Three days later, Frodo, a disgraced halfling, walked into the building and passed out in the hall.

Juan, who got the news, rushed to the infirmary, and he saw Mosi's glowing green palm gently caressing Frodo's head.

After a while, Frodo opened his eyes.

When he saw Juan, Frodo immediately tore open his hoarse throat and shouted:

"Save Daddy, save him, please, Führer, save Daddy."

"Don't rush, make it clear, what's going on?"

"Please, save Daddy."

"I'll save him, but you have to make things clear."

"Okay, okay, I said, woo," said an emotional Flodo, crying, "Daddy is trapped by the shrimp people, and they won't let him go, woo." ”

Prawn people? What is this?

In Frodo's staccato narrative, Juan learns:

Papa Morgan took Frodo southeast to the delta at the mouth of the Rufiji River, which was named the Ninth District.

Morgan tries to recruit the shrimp people in District 9, but after entering the 9th district, the shrimp people trap Morgan and prevent him from leaving.

"Did they hurt Morgan?"

"No, no, woo, they just won't let him go."

"How many people are there and with what weapons?"

"There are many, many shrimp people, I can't count how many of them, they don't have weapons, but they are holding hands around them, just not letting Daddy leave, woo."

"And how did you leave?"

"They allowed me to leave, but they just wouldn't let Daddy go, woo."

"Did they ask for anything?"

"They said, 'If you want to eat, you want grain, corn, potatoes, or meat, anything, as long as you can eat it.'"

"How much time did you spend on the road?"

"It took five days to drive the floating car, and I didn't stop for a moment when I came back, it took a little more than two days."

Juan roughly understood that it seemed that the shrimp people were experiencing famine, so they trapped Morgan to ask for food.

Judging from the fact that they did not harm Morgan, these shrimp people do not necessarily want to fight against humans.

Maybe it's just that I'm hungry, so I do such an irrational thing.

But there are difficulties that can be raised, and it is too much to use this way.

Juan decided to give them grain in exchange for Morgan first, and then give them some color.

He yelled, "Thorin! Gather the Dragonman Guards now! Yaling! Inform the elf town to prepare ten tons of grain, grain, corn, potatoes, and meat, frozen meat, and fresh meat! ”

Soon, two floating trucks, loaded with a hundred dragonman self-defense members, drove by Juan and Frodo, passed by the elven town to load food, and then drove all the way to the southeast.

After three days of fatigue driving, Juan, with red eyes, finally arrived at the delta of the mouth of the Rufigi River, which is named the 9th district.

The river network here is crisscrossed, full of wetlands and swamps, dense papyrus swaying in the wind, and the top of the grass stems more than four meters tall is a fan-shaped flower family.

Juan saw from a distance that in the center of the ninth arrondissement, there was a huge disc-shaped object, skewed 60 degrees into the ground.

It looks like a spaceship of some vintage, but the shape seems to be a little different from the spaceships commonly used by humans.

Upon approaching, Juan saw that there were obvious marks of cutting and destruction on the spacecraft, and no thrusters or armaments were visible at all.

Coming to the bottom of the diagonal spaceship, Juan saw a group of blue-black "lobsters" walking upright.

The lobsters seemed excited to see the floater, holding up large tongs and shouting in human language: "Help is coming!" Aid is coming! ”

There were a lot of shrimp people gushing out of the spaceship, and they were outside the range of the air waves, surrounding the floating car.

"Food! Grain! We want food! ”

Juan saw that the noisy shrimp people were unarmed, and they wore no clothes, only a papyrus skirt around their waists, like refugees.

Juan climbed onto the roof of the car through the window and took his AK-47 into the air.

"Dadada"

The gunshots silenced the shrimp people.

They huddled together in fear, their hard shells colliding with each other, but they refused to leave.

Juan yelled, "Where's Morgan?" Let Morgan out! ”

A white-bearded shrimp farmer in a white burlap robe, looking at what should be the leader of the shrimp people, squeezed through the shrimp group.

Along the way, there were shrimp people shouting: "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, let go, make way for the elders." ”

The shrimp elder came to the floating truck, and immediately prostrate on the ground, shouting: "Grass people prawns, knock on Shangguan!" ”

Under the leadership of Elder Prawn, the other Prawn people also prostrate on the ground.

The attitude is okay.

Hu An'an's anger subsided, but he still shouted very unceremoniously: "Let Morgan come out, if you can't see Morgan, I won't give you the food!" ”

Elder Prawn gave an order to one of his men, and then resumed his prostrate posture on the ground.

The shrimp man ran back to the spaceship with his companions on their backs.

After a while, Morgan walked out with a shy stomach.

He was followed by two shrimp people, carrying large bags woven of papyrus, as if not escorting Morgan, but working as coolies.

There were too many shrimp people crawling on the ground, and Morgan stepped on their backs.

Juan lowered the float but didn't turn it off.

He asked the Dragonman Self-Defense Forces to stand guard around the float with guns in hand.

When Morgan approached, Juan pulled the other man behind him and aimed his gun at the two shrimp people who had followed Morgan.

The two shrimp farmers were so frightened that they immediately threw away the straw bags in their hands and crawled on the ground, like the other shrimp farmers.

The mouth of the woven bag spreads out, and out of the abalone with a large human head, the sea cucumber with a thick arm, and the pipi shrimp with a long arm roll out.

Juan felt that there was something wrong with the style, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He turned his head and asked Morgan, who was burping, "Isn't there a shortage of food here?" ”

"yes, it's a lack of food, I haven't eaten in five days, hiccup."

"You don't seem hungry at all."

"Hiccup, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little stretched."

Juan glanced at the abalone, sea cucumber and pipi shrimp: "Can you eat these?" ”

"There's no way, it's not like I don't have anything to eat, I can only eat seafood."

"Morgan, there's a word called 'Versailles,' have you ever heard of it?"

"I'm not Versailles, I really don't have anything to eat, I can only eat abalone, sea cucumber, skin shrimp, lobster, scallops, king crab, geoduck, oysters, sea urchins, and ......"

"Enough! Morgan, I'm drooling. ”

"If you're not in a hurry, then we'll go in and eat for a while."

"No, have you been kidnapped or are you a guest here?"

"I don't know, anyway, the shrimp people are very enthusiastic, delicious and delicious for me, except for not letting me go, I can do anything."

"Really?"

"Really."

"No one hurt you, persecuted you?"

"Nope."

"It's strange, there is such a kidnapping, how come I have never encountered such a good thing?"

"Then why don't you stay, I'll take someone back, and let you try the taste of having no food to eat, but only a seafood feast?"

"Goodo"

Juan swallowed and began to consider the feasibility of the proposal.