If someone says that an ancient temple has a map hidden in it, he may be joking, or he may be telling a story, and the person who says this is most likely a layman who knows nothing about archaeology and ancient temples, in short, it is definitely not reality.

Aside from this map, this temple, which may belong to Isitar, fits perfectly into the criteria of a temple, and can even be considered exceptional. More than 4,000 years ago, when the ancients who had just developed the concept of gods walked into the temple, they were shocked by the stars created by their vision, and they were in awe of the gods.

But maps have nothing to do with all this, and it can even be said that in those days, maps were not the best option to point out what was hidden somewhere.

"In an era when the range of activities of all human beings is limited by harsh natural conditions, there is no mature cartographic technology, and wars between different tribes are frequent," Magellan did not feel that people lived a good life four thousand years ago, and he had overestimated them as much as possible, "What's the point of a map, what's the point of hiding it?"

"Being hidden is meaning in itself. ”

The countess smiled and waved her hand, and the shadow in the air vanished.

"You mean?"

Magellan was convinced that no matter how ridiculous or even meaningless the map seemed to him, it would have been valuable if the ancients had gone to such great lengths to engrave it in the most conspicuous part of the temple and hide it with mechanisms.

"It's just another puzzle," the countess smiled and took out a piece of paper and drew the map on it, "you're already good at it, aren't you?"

"There are too few clues. Magellan shook his head, then smiled, "But I'm really good at it." ”

......

"Still nothing has been heard. ”

Eaglemen are usually resolute and arrogant, they are always sharp-eyed, but now, the eagles sitting in the room have only confusion in their eyes.

These orcs were dressed in ornate robes, which were not suitable for sports, but were enough to show their noble status.

"Dragonfolk believe in the philosophy of ambiguity and generalization, and they like to speak in a way that makes you think you're in the clouds......"

"Still, they've never been as tight-lipped about us as they are now, we only know that some things are changing, and others don't. ”

The worried eagle man looked at each other.

"We can only do what we can, and if we lose this trade route, everything will be irretrievable. ”

"Find a way to get the Countess of New Taipei County to leave, the eyes of the king of the world will always follow her, we can't afford to take such a risk, not to mention the explorers that no one can control......"

"I'll make the Venetians move faster. ”

......

The journey in the desert continues, and Magellan temporarily abandons the study of the ruins to concentrate on helping the chefs and Dantes find the creatures of the desert.

"The basis of the survival of all living things is water, and unless a miracle happens, there will be very few plants in the desert that are extremely drought resistant. ”

Magellan was largely hopeless about finding creatures in the desert, as it was a forbidden area for life, and even if he stood on the deck and pulled out the key of his tongue, the supernatural power would only point to the ship's storage compartment.

"You mean to say that we should go find an oasis?"

Chef Pitt was very disappointed with what he found in the desert, and until now, no matter how many methods or spices he added, whether it was animals or plants, he had not been able to get the ideal dish every time, and the only reason was the barrenness of the desert.

"I don't know if it's going to pass by on the road, but we can't find much in the sand. ”

The route chosen by the countess leads directly to where the next ruins are, without passing through any known oasis along the way.

"Forget it," Chef Pitt eventually gave up, "though I didn't expect to run into anything good in the first place." ”

But what everyone didn't expect was that a miracle really happened.

On an ordinary evening, Magellan was chilling out on deck and talking to Dantès about Darwin's theories, when he heard a strange noise.

It was the sound of a heavy object falling on a dune, which was very different from the sound of a large ship clearing the sand.

Magellan looked around, and then he saw the tail of a large, fiery red fish exposed in the sand.

"That's ......"

The tail had shiny scales, swaying as if there was a real flame burning on it, and then burrowed into the sand dunes and vanished.

Magellan smiled.

"Pico must be very happy, I really didn't expect that there really is a miracle waiting for us here. ”

The inability of animals to survive in the desert due to lack of water is by no means simply the inability of organisms to live due to lack of water. For any living being, it is the environment that supports its survival, including the natural conditions and the entire biological chain. In the desert, because of the lack of water, plants cannot survive, which will lead to a lack of food for herbivores to survive, and a lack of food for carnivores, and the entire biological chain will not be able to exist.

That is, if there is a big fish here, then there must be a school of small fish, and there will be a large area of aquatic plants, but Magellan did not see anything, except for the endless yellow sand.

As for the fact that this big fish is strong enough to burrow under the sand dunes, it is only a trivial problem compared to its existence outside the biological chain.

"Really...... Incredible......"

Magellan had once mentioned his theory to Dantès, so the latter understood perfectly well how strange the appearance of this big fish was.

"We're lucky, Professor Magellan. The countess walked out of the captain's room, and she showed a rare look of excitement, "The natural formation of the essence of the river, no one has ever seen it. ”

"What?"

Magellan's surprise was fleeting, and if there was a huge gathering of essences here, it would not be unreasonable.

The essence itself is a miracle-making power.

"Just now, we saw a big red fish burrowing into the sand. ”

"Big fish?"

Chef Pico also stepped out of the cabin, he had just tasted the freshness in the wind.

"Got into the sand. ”

"I haven't seen ......," but Pico knew Magellan wasn't going to lie, "grab one and come up and see." ”

"We can go under the sand together," said the countess, smiling as she walked to the side of the boat, "and it would be fun." ”

Then the countess took out another magic item.

It was a small room at the bottom of the cabin, in which four men stood and then began to descend slowly, illuminated on all sides by brilliant light with the rustle of sand against the outer walls.

That's the band of light formed by the flow of essence.