"That's it, I understand." The other party nodded and continued to ask tirelessly, "Then where are you going?"
"Let's go to... Sarin, sir." Philip hesitated and answered honestly. He had a feeling that it was best not to lie to the person in front of him, otherwise there would be no good consequences.
After hearing him tell him his destination, the other party had an obviously unexpected reaction. He looked at him carefully and said with a smile: "Are you serious? Do you know that it will take several months to walk from here to Shalin?" —I’m afraid you’ll starve to death on the road before you’re even halfway there. And let’s not talk about other unexpected situations, such as getting lost in the mountains, or encountering dangerous creatures, etc.”
"This!" Phillip's expression changed.
At this time, the other party asked again: "By the way, if you didn't stay well in Guangming Town, why did you go to Sarin?"
Phillip twisted the muscles on his face a few times and sighed: "Guangming Town is not easy to treat, sir. There have been three mayors in a month, and none of them have a good ending. There is not enough food, and I can't eat enough at all. There is no way to live without tax. But I heard from a vendor selling dried earthworms and dried mushrooms that Sarin is not the same as Guangming Town, so I wanted to see it, but I didn’t expect it to be so far away.”
At this point, Philip heard the other party murmur in a low voice: "Another one who was guided... It seems that the guiding team has a very long hand... They have gone to unknown small towns... It's just that the flexibility is a bit poor... "
After muttering, the other party looked up and seriously suggested: "I advise you not to go to Sarin, because it is too far, and you are going in the wrong direction. Sarin is in the northwest of you, not in the west. However, since If you can't survive in Guangming Town, you can go to Red Rock City. Red Rock City is a small sand forest, also known as Sand Forest City No. 17. It was built two years ago. The conditions are a bit worse and the size is a bit smaller. , but it’s enough for you to live well. The most important thing is that Red Rock City is not far from you. It takes about two days to go straight west from here."
"Really?" Phillip said in surprise.
"What's the benefit of lying to you?" The other party spread his hands with a smile, then groped inside his clothes, took out a palm-sized green pancake and threw it over, "By the way, before you leave, you should eat something first. Looking at you like this, you haven’t had a full meal for a long time. Don’t get hungry and faint before you get there. Also, while you are eating, I also want to ask you some more questions."
"Thank you, sir." Philip took the green pancake offered by the other party, thanked him quickly, then carefully broke off a corner and put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, an aroma similar to a mixture of bread and fruit bloomed in his mouth, making him feel the urge to cry. This seemed to be real food. Although he didn't know what it was made of, it was indeed food. It's been too long since he's eaten.
The effect of food seemed to be greater than he imagined. In addition to the taste far better than dried earthworms and dried mushrooms, as soon as it was swallowed into his stomach, a weak heat flow surged out, making his whole body warm and exhausted. The spirit has been somewhat lifted.
Phillip's eyes widened and he quickly handed it to little Jimmy behind him.
Little Jimmy followed Phillip's example and broke off a corner, put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. His eyes were shining a little, and saliva was pooling in his throat, obviously craving more.
But little Jimmy did not break off a second piece. Instead, he tiptoed to take off the torn sack from Philip's shoulder and put it in solemnly.
Philip also acquiesced to this behavior - he had been hungry for too long, so both father and son learned the habit of preserving food. They would be happy if they had enough at once, but they would probably not survive the night after tomorrow.
Philip put the bag on his shoulders again, looked at the brown-haired man who gave the food, and said in a low tone: "Dear Sir, my son and I have eaten. If you have anything to ask, just ask Ask, and I will tell you everything I know."
The brown-haired man first glanced at Phillip's bag with a complicated look, pursed his lips, and didn't say much. Then he showed a serious expression and asked the question.
The brown-haired man's questions felt strange to Philip, because they were all... trivial matters.
For example, how is he living in Guangming Town, what he eats every day, where to find mushrooms, how to identify mushroom types, how the town is managed, how taxes are collected...
Some questions are not just asked once, but the order of the sentences is reversed and asked several times frontally and sideways.
After asking for dozens of minutes, the brown-haired man ended, exhaled, and looked satisfied: "Well, okay, I got the answer I wanted, you can leave."
"Okay, sir." Phillip also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He never knew that answering questions would be so tiring. He took his son Jimmy and walked south.
After walking a few steps, a voice suddenly came from behind, calling him: "Wait a minute."
"Huh?" Phillip stopped and turned around, a little nervous, thinking that the other party was going to continue to ask him a bunch of questions. But the other party didn't. He just took out a palm-sized green round cake from his arms and handed it over.
"This is the No. 1 ration. It doesn't taste very good, so I didn't bring more. At most, I saved another portion and gave it to you. In this way, you and your son can support you even if you encounter some small problems on the road. We’ve arrived at Red Rock City,” the brown-haired man said.
Phillip's lips trembled. To be honest, he had not seen such a good person for a long time. He quickly bent down and bowed deeply: "Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."
While talking, he pressed Little Jimmy's head.
Little Jimmy bent down first, then saluted and said, "Thank you, sir."
"Okay, okay, you guys hurry up and hurry up. I'm on my way too, so don't be polite. It's up to you whether we can see each other again in the future." The brown-haired man said.
"Sir, please tell me your name. I will definitely thank you when I have the opportunity in the future."
"You went to Red Rock City. It can be said that you met 165021 on the way. If you happen to meet someone I know, I might be able to take care of you a little."
"165021? Sir, what's your name?"
"Do you really want to know my name? It doesn't matter if I tell you. My name is Machu Philip."
"Philip? Sir, my name is also Philip-Doron Philip, and my son is Jimmy Philip. We have the same last name." Philip said with some surprise.
"What a coincidence. Okay, that's it. I'm really leaving. I wish you good luck and wish me good luck." Machu Felice didn't care much, waved his hand and walked away.
Phillip and Little Jimmy watched for a while, then turned and left, heading to the so-called Red Stone City.
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