Chapter 1020 The King’s Invitation (?)

Pork Chop didn't sleep well all night.

It had a nightmare. Hundreds of Qimian tribes surrounded the temporary camp and asked it to grill fish for them. They said they would not leave until they were all full.

When it worked itself to death and fed the 200th or 300th Qimian tribe one by one, the first one was hungry again.

Infinite loop, it grilled fish all night in its dream.

When it woke up from its sleep, it found that Gordon and others were looking at it.

"What did you dream about?" Gordon asked with a smile, "You meowed so miserably."

"You kept shouting 'There's not enough seasoning, meow!', 'Go catch some more fish, meow!'" Gail smiled and imitated the shrill tone of Pork Chop.

"Meow" Pork Chop turned his head and lied, "I don't remember, meow."

Everyone could see that it was not sincere. Hayata smiled and rubbed its head, "It's just a nightmare, it's better to forget it."

Then he handed it a piece of grilled fish left over from yesterday for breakfast.

Pork chop held the grilled fish, not very appetizing, but finally shook his head and stuffed the fish into his mouth.

It was still delicious.

Master Yuanye prepared his luggage and even put the waterproof leather backpack on his back, "Pack up and get ready to go.

Let's start exploring the caves that the hunting cats found yesterday. I am a little concerned about those crystal particles. They should not have been so obvious before."

The hunters had no objection. They were fully armed and were about to set off after checking the props and supplies in their bags.

But there were guests who arrived at the camp first, and they were several strange-faced people.

From the pattern on the mask, one of them was the guy they encountered yesterday, and he was waving at them happily at this time.

The leading one looked more stable. Its mask was larger and more gorgeous than that of ordinary strange-faced people. It might be the leader of this strange-faced people.

It would be great if the other party could speak the common language of the Old World, Gordon expected so in his heart.

"Gabaka Yaga!" The leading strange-faced people greeted.

Well, it won't.

But the other party seemed to be prepared. It held up a piece of leather with a graffiti on it.

The picture showed some strange-faced people, a few Elu, and some of them looked particularly scary, but considering their size and the characteristics of standing on two legs, they were most likely the stuff of "hunters". They were baring their teeth and claws, and there were several flames around them.

"What does this mean? Inviting us to set fire together?" Gale guessed randomly.

"That's obviously not what it means." Ansel moved closer to the leather. "I think those are bonfires. Maybe they want to hold a festival with us?"

Everyone agreed that Ansel's guess was more reliable.

The strange-faced person holding the leather turned the leather over again, and there was another graffiti behind it.

The meaning of this picture was much clearer. It was a strange-faced person with an extremely exaggerated and gorgeous mask. Next to it was an Elu with milky white hair. The two were holding hands and each raised a leg as if dancing.

"It's the King of the Strange Face Tribe, meow!" Pig Chop recognized the shape of the mask, "Is it also around here, meow?"

Gordon bit his nails and was photographed by Hayata. He changed his dry smile to pinching his chin, "Well, if you put the two pictures together, it does look like an invitation from the King of the Strange Face Tribe. The king is quite enthusiastic?"

Master Yuanye, who was originally going to investigate the crystals in the cave, also became interested, "Invitations from the Strange Face Tribe are not common, it's worth going. So Pig Chop and the King of the Strange Face Tribe have such a good relationship?"

When she mentioned this, everyone also felt something strange.

It was not long ago that Pig Chop parted ways with the Strange Face Tribe. Why did the King of the Strange Face Tribe like to invite Pig Chop to a banquet together?

"Or is there any other purpose?" An Xier was a little skeptical. "This time it invited not only Pork Chop, but also us from the painting and the graffiti."

Gordon didn't dwell on it so much. "Maybe it just invited its companions, or maybe it wanted to ask us something. We can't guess what the result is.

Since there is no ill intention, just go directly. We will know the specific reason after we meet.

Anyway, we also want to get some information about the northern part of the continent from them, right?"

"That's right." An Xier agreed with this statement.

After a brief discussion, they changed today's itinerary.

Gale was left behind to "watch the house". After these days of continuous travel, it was exhausted as a packhorse, so it was just time to rest.

The others followed the few strange-faced people and left the camp.

Maybe the king of the strange-faced people specifically instructed them, so the strange-faced people were very considerate and did not take the narrow shortcut.

All along the way, they walked on relatively spacious and flat mountain roads. Even the narrowest cave entrance, Gordon could walk through it by lowering his head slightly and leaning sideways.

There was no embarrassing situation where the strange-faced people and cats could pass through the cave entrance, but the hunters were stuck.

After winding along the mountain path for a while, they followed a downward passage and entered the underground cave.

Master Yuanye, who was going down the passage, seemed to have discovered something. She said "Huh", stopped and raised her hand and said, "Sorry, can you wait for me?"

The hunters stopped, and the strange-faced people who led the way in front also turned back curiously, wondering why these people suddenly stopped.

Master Yuanye came to a corner of the passage and squatted down, turning her cane over.

This cane is a collection of various tools.

There is a projectile installed at the end of the staff. This projectile is larger than the projectors usually mounted on the arms of hunters and investigators, and has a longer range. This is what Gale mistakenly thought was a light crossbow.

The part of the stick head that resembles a gun butt is a folding pickaxe.

She unfolded the pickaxe and struck something carefully.

Soon, she stood up holding an inconspicuous "ore" the size of a fist.

Everyone came closer and looked at the irregular blue stone curiously.

"Is this amber?" Ancil, who has extensive knowledge of all kinds of "expensive items," asked with some uncertainty, "Blue amber? This is really the first time I've seen it."

"Yes, this is an ancient amber, which may contain memories from ancient times." Master Yuanye said happily.

"Yeah? I thought amber or something would be more sparkly." Gale, who lacked knowledge of various "expensive items", approached the piece of amber that was still half wrapped in a stone.

She couldn't understand how something as dusty as this could become expensive jewelry.

Anhil glanced at her sideways, "This is a raw stone that has not been polished yet. Clean off the stone flakes attached to the surface, grind off the rough parts of the outer layer, and polish it a little, it will be astonishingly beautiful.

Not to mention that this piece is an unprecedented sea blue color and is not small in size. If it contains some long-extinct ancient creatures, it can fetch a surprisingly high price if it is sent to East Doruma. "

"How do you calculate the sky-high price?"

"Dozens or millions of z."

"Nima, you damn rich people."

Master Yuanye frowned slightly.

Ancier suddenly realized that he was a little reckless. In the eyes of scholars and investigators who pursue knowledge, amber containing ancient information cannot be measured by money.

"Is it really worth that much money?" Master Yuanye suddenly said.

Anhil subconsciously replied: "If the condition is good and the contents are clear and special, the price may even be higher. Even if there is nothing inside, the color alone is valuable enough."

After hearing this, Master Yuanye carefully put away the amber, "I'll keep it for research for a while, and then I'll find a way to sell it."

"ah?"

"What the investigation team lacks is a lot of money and supplies, not a beautiful piece of amber."

Ps. Every time I see the amber dots in the Land of Dragon Crystals, I think, "How scary is the price of this jb thing?"