware of the calendar, and only some guests who have read the serialization in the magazine suddenly woke up and said: "You are talking about the same time-traveler as the protagonist in "The Saint Under the Bottom"? ”

Rowan nodded slightly, and said, "At dusk, the door of the tavern was connected to the other world, and the traveler who was lost in the desert found the door and walked in as if he had found a lifesaver. And when the hour came, he left again. ”

One of the guests seemed to understand the meaning, and he suddenly said loudly, "So boss, you seem to understand the lizardman's words, can you tell us his story?" ”

"Yes."

Rowan nodded slightly, refilled a glass of watermelon juice, and began to tell them the story of the lizardman.

The six-petaled yellow flower swayed gently on the counter, a faint glow swirling on the petals, and the people who were focused on the slot machine were also attracted to it, and the tavern's voice echoed in the tavern.

……

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