Chapter 969 Underground Cave

According to the Golden Odd-faced Tribe, the piece of gold fell off from the body of the Earth God, and the complex patterns on the gold piece were the marks from the body of the God.

Thanks to the existence of this piece of gold, there is no need for unnecessary negotiations, communication, or even threats.

Monroe simply mentioned it in Gordon's name, and the Golden Odd-faced Tribe patted their masks and said that their tribe would never trouble the investigation team again in the future.

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

The festival of the Odd-faced Tribe was on the full moon night two days later, and the Golden Odd-faced Tribe warmly invited them to stay as guests.

Although the settlement of the Odd-faced Tribe was not a very comfortable place, it was dark, noisy, and the ground was full of ore, but the group still chose to stay.

Mr. Monroe was very interested in the process of the Odd-faced Tribe holding the festival, and so was Heta. The excitement on their faces seemed to be no less than that of the Odd-faced Tribe.

Gordon Hayata was not so curious about this matter, but as the escorts of this trip, they couldn't leave the two "weak" investigators alone and go back to the stars.

They had to stay together.

The Golden Qimian tribe was very excited about this.

In its view, Gordon was the messenger of the gods. Perhaps only when he was present would the gods appear and accept its tribute and confession.

It even ordered the Qimian tribe to select those shiny high-grade ores and pile up an ore bed for Gordon.

Unfortunately, Gordon declined this, and it would be too uncomfortable to sleep on it.

After staying in the cave of the Qimian tribe for less than two hours, Gordon couldn't sit still. He walked to Mr. Monroe who was observing the carved totems of the Qimian tribe and said that he wanted to go out for a walk.

The old scholar didn't even bother to turn his head, waving his hand to signal him to do whatever he wanted.

Gordon asked tentatively: "Then, can we just come back before the Qimian tribe's festival begins?"

"Yes, the festival is at midnight the day after tomorrow, so we just need to come back before the sun sets the day after tomorrow."

"Okay!" Gordon smiled.

Hayata naturally followed, and she didn't like squatting in the dark cave and watching the Qimian tribe dancing around the fire.

But Heta watched seriously, and she was quickly drawing the dance moves of the Qimian tribe with a charcoal pencil.

In the camp of the Qimian tribe, Mr. Monroe and Heta's safety was guaranteed, and Gordon and the others left the cave with confidence.

The sunlight outside was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. Gordon adapted for a while before lowering his sunshade palm from his forehead.

The climate of the Great Anthill Desert is not as extreme as the great deserts of the Old World. Even in the driest northern area, you can still see many traces of life.

The temperature is not so high that you have to drink cold drinks.

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

"What camp are we going back to now? We can go back in the evening." Gordon stretched his waist and stretched his muscles. Some places in the cave of the strange-faced tribe were relatively low, which made him feel that he couldn't stand straight.

"It's almost time for dinner, meow! Find something to eat, meow!" Xianglan raised her paw and suggested.

"Well, I think this is okay."

"I knew it." Hayata rubbed Xianglan's head, "Didn't the strange-faced tribe just invite us to dinner?"

Gordon laughed dryly, "Did you see the ingredients of the strange-faced tribe?"

"I didn't notice it."

"I didn't see the others clearly, but I saw a dung beetle."

"Huh——?!"

"So this is also part of the reason why I rushed out."

"Okay."

Hayata looked back at the direction of the strange-faced tribe's cave. Although she is not picky about food, the dung beetle is indeed too exciting.

Gordon unfolded the map, "There are not many oases nearby, but there are many caves to the northeast. The map says there are underground rivers in the caves where you can fish.

How about we go fishing for lunch?"

"I agree! I have seasonings for grilled fish!" Pork Chop took out a small bottle.

Hayata and Xianglan had no objections.

"Then let's go!" Gordon ran first.

"Meow?" Xianglan looked a little reluctant, "Don't you want to ride a pterosaur?"

"Why ride a pterosaur for two or three kilometers? Eat more if you're hungry!"

