"Why wait?" His words made Rogge feel very confused, after all, a safe place is a place. The knowledge learned on the earth that a safe place often means that there will be a strong animal around, and its territory is safe in a certain sense.

But Rogge didn't say what kind of safe place it was, so the place the elf said should be an absolutely safe place. This is very much needed for the current Rogge and others. Since it's such a place, if you think about the elves for a while, you can roughly think of it. It shouldn't be a fixed location. So there is a need to wait.

"Because it's in heaven." Speaking of this, the elf pointed upwards.

This is a bit unimaginable, although there are hanging islands or floating continents in many stories, but the gravitational pull here is so great, so what kind of existence will that floating island be? The corresponding anti-gravity force requires a lot of energy and mechanical devices, but on the weapons of these elves, Rogge does not see much metal.

Just like the case on Red Ice, there seems to be a natural repulsion to metal here. But every time he saw the stones on those elven arrows, Mo Ran had a faint sense of avoidance. I don't know where this feeling came from or why. Just trying to avoid those bows and arrows.

"And how long will it take?" Since I don't know the principle, I haven't thought about it for a long time. That's how Rog got used to it, and when he heard the elves say that the place was in mid-air, Rogge just wanted to know what kind of place it was.

"It takes about a half of work." The elf was silent for a moment this time, then replied. Of course, there is no difference between the sun and the moon here, and the heavens and the earth have been shining with a soft light under the light of the stars and sands, so there is no black shadow in many places. Just like now, Rogge didn't have any shadows of them. And since there is no difference between the sun and the moon, then the time here is calculated in another way, that is, the time of the elves themselves is determined.

And the conversion of one and a half work and rest time into human time is a bit difficult to calculate. In the absence of a clear way of distinguishing time, the process of time can only be distinguished by the difference between the previous moment and this moment.

Even the simplest way to calculate the time by dripping water does not end up with accurate information because the gravitational pull here is greater than that of the Earth.

Finally, through inquiry, Rogge made a simple calculation using the computer in the heavy armor. The elves speak of a half-time of rest is about three years.

This is definitely very bad news for them. And after Rogge calculated, everyone in the team could think about how long it would take.

"These guys seem to be anxious." The two elves whispered, their faces covered by deadwood-like masks. And they are scrutinizing these "giants".

"You say, is the thing in their hands a strange thing?" Whispered to the female elf next to her, "Those things have that kind of silver reflection, which is very similar to the ones in mythological stories!" ”

"I don't know, if it's a strange thing, it should disappear." The female elves are a little unsure, in their mythological stories, strange objects are hard objects with various colors of reflection, because they violate the balance of the world, these things are rejected by the world. But now these people in front of them, the things in their hands and the clothes on their bodies seem to be the kind of strange things that are rejected by the world in mythology.

In their stories, strange things bring about an imbalance in the whole world, so the world rejects these strange things.

Thinking of this, the female elf couldn't help but look at the strange objects that reflected the faint silver light again. If these are really the strange things in the story, then since these creatures can have them, does it mean that they can also use these strange things?

Thinking of the terrifying war scenes in the mythological stories, the female elf was a little moved. If they also possess such strange objects, what kind of impetus will it have for their tribe? At least in the next tribal wars, they will have a strong defense. Thinking of the reports she had received before, those strange things would shoot flames and thunder, which was a little different from the myth, but it was enough to make her moved.

At this time, Rogge was very hesitant, after all, in three years, it was difficult to guarantee their supplies for even three days, and in this unfamiliar environment, it was difficult for them to even find food.

"What kind of place is that?" Again, Rogge asked, if it was safe, then they could find a place where they could have food and wait, and then find a way back.

If that isn't the right place for them, then they'll need to find another place. But while thinking about this, Rogge didn't think about going back. I don't know if it was his negligence or something else.

Mo Ran hesitated, he thought of this, but now they didn't have any way to go back. And the Red Mountain in the distance now seems to be more like a trap.

"It's a magical place, and the average creature doesn't want to go near it. Because other creatures don't want to come close, it's safe there. The old elf hesitated, then replied.

This is a somewhat surprising answer, because other creatures don't want to come near it, it's a safe place, maybe it's a more dangerous place, so no creatures want to go closer. On Earth, many animals have a far greater sense of disaster and danger than humans. There are few places that animals don't want to go near that aren't harmful to humans.

Hearing this answer, Rogge was very hesitant. Now he needs to think about not him alone, but the safety of the entire team. Any decision he makes will ultimately affect the safety of the entire squad.

And at this time, the female elf in the elf team stepped forward to say a few words to the old elf. Then he retreated.

And Rogge also asked Mo Ran about his thoughts through personal communication.

"What do you say you're going to do now?" Rogge frowned. After all, he'd never made such a decision before.

"I don't know." Mo Ran shrugged slightly, then looked at the retreating elf. "My personal advice is better not to trust them completely, we have just come into this world and there are still many things we don't know. Be careful not to get taken into the ditch. ”

Rogge was stunned for a moment, then nodded.