According to the Golden Odd-Faced Clan, the piece of gold was detached from the body of the earth god, and the intricate lines on the gold piece came from the imprint of the god's body.

And thanks to the presence of this piece of gold, superfluous negotiations, communication, and even threats are no longer necessary.

Monroe only briefly mentioned in the name of Gordon, and the Golden Odd-faced Clan patted his mask and said that their clan would never trouble the investigation team again in the future.

I thought that this incident would have to go through some twists and turns, but I didn't expect it to be solved so easily, and Gordon had a feeling in his heart, "Is my luck really going to get better?" Self-doubt.

The festival of the Odd Faces took place two days later on the full moon night, and the Golden Odd Faces warmly invited them to stay as guests.

Although the settlement of the Odd-Faced Clan was not a very comfortable place, it was dark, noisy, and the ground was full of ores, but the group chose to stay.

Mr. Monroe was interested in the process of the Odd-Faced Clan's festival, and Hertha was no less excited than the Odd-Faced Clan.

Gordon Hayatta didn't have that much curiosity about this matter, but as the escort of this trip, they couldn't leave the two "weak" investigators alone and go back to the stars by themselves.

I had to stay together.

In this regard, the Golden Strange Face Clan was very excited.

In its view, Gordon was the messenger of the gods, and perhaps only when he was present would the gods appear to receive its tribute and repentance.

It even ordered the Strangefaces to pick up the shiny, high-grade ore and pile up a deposit for Gordon.

It's a pity that Gordon is not sensitive to this, and it is too awkward to sleep.

After spending less than two hours in the Odd-Faced cave, Gordon couldn't sit still, and he walked up to Mr. Monroe, who was observing the Odd-Faced Totem's carving, and said he wanted to go out and take a look.

The old scholar didn't even bother to reply, and waved his hand to signal him to be casual.

Gordon tentatively asked, "So, should we just come back before the Odd-Faced Festival begins?" ”

"Yes, the festival is at midnight the day after tomorrow, and you just have to come back before the sun sets the day after tomorrow."

"Okay!" Gordon laughed.

Naturally, Hayatta followed, and she didn't like to crouch in the dark cavern and watch the Strange-Faces dance around the fire.

Hertha was looking at it seriously, and she was quickly drawing her charcoal to depict the dance moves of the Odd-Faced Clan.

In the camp of the Strangefaces, the safety of Mr. Monroe and Hertha was assured, and Gordon and the others left the cave with peace of mind.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and Gordon got used to it for a while before he lowered his shade palm from his forehead.

The climate of the Great Anthill Desert is not as extreme as that of the Great Desert of the Old World, and even in the driest northern regions, many traces of life can still be seen.

The temperature was not so high that you had to drink cold drinks.

Hayatta looked at Gordon and asked, "So where are we going now?" Back to camp? ”

"Go back to the camp now, just go back in the evening." Gordon stretched his waist and moved his muscles, and some places in the caves of the Strangeface were relatively low, giving him the feeling that he couldn't stand up straight.

"Hurry up and order meow! Find something to eat! Pandan raised her paw and proposed.

"Well, I think that's okay."

"I knew it." Hayatta rubbed Xianglan's head, "Didn't the Strange Noodles just invite us to dinner?" ”

Gordon chuckled dryly, "Have you seen the ingredients of the Strange Noodles?" ”

"I didn't pay attention."

"I didn't see anything else, but I saw a dung beetle."

"Wow ——?!"

"So part of the reason for the rush to get out is this."

"Okay."

Hayatta glanced back in the direction of the Strange-Faced Clan's cave, and although she wasn't a picky eater, the dung beetle was still too exciting.

Gordon unfolded the map, "There are no oases nearby, but there are a few caves to the northeast, and the map says that there are underground rivers where you can fish.

Why don't we fish and eat at noon? ”

"Agree with meow! There is a seasoning meow with grilled fish under it! The pork chop pulled out a small bottle.

Hayatta and Pandan have no objections.

"Let's go!" Gordon ran first.

"Meow?" Xianglan looked a little reluctant, "Don't take the pterodactyl meow?" ”

"What kind of pterodactyl to take two or three kilometers of road, run hungry for a while and eat more!"

The moment they passed through the cave at the bottom of the rocky mountain and entered the cave, both the hunter and the Eru couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Compared to the scorching sun and hot wind outside, the cool and humid air inside the cave is too comfortable.