After passing through the cave at the bottom of the rock mountain and entering the cave, the hunters and Elu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Compared to the scorching sun and hot wind outside, the cool and moist air in the cave is so comfortable.

"I'll stay here for the next two days! I won't go out!" Xianglan meowed loudly.

Pig Chop habitually taunted, "Then you stay alone, meow."

Ignoring the two Elu who were quarreling again, Hayata came to a squat beside an underground pool.

The water in the pool was very clear. She took off her wrist armor and carefully touched the water surface with her fingertips.

The water was very cold, probably less than 20 degrees. It should be spring water from deep underground. She licked her fingertips and found that there was no strange smell. Hayata scooped some water with her palm and drank it.

"Good spring water, change the water in the water bag."

Gordon also came over, poured out the water in the water bag that was heated by the sun, and replaced it with cool spring water.

"Hmm? That seems to be it?" Gordon narrowed his eyes.

A red needle-like fin appeared on the water surface.

"It's the Exploding Arowana! There are Exploding Arowanas here too! There are a lot of fireweeds out there!" Piglet threw away Pandan and ran over excitedly.

"No need to reconcile the bombs now."

"Okay, meow." Zhupa lay down by the water and looked at it for a while, then jumped up, "There is also a sashimi fish meow over there, a really big one!"

"Fortunately, I'm prepared." Gordon chuckled and took out a portable fishing rod from his bag.

He hung up the bait and was about to start fishing when he discovered that Hayata had also taken out a fishing rod.

Gordon was stunned, "You take your fishing rod with you when you go out now?"

"It doesn't take up much space anyway." Hayata smiled and threw out the bait.

As soon as their bait entered the water, fish bit the hook almost immediately. The food resources in the water in the cave were relatively scarce, and the fish in the pool had a strong desire to eat.

Without much effort, the two caught enough fish to last them.

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

Shouldn't this thing be a sea fish? How come this thing can still be caught in the water pool of the cave? Are the waters here connected to the sea?

Forget it, if you don’t understand it, stop thinking about it, just eat it and that’s it.

Pandan assembled the portable barbecue grill very consciously, and Pork Chop also took out a knife, quickly cut open and cleaned the greedy tuna, cut it with a knife, and prepared it for barbecue.

Gordon and the two put away their fishing rods. They were not addicted to fishing like Aziz, so it was enough to catch enough fish to eat.

The fuel used by portable barbecue grills is burning charcoal, which has great firepower and can cook food quickly, but it is also very easy to burn.

Fortunately, the pork chop's grilling skills were proficient enough. It constantly adjusted the distance between the fish and the flames, and soon, the burnt aroma began to spread.

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

Pandan, who had eaten so hard, lay down on the ground and stroked her belly, as if this would speed up digestion and allow her to eat more in a while.

A quarrel is a quarrel, and he will never eat less of the pork chop.

"Meow?"

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

"What's wrong?" Hayata looked over.

Pandan's sense of hearing and smell are very keen. Once there is any movement or abnormality, it is often the first to discover it.

"Don't make any noise yet, meow." Xianglan said.

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

Xianglan lay down on the ground again and put her ears to the ground. This was how she heard some movement just now.

After listening carefully for a while, it raised its head and said, "There is some movement, it should be somewhere deeper in the cave."

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

Xianglan gave Pig Chop a gesture, indicating that it could continue grilling fish, and then said: "It's not a meow, it's a small creature meow.

It should be cats such as elf deer or orcs, but there may be a lot of cats, at least a dozen cats. "

"The Elf Deer will not gather together as a dozen, and neither will the Strange Face Clan. The nearby Strange Face Clan are all subordinates of the Golden Strange Face Clan, and they will not gather here."

Hayata analyzed, "Maybe it's Detel? Didn't Mr. Monroe say that there is also a Detel ethnic group living here in the northern part of the wasteland."

"I have the impression that it's called the 'Guardian Clan'?"

Gordon recalled it and said with a smile: "There shouldn't be any danger. Let's go take a look after eating later.

Maybe you can encounter something interesting? "