This is an endless desert. The black wind blew up, and the yellow sand filled the sky.
Among the ups and downs, a caravan with camel bells was marching against the wind and sand.
Everyone in the caravan was wrapped in headscarves. Because of the dust, it was difficult for them to see the road ahead. But they were all experienced desert traders. Under the guidance of camel bells, they were not afraid of getting lost, but they were moving slowly. some.
At this time, the wind and sand suddenly became smaller and smaller. The leader's face was more cautious than before, and he shouted to the people behind: "Everyone cheer up, this part of the road is the most dangerous road we will go through in the desert of no return, be sure to follow closely, Don't go away!"
Everyone's expressions became tense, and all of them knew that this was the famous dead quicksand area in the No Return Desert. The reason why this desert is called no return is also caused by this piece of quicksand covered with undercurrents.
Once caught in quicksand, there is no need to think about returning.
Everyone followed the leader tremblingly, for fear of taking a wrong step and falling into quicksand.
But at this moment, a tall man wrapped in a black cloak walked out of the caravan alone, and walked slowly towards the most dangerous quicksand central area without looking back.
"Hey, don't leave within ten meters of the caravan, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!" the leader shouted anxiously, the man was a passenger he met on the way, worried that he would encounter danger walking alone in the desert, so he decided to take him a ride.
"Thank you for the hospitality all the way, my journey is over. Now, I need to find an old friend for a drink." The man in the cloak's voice was low, but the amazing thing was that in the desert hinterland where the wind and sand had not disappeared, the voice was clear. reached everyone's ears.
"Old friend? In the quicksand of death, apart from the corpse that has fallen into the ground, how can there be a living person?" Everyone was surprised.
Some people wanted to dissuade them, but the leader seemed to remember something and stopped them from shouting.
"When I was a child, my father told me. According to legend, in the heart of the No Return Desert, there is a paradise for the supernatural. He used to be trapped in quicksand and rescued by a woman flying in mid-air..." He used to think that this It's just a lie made up by my father, is it possible or true
No matter what the people in the caravan thought, the man in the cloak slowly entered the wind and sand, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight.
The cloak walked in the quicksand area, but it was like walking on the ground.
Even though there was a clear circle of quicksand around him, he didn't even mean to detour. He stepped directly in the quicksand without slowing down at all.
Where he walked, he left no footprints, and his weight was as light as a feather, leaving no trace in the desert.
After walking for half an hour, the cloaked man finally arrived at the center of the quicksand area of death.
Speaking of which, there is a sandstorm outside, but there is no sandstorm here, and it is quiet and dead.
It is still a vast desert, and the only difference is that there is a pillar like a stone pier. The top of the column is carved with an eagle crown, and the body is a zigzag primitive totem.
When the cloak approached the stone pier, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
The stone piers began to split at the speed of the naked eye, and in a short while, the cloaked man was surrounded by more than two hundred stone piers.
The two stone piers near him suddenly opened their eyes: "Tao Mi Heba's puzzle, the Sangusnuo conjecture, and the corridor maze, choose one of the three. Those who successfully pass the level can enter the treasure house and start a different life for you."
The cloaked man was silent for a while, then suddenly lifted his cloak to reveal his face.
Although his appearance is not handsome, he is full of tough masculinity. A neatly trimmed black-grey beard with a slightly upturned tail. On his exposed neck, a tattoo of the Sands of Time was tattooed.
This tattoo means: Ash time.
And this cloaked man is the head of the Ashes Business Travel Group, "Whale Hunter" Bills.
"Zibertotem, I'm here to find that old guy Wefeit. I haven't seen him for a long time. I want to find him for a drink." Bills said.
As Bills revealed his true face, the eyes on the stone pier slowly became dazzling: "It turned out to be Bills, you came just in time, I have an endless looping number puzzle that I can't solve, you come and help me have a look."
Bills sighed. Zibo Totem is the guardian spirit of Sidmosa. This stone spirit is good at everything. The only thing that makes people headache is that he loves mathematics.
Everyone who comes in and out will be haunted by him to solve the problem. It may even give you a bonus if you have excellent math skills.
It is said that a thousand years ago, there was a mortal who had no talent but wanted to step into the wizarding world. Later, because he solved a mathematical puzzle that had plagued Zibo Totem for hundreds of years, Zibo Totem directly gave him a bottle of potion to increase the upper limit of spiritual power. Making him an extraordinary person shows his love for mathematics.
Seeing that Zibo Totem didn't mean to open the door at all, Bills could only say: "Okay, you can show the title."
Beers' mathematical skills are not necessarily good, but he is an official wizard after all, and he has strong data processing ability. Although it didn't help Zibo Totem solve the answer, it helped it sort out the previous gaps.
"It seems that you have done your best, leave the rest to me." Zibo Totem said, all the stone piers disappeared, leaving only one stone pier.
And in the center of this stone pier, a staircase appeared out of thin air.
"I have informed Wyfeet, and he said that he will arrange for a magic servant to pick you up." After Zibertotem said this, he ignored him.
Bills shook his head and walked into the stairs.