"I've been staying here for the past two days! Don't go out meow! Pandan meowed loudly.

Pork Chop habitually mocked, "Then you can stay by yourself, meow." ”

Ignoring the two Ailu arguing again, Hayatta went to a pool of underground water and crouched down.

The water was so clear that she took off her wrist armor and carefully touched the surface of the water with her fingertips.

The water was very cold, maybe less than twenty degrees, it should be from a spring deep underground, licking his fingertips, there was no strange smell, Hayatta took a sip with the palm of his hand.

"Nice spring water, change the water in the bladder."

Gordon also walked over and poured out the sun-heated water from the bladder and replaced it with cool spring water.

"Huh? That seems to be? Gordon narrowed his eyes.

A reddish needle-like fin emerges from the water.

"It's a burst Arowana meow! There's also a burst Arowana meow! There's a lot of gunpowder grass out there! The pork chop threw away the pandan and ran over excitedly.

"You don't have to reconcile bombs now."

"Okay meow" The pork chop looked at the water's edge for a while, and jumped up, "There's a sashimi fish meow over there, it's such a big meow!" ”

"I'm well prepared." Gordon smiled and pulled out his portable fishing rod from his bag.

Hooking up the lure, he was about to start fishing, only to find that Hayatta had also pulled out a fishing rod.

Gordon was stunned, "You also bring a fishing rod when you go out now?" ”

"It doesn't take up much space anyway." Hayatta laughed and threw the bait.

As soon as the bait of the two entered the water, there was a fish bite almost immediately, and the food resources in the waters of the cave were relatively scarce, and the fish in the waterhole had a strong desire to eat.

It didn't take much effort for the two to catch enough fish to feed them.

Looking at the tuna that was jumping and struggling in Hayata's arms, Gordon was a little confused.

Isn't this supposed to be a sea fish? How can you still catch this thing in the waterhole of the cave? Is this side of the water open to the sea?

Forget it, if you don't understand it, you don't want to think about it, and you're done eating.

Xianglan consciously assembled the portable barbecue grill, and the pork chop also took out a knife, quickly cut and washed the tuna, put on a flower knife, and prepared to barbecue.

Gordon and the others put away their fishing rods, they were not addicted to fishing like Az, and they just had enough fish to eat.

The fuel used in the portable barbecue is burning fossil carbon, which is very powerful and can cook food quickly, but it is also very easy to burn.

Fortunately, the barbecue technique of the pork chop is skillful enough, and it constantly adjusts the distance between the fish and the flame, and soon, the burnt aroma begins to permeate.

A whole tuna was quickly wiped out, and the pork chop was neatly grilled with sashimi.

The pandan who had eaten violently lay on the ground and stroked her stomach, as if this would speed up digestion and allow her to eat more for a while.

Quarrels are quarrels, and it never eats less when cooking with pork chops.

"Meow?"

Xianglan, who was lying on the ground and rolling, suddenly sat up and her ears moved.

"What's wrong?" Hayatta looked over.

Pandan has a very keen sense of hearing and smell, and when there is any movement or abnormality, it is often the first to notice.

"Don't make a sound just yet." Xianglan said.

The hunters stopped moving, and even the pork chops lifted the grilled fish on the barbecue grill and stopped turning.

Pandan lay back on the ground, pressing her ear to the ground, and that's how it heard some movement.

After listening carefully for a while, it raised its head, "It's a quiet meow, it should be in a deeper part of the cave." ”

"What kind of movement, big monster?" Gordon asked.

Xianglan gave the pork chop a gesture, signaling that it could continue to grill the fish, and then said, "It's not a meow, it's a small creature meow."

It should be elven deer or orc meows, but there may be a lot of meows, at least a dozen meows. ”

"The elven deer won't get together with a dozen of them, and the Odd-faced Clan shouldn't either, the Strange-Faced Clan around here are all subordinates of the Golden Strange-Faced Clan, and they won't gather here."

Hayatta analyzed, "Could it be Detel? Didn't Mr. Monroe say that there is also a Detre tribe living in the northern part of the Badlands? ”

"I have a little impression, it seems to be called 'Guardian Clan'?"

Gordon recalled and said with a smile: "There shouldn't be any danger, after eating for a while, let's go and have a look."

Maybe something interesting will happen? ”

(End of chapter)