Ashley Hill's words made several people listen to them with mixed feelings, and they all fell silent.

This contradictory mood is not the first time Alan has experienced it, but this time it has made him feel more sad than ever......

Oblivion has become a gift here.

"Huh...... However, your guy's idea is very interesting......" Ashley Hill chuckled and began to look at Alan repeatedly, "After thinking about it seriously, it still has a little naïve thought. ”

With that, he turned around, drew his saber and slashed in front of him, splitting a space-time rift and burrowing in: "For the sake of the credit that has brought this king long-lost pleasure, forgive your previous disrespectful words and deeds." ”

As Ashley Hill's words fell, his figure slowly disappeared.

Several people stood there for a long time, recalling what they had just heard.

"Let's ...... What's next?" It wasn't until it was completely dark that Riel hesitated to speak again.

Alan looked around and saw that the lights were already shining through the surrounding houses.

"Let's spend the night nearby, and we'll talk to him tomorrow." Alan pondered for a moment, "Although he is a little arrogant, he is still a reasonable person...... We didn't have time to explain the situation, so maybe he'll let us go. ”

"Heh, he's not a little arrogant. Cynthia chuckled, "Although he has lived in this world for a long time as a king, and may be right in many ways, he is a little too self-righteous to always measure everything by his own standards." ”

"Perhaps, this is the king. Alan shook his head, noncommittal.

"The houses around here are so small...... Don't you think?" said Frey, "It seems like most people live alone. ”

"yes, I noticed just now that most of the people who came back from outside were only one person. "Even if the people here are never in contact with the outside world and live a self-sufficient life, it won't be just one person in every household, right?"

"Let's go ask and see what's going on. Frey said, "If it's not convenient to spend the night, we'll probably have to do it ourselves." ”

With that, he walked towards the nearest house.

It was a simple little tiled house with a small living room in the middle and two cubicles on either side.

With no door panels, not even door frames, Frey had to stand in the doorway, looking in and shouting, "Is anyone there?"

There was a faint light in the right compartment, but no one answered.

Frey shouted again, "Is anyone there?"

This time, no one answered, but there was a sound of footsteps.

A tall, lanky figure slowly walked out of the cubicle.

This is a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, who looks a little unkempt, but the clothes on his body are quite neat. He was dark-skinned, his face was wrinkled, and he looked a little vicious and weather-beaten.

He slowly looked back and forth at a few people before asking briefly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Outsiders?"

"Uh...... Yes, we just came here today and want to stay here for one night......" Alan said politely, "I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

The man looked at them a few more times, then glanced towards the cubicle to the left, "Yes, but only two people can sleep at most." ”

"Then you two will live here. Cynthia said to Alan and Riel when she heard this, and then turned around and walked away: "Let's go to other people's houses and have a look." ”

Seeing this, Alyssa and Frey nodded their heads and followed.

"Come in. The middle-aged man said.

It was dark in the room, and the man lit a dim magic lamp that barely illuminated the compartment on the left. The modest room was about one-fifth the size of Allen's dorm, and was simply furnished with an old wooden cabinet, a bed against the wall, and a small wooden table with a kettle.

"Just sleep here. As he spoke, the man took out a thick blanket from the wooden cabinet and laid it on one of the walls.

"Thank you. Allen said.

"Have you had dinner?" the man asked.

"Uh...... Not ...... yet," Alan whispered, and his stomach rang at the right time.

"Let's wait a minute. With that, the man turned and walked towards the other side of the cubicle, "It won't be long." ”

"Please wait a minute!" Alan quickly shouted when he saw this, "What do you call it?"

I saw the man stop, pause slightly, then shook his head lightly and said, "Just call me Hamsi...... That's what everyone in the neighborhood calls me. ”

With that, he bowed his head and slipped into the compartment on the other side.

Having barely rested for a whole day, Alan and Riel were already exhausted, and they couldn't care about handling the dust on the blankets, so they lay down a mile away.

The temperature was neither hot nor cold, and the ground was soft but not damp, so even a blanket was comfortable enough that they almost fell asleep.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before Hamsi returned, with a small earthen pot and a few bowls in his hand.

"Two guests, it's time to eat. Hamsi said as he poured rice into the bowl.

"Thank you, thank you, what are you doing?" Riel scrambled to his feet and leaned over to the table with a look of anticipation. After a tiring day, he now just wants to have a good meal.

But when he saw the contents of the bowl, he was instantly dumbfounded...... It was a bowl of paste made from an unknown amount of food, a little yellowish, and a few wild vegetable leaves mixed in with it.

"What is this...... "Riel looked at the contents of the bowl in a daze, and sniffed closer, and found that the smell was a little strange, although it was not annoying, but the color really made him have no appetite.

"Hmm...... Let's call it 'multigrain porridge'...... It is made by mashing rice, corn, soybeans and other edible grains and boiling them with water. Hamsi said, "It's a little thin today." Since you came so suddenly, I had only cooked my own meal, and the porridge was almost ready by then, so I had to add more water. ”

Riel bit his lip and looked at Allen, as if asking, "Do you want to drink this?"

Actually, Alan is also a little resistant...... After all, whether it is the color or the aroma, it is far from what they usually eat, and it really makes him unappetizing...... However, when he touched the pockets of his coats, he found that not only dry food, but also all the luggage they were carrying seemed to have been lost in the Valley of the Evil Dragon, and this was the only one that could fill his stomach right now.

"Let's eat it first...... I couldn't get used to it when I first arrived. Hamsi saw their thoughts, but he was not angry, and sat on the edge of the bed and began to drink porridge slowly, "There is just a bag of extra rice, I will go to the aboriginal area tomorrow to ask, see if I can exchange some meat......

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