Chapter 17: The Same Green as Pioneer Town
It may be that a nearby place is a quarry of the stone worm family, and there are no other mutated creatures willing to build a nest here, or it may be that the nearby resources are poor and cannot meet the normal survival of other creatures other than the stone worm, in short, Garcia and his party did not encounter any dangerous creatures in a short period of time after encountering the stone worm.
Of course, it could just be pure luck.
Let's call the place where the stone worm has just been encountered "the stone worm gathering place"
Bar, it takes about ten minutes from the stone worm gathering place to the location of the abandoned village on the map, which is not a very long way, but it may be because there is no food and water for too long, and it is very difficult for the old and the young to walk.
"I think that at our pace, we will not be killed by mutated creatures, but one by thirst and one by starvation......"
Garcia, who was carrying Raymond on his back, had a dry throat, and his voice was hoarse.
"It's almost ......"
Old man Sean couldn't bear it in his throat, but frowning revealed a more convincing confidence, maybe it was the convincing power cultivated by the team leader for many years, maybe it was the self-confidence that really knew that there was water in front of him, in short, the old man's words made Garcia shrug his shoulders and calm down and continue walking.
"How much longer?"
The arranger who carried the little fat man on his back ended up just asking the old man such a question.
"At this rate...... Ten minutes. ”
The old man looked around, squinting at the map on his notebook for a moment, and his tone was convincing.
"Then go faster...... Regardless of whether it is an abandoned village or a good village, in short, there must be a water source, otherwise it is impossible to build a village in this place. ”
Garcia grinned at the words with chapped lips, and the voice in his throat sounded like it had gone into sand, apparently caused by excessive dehydration.
"Save some effort."
The old man replied in a hoarse voice.
"Hmm."
Garcia also realized that his voice was not good at this moment, and his vocal cords and throat rubbed against rusty wheels and ruts, so he laughed dryly and closed his mouth, but the strength in his legs increased unconsciously.
Then the old and the young quieted down and hurried with full concentration.
The slope is a quiet place, and if there is no emergency, you can usually even hear yourself walking, as in the case now.
The sound of footsteps, a rhythmic dragging sensation, reached Garcia's ears from where the ground rubbed against the soles of his feet.
It's a strange sound, muffled by a slightly louder voice, but when everyone doesn't say a word, it slowly takes over your ears, like the darkness that can't be illuminated by flashlights on either side.
If you look closely, you will feel like the darkness is coming to you.
The darkness on both sides, and the sound of footsteps shrouded in it, stood out and pierced on the silent slope.
Panic.
Rushing to the face.
On weekdays, Garcia would definitely find something to counteract this sense of panic, but at this moment, the boy's own voice was so hoarse that he felt that it was a demonic voice from the abyss when he said a few words, so he could only bear this mental high pressure with a cold face.
However, it was uncomfortable.
I always felt that there were eyes watching me in the dark, and the footsteps on the ground were the footsteps of unknown creatures in the darkness.
"Tsk......"
Garcia smacked his lips and dragged Raymond's ass, his brow furrowed even deeper.
However, the old man, on the other hand, looked indifferent.
More precisely, it is the kind of fearlessness and relief that has experienced strong winds and waves.
The old man finally noticed Garcia's strangeness, so he grinned on his chapped lips and smiled, "Relax, just imagine that you are in Spice." ”
The old man's dry voice entered Garcia's head, pulling Garcia back from that dazed and panicked thought.
"Ah......h
Garcia, who was seen through his mental activities, blushed and didn't know what to say for a while.
"Everybody goes through something like this, and the first time you experience an unexpected event like this, you've done a great job."
The old man walked ahead with his hands behind his back.
The dry voice was like a sobering agent injected into the back.
It is worth mentioning that the old man's crutches were pulled on the top of the stone cliff when he fell off the cliff and did not bring them down, but Garcia was surprised to find that the old man without crutches walked a little faster than when he had crutches.
"What crutches do you need in your seventies?"
The old man explained this very pleasantly, "I used crutches entirely because the boys in the caravan thought I needed a crutch and asked the blacksmith in Bruno Town to beat it for me. ”
The sword is not old.
That's all there is to say.
Garcia smiled helplessly, compared to such an old man, he was still too much worse.
"Young man, there's still a long way to go."
Old man Sean suddenly said this again, knocking into Garcia's heart.
"Everyone grows from the weak to the strong. You see, I seem to know everything now, and when I first accompanied my father on a trade route, I couldn't even know the easiest way. ”
The old man's voice was swayed by the lack of water, but it seemed like heaven in Garcia's heart when he was mired in self-doubt.
So the decorator raised his head and chested up.
The view of the slope was obscured by various pillars and stone walls, and Garcia could not see the scenery far ahead, but when it was quiet, the old and young turned another corner, and they were not far from their destination.
After turning the corner, the slope suddenly became much wider, and most of the stone pillars and stone walls that had supported the dome and the earth were emptied, and the bits and pieces that remained on the ground were stones that were not very large, and the stones that had weathered and ground into the powder.
This is the first time in the past few days that Garcia has seen so much stone powder or dirt, squatting down and touching it, it is delicate and smooth.
"The abandoned village is coming."
The old man squinted at the plaster on the ground.
"The abandoned village is coming?"
Garcia twisted the ash between his fingers, a little overjoyed.
"You should know when you see these powders that are different from the previous environment."
The old man straightened the collar of his coat.
"Why?"
Garcia was puzzled.
The old man did not answer, but looked at the decorator with interest.
"Forehead ......"
Garcia pulled the corners of his mouth, okay to himself.
"This stone powder...... Would it make it a good place to live? ”
The young decorator tilted his head and said this unconvincing reason.
"Not exactly."
The old man answered this time, looked at Garcia approvingly, and then told some of the facts he knew.
"Grinding stone into powder is a way to maximize the living area, you know, it's not very common on the slope to be soft and compressible, like Spice and Yingxi, and it's not common for us to dig up the soil and then extrude it into bricks, and other places on the slope can only use this method to open up the territory of the village."
The high beams hit the ground, shining brightly from the eye to the distance, the crushed and ground stones scattered on the ground, the muffled sound of water in the air, and in the distance, the outline of a village appeared in the sight of the old and the young.
"Here we are."
Finally, the old man said this.
"Abandoned village, Smail."
Smael...... What does it mean to laugh? ”
"It was, and it was until my father's last trip......"
“…… And now, it's not ......"
Smael...... How did you not have it? ”
"It's green."
“…… The same green as Pioneer Town? ”
"It's the same green as Pioneer Town."