The inhabitants sat down cross-legged, rolled the dough out of a stone slab with smooth branches, took out a slender animal horn and lifted it up and placed it on a flat stove made of clay, turning it from side to side, waiting for a few moments until the pancake showed its golden color.

The aroma of lunch wafted from the fireside, and an old woman in a robe walked up to the group with a wooden bowl, and Vikily could imitate the body language Moran had used with them to salute the old woman, and the old woman smiled and tilted her head in return, and handed the wooden bowl to her.

It seems that the people here enjoy this type of communication, with the men reaching out their arms and patting each other's shoulders in greeting, while the women nodding sideways in greeting. Although there is no desert sunshine here, people still wear gauze robes that cover most of their skin, like lanterns lit on desert roads.

The old woman also brought a plate of pancakes stacked high, and the roasted wheat gave off an enticing sweet smell.

Draenor took the wooden bowl, which also contained broth, thyme, wild pepper, and a special smell, a fishy smell, but it made the soup taste more delicious.

"They said that you are a rare guest, and although you don't have a lot of stock, you are still willing to take some air-dried lamb for you to enjoy."

Moran came over from the fireside and handed the rice bowl with broth in his hands to Jeanne and Cooper. The taste was all too familiar to Na, and it seemed that the eating habits of the Licus people were almost the same no matter where they lived.

She picked up the broth and tasted it carefully, the air-dried lamb was less greasy, and the crispy carrots and soft potato texture dwarfed the recipe she had always been proud of.

"It's delicious! Jeanne, what do you think? Viklily could see Jeanne savoring the broth carefully, and she couldn't bear to disturb her.

"The soup is delicious, the pancakes are baked just right, and it seems that the aboriginal cuisine is authentic!" Jeanne smiled at her and said that Viklily was finally relieved, it seemed that Jeanne was indeed a gentle and kind child, and could get along with the Licos of Abel.

"Please tell them for me, thank you for bringing us such delicious food, and if there's anything we can do to help, feel free to mention it as time permits!" Vicilico said to Moran, smiling slightly, as if the dimples had the rich aroma of mutton soup.

Moran turned and spoke to the residents in the language of the Lycos, and everyone quickly waved their hands, as if politely prevaricating. At Moran's repeated insistence, someone finally had a careful conversation with her.

"Well, that's true. The drought has been severe lately, and we haven't been able to leave here to search for food in a wide range of oases. Moran looked a little embarrassed, but there was no way to live and eat in such harsh conditions.

"If you have any needs, please let us know." Draenor also felt that it was a little inappropriate to accept the generosity of others for no reason, and that he was as good a hunter as Jeanne, hoping to do what he could to repay the inhabitants of the area.

"But if you wish, there is a very small lake less than a kilometre to the south, where many animals like to go to drink at nightfall, and I hope you will catch some sheep and come back as alive as possible." Moran stopped saying polite words and entrusted everyone with the goals that needed to be accomplished.

As Draenor expected, what people need most in the wild is often not valuables, but the most basic subsistence items, water, food, and livestock, which are undoubtedly the most valuable belongings of the Bedouins.

"It's easy, just me and Jeanne will go." Draenor placed the empty bowl on the bench and replied confidently to Moran.

I saw that Moran was silent, stretched out his finger and shook it in the air, "This is impossible, it seems that a kilometer is very close, but after all, it is a desert that you are not familiar with." To be on the safe side, Miss Vicky and I will go with us. ”

Vikli thought for a moment, it seemed that the task was far more difficult than she imagined, and since the words were all said, why not give it a try?

"Cooper, please stay and take care of these residents for the time being." She said to Cooper, who was still squatting around the campfire and drinking broth.

"Ah, that's what I thought, they seem to be quite warm-hearted, I'll see if I can give them some new tools." Cooper nodded, and raised his hand to signal for them to go early and return early.

"It's decided to come down, let's hurry up." Moran took a whistle from his bosom and held it in his mouth, and a pleasant whistle echoed around the camp.

Draenor doesn't know what kind of animal this is a whistle used to summon, maybe a horse? But it is impossible for horses to carry people across the desert in such climates.

As he guessed, several brown figures emerged from under the cracks in the ruins, their stature larger than moose, their backs towering high "hills", dragon-like necks curving down in a strong, graceful curve. He had seen the creature in books before.

"Camels? But...... It's huge! As the herd approached, Vikily slowly raised her head to look at the huge animals, and it was hard to imagine that this terrifyingly large creature was actually a herbivore.

"Have you seen them?" Draenor stared at the camels' every move, as if any one of them could stomp him to the ground.

"There is also a desert in Vlaktu, in the Horn region of ancient Vanisia, so it is not strange that there are camels. But this size is also a bit exaggerated...... "In Viklico's impression, the camel is only two meters tall, and the creatures in front of him are more than four meters tall, and it is difficult to even drill through that huge crack.

"Hahaha, the camels in the north certainly can't be compared to here, this is the Abelgu camel, which is the largest of the camels. Wow, ho! ”

Moran laughed, grabbed the reins of the camel and ordered it to lie down, and the huge creature actually fell to its knees, kicking up dust that almost buried Draenor's legs.

These huge creatures still look docile, their brown fur looks soft, and they are adorned with colorful blankets under their saddles, which look very beautiful.

Vikily couldn't wait to approach the camel, touched its furry cheeks, and turned to ride on its back.

"Everything is handled with the reins, and the saddle is secure, but it's better to hold on." Moran handed the reins to Viklico's hand.

Seeing this, Jeanne also rode on the back of the camel and turned to wave at Draenau.

It still seems to be quite easy, and nothing should go wrong. Draenor also turned and walked up to one of the camels, the strange thing was quite scary up close, its mouth chewing incessantly. It's good, just enjoy it, it's better not to turn your head and notice me.

Draenor took a deep breath and lifted his leg over the broad back, the tall hump in front and back leaving him with a spacious space. But the saddle was so hard that it looked like it was stuck in the middle of a branch of the trunk. He put his foot in the pedal and probed it a few times, "Whew, it looks pretty strong." ”

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