Will Jones frowned and walked outside the tent and asked, "Did any of you see Lucas?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, and some people then joked: "Maybe they really found a beautiful woman and are reluctant to come back!" ”

Robert came over with Ablizi and said, "Ablizi said that he was the first to get up in the morning to feed the camels, and he never saw Lucas and the others come out of the tent. ”

Will Jones's eyebrows grew suspicious. At this moment, suddenly Williams ran over and handed Will Jones something out of breath. It was a pocket watch, and it looked like it was made in England. Robert whispered to Will Jones, "This pocket watch belongs to Nathan, left to him by his dead father." Robert's implication was that the watch was a relic of Nathan's father, and he would not throw it away so that anyone could pick it up.

"Where did you find this pocket watch?" Will Jones asked Williams.

Williams froze, pointed not far away, and said, "It's about three or four hundred meters away from here." ”

Will Jones looked in the direction Williams was pointing and was shocked: this was the same direction he had seen Lucas and Nathan go out last night. Could it be that they haven't come back since they went out last night?

Williams went on to say, "I also found something very strange there! ”

"What's that?" Robert hurriedly asked.

"Footprints!" Williams said, "Lucas, Nathan their footprints! He added.

"Footprints?" Will Jones and Robert screamed this time. It stands to reason that there is nothing surprising about the discovery of footprints, but it is very strange to find footprints here. Because the ground here is full of hard salt crusts, even if a very heavy person walks up, those salt crusts will not break, and even if some of them will break, they will only become smaller pieces or powder, and they will not leave footprints.

Will Jones and Robert followed Williams to the place where he found the pocket watch. Williams wasn't lying, and here they actually saw the footprints of Williams' mouth, shoe prints to be exact—the exact same shoe prints they were wearing. These shoes are uniformly distributed by them, so the style is the same.

Robert crouched down and studied the shoe prints, revealing a puzzled expression: "These footprints look like they were left in the mud and then dried up...... But ......"

Will Jones nodded, he knew what Robert was trying to say. This is already a wasteland, although there is still a place with water in Lop Nur, but it is very far from here, and they have walked back and forth several times around here, and they have never seen any water, let alone so much water, which can make so much land muddy......

Will Jones looked at the footprints stretching out into the distance and fell into deep thought.

"What now?" After a while, Robert asked him.

Will Jones seemed to be determined to say, "Go, follow their footprints, find it!" I'd like to see, where did they go? How did they leave such footprints? ”

Will Jones led the team to follow the footprints left by Lucas and the others, and chased down. They walked for more than three hours, and the footprints that had been continuous disappeared without warning. Only salt crusts and yellow sand were left all over the ground.

"This is already the intersection of Lop Nur and the Taklamakan Desert, and further on, it is a real desert...... "Ablizi reminded Will Jones.

Will Jones shook his head repeatedly: "No, it can't be! How could they have walked so far and had footprints all the time? How is it possible that there is so much water here? Even if they did get here, why did the footprints suddenly disappear? The footprints are gone, what about the man? Where did the people go? ”

"What do we do next?" Robert consulted Will Jones.

"Set up camp!" Will Jones said with a gloomy face.

"Camp?" Robert thought he had misheard and hurriedly repeated it.

"That's right, camp!" Will Jones said, "I'm going to camp here, and I'm going to look around, and I'm going to get Lucas and them back, and even if they're dead, I'm going to see their bodies!" Robert agreed, knowing that Will Jones would not leave Lucas alone, because Lucas was a cousin with whom Will Jones grew up.

Then Will Jones and the others set up camp in the place where the footprints disappeared, and then divided into four groups to search in four directions, agreeing to return to the camp before dark.

It soon got dark, and all four groups returned to camp in a good way, but none of them brought back good news for Will Jones, but thankfully there was no bad news either, for they found nothing.

"What the hell!" Will Jones slammed the hat on his head to the ground. Everyone's mood was not very good that night, so everyone had to go to bed early, because Will Jones said that tomorrow they would go further afield.

That night, as Will Jones was sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard the sound of water, like the sound of waves rushing to shore on the beach. He was very curious, so he went out of the tent with a lamp to look, and found that the feet outside the tent had turned into soft, smooth grains of sand, and about twenty meters away from him, there was a large area of water. Will Jones thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but what he saw was still the scene in front of him.

At this time, the rest of the expedition also came out, and it seemed that they also heard the sound of water. However, none of these people came out to take a closer look at the surroundings like Will Jones, but walked directly into the water.

"Hey, what are you doing? Robert? William? Will Jones shouted, "There's water ahead, come back!" But no one listened to him, but went into the water on his own.

After Robert and the others walked into the water, they did not stop, but waded forward. Will Jones, fearing that something was going to happen, rushed forward, only to find that each of them had their eyes closed, as if they were sleepwalking.

"Robert? Robert! William? William! Will Jones went up and kept shaking Robert and the others, hoping to shake them awake, but to no avail, they still walked forward without the slightest intention of stopping.