After a long while, Bills, guided by a fat gerbil, came to Vifet's reception room in the dark desert underground palace.
What surprised Bills was that there was not only Wifet in the room, but also a shadowy figure who was sitting opposite Wifeet.
"Bills, haven't seen you in nearly 30 years? Why do you suddenly think of me?" Wifeet was a stooped little old man with a white beard, his eyes were almost hidden by the loose skin, I saw him standing He got up and greeted Bills with a smile: "Could it be that you want to recommend me to buy some slaves? Let me tell you, I'm not interested in ordinary slaves."
"There's not much good stuff recently. It's good to get an anonymous meter some time ago, but it's already shipped." Bills hugged Vifet, then sat on the other side of the sofa and glanced at it. The person who looked like a phantom said, "I'm here this time, I just want to have a drink with you."
"Meter has already shipped? Sigh, this thing is of great use in my desert underground palace, why don't you tell me first, I can compete fairly with that person." Vifete's face flashed Regret.
"Even if the competition is fair, you may not be able to compete with him." After a pause, Bills shrugged: "And, rather than selling to you, I want to sell it to him."
"Who is he? I think it's someone who is helpful to your interests?" Wifeet was not annoyed, and still smiled.
"I am a very principled person, and I will never disclose the seller's information."
Whitfield also knew the principles of Bills, and the reason why he was willing to deal with this slave trader, and became an old friend, was precisely because Bills followed the rules.
"Well then, I won't ask." Wifeette also sat down: "But you said you came to me for a drink, I don't believe it, just say what you mean."
Bills glanced at the phantom again, and seeing that he didn't evade, he simply didn't speak.
He came to Vifet, naturally, for Angel's business. Although it's just an insignificant matter, as a businessman who obeys the rules, he doesn't want others to hear it.
Wei Feifei seemed to understand what Beers meant. He smiled, but still did not introduce the identity of the phantom: "It's okay, I don't believe you came to me to talk about something important. If you tell me, It's shocking news, then I'll arrange for you to wait for me in the secret room immediately, if not, it's okay to talk about it here."
The news that Bills wanted to ask was naturally not an important matter. After thinking about it, he asked it out.
However, for the sake of his own principles, Bills did not speak directly, but said to Weifett through voice transmission: "I just want to ask you, are you willing to sell your magic pattern scroll that increases the luck attribute?"
After hearing this, Wifeette shook his head almost immediately: "No, no, this is my baby."
"This is what one of my customers needs. You might as well ask for a price, even if you ask for it, as long as I can reply to that customer."
Whitfield: "Offer? Okay, give me constant crumbs and I'll change it."
Bills: "... You are really asking for a huge price." The value of a drop of constant debris is far more than the magic-textured scroll with the lucky attribute countless times.
"I have to continue collecting a drop of constant debris. To be honest, I don't want to change it."
Bills thought for a while: "That's fine, as long as you can reply."
After asking the business, Bills did not leave. He said before that he wanted to have a drink with Wifet, and it was not a lie. He hadn't seen each other for decades, and he still wanted to get together and chat.
Moreover, Wifeet has lived for more than 800 years, and both experience and vision are very old, and it is easy to be inspired by communicating with Wifeet. Maybe, a single inspiration can make him understand the way forward.
Wifeet did not reject Beals, but took out his best wine and drank with Beals.
The two talked a lot, from the current form of the Southern Territory, to their respective future paths, and the latest research topics, all involved. Bills was also very happy, the only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was that the phantom did not disappear from beginning to end, and he did not speak.
Bills wanted to ask about the identity of the phantom many times, but every time he euphemistically wanted to bring the topic to the phantom, Wifeet avoided answering, or changed other topics. Later, Bills didn't bother to ask, so he thought it was a shadow.
"...The prospect of the Fan Continent is worrying, the abyss is irreversible, and the shadow of the devil shrouds the world. I don't know if it is right or wrong for Your Excellency Monchi to do this." Vifete shook his head: "Not only that, neighbor The situation in Guo Yongye also worries me. I always feel that the situation in Yongye is more terrifying than the shadow of the devil. I am worried that with the spread of Yongye, we are not far from being affected..."
Sidmosa is located in the country of abundance, and to the northeast of the country of abundance is the kingdom of Eternal Night.
"Speaking of which, I have always wanted to know, what is going on in the Evernight Kingdom?" Bills asked. Although he knew that the Sleepless City of the Evernight Kingdom had fallen, and the Dark Night Frontier had also begun to prepare to evacuate, the specifics of the Yongye He actually did not understand the reason why most of the country fell.
Wifeette shook his head: "I don't know either, but there should be someone who understands."
"Who?"
"The master of illusions 'Sanders'. He is the only official wizard who has penetrated into the City of Sleepless and survived. He probably knows something."
"Your Excellency Phantom Demon entered the City of Sleepless, and came out?"
"Yes, not only that. I also heard that he also brought out several apprentices from the savage caves, including his students." Vifet did not know, it was not Sanders who brought out the disciples. , the truth was the exact opposite of what he thought.
"student?"
"That's right, it's the person who is currently stirring up the alchemy world in the Southern Region. I remember it seems to be called... Angel."