Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

This featherless steel arrow fell from the sky and burst into the embankment between the two pools. It was extremely stable and accurate without any tremor.

But where it penetrated, the strong wind it carried plowed out a terrifying deep hole.

The drifters were startled.

Someone raised his hands above his head and was about to kneel down - even though he didn't know what he had done wrong, he had to pray to the big man who could shoot such an arrow to admit his mistake and spare his life.

"The one ahead is the Poison Pool."

At this moment, a faint female voice came from their side.

Many drifters, including the old man surnamed Li, looked back and saw a petite figure emerging from a pool a few deep pits away from them, stepping ashore step by step.

Bo was wet all over.

Her hair was close to the sides, but her eyes were bright...and the water droplets leaking from her clothes were slightly turbid, but they were normal lake water.

behind her.

Follow the livestock caravan that is swimming together.

The Chamber of Commerce on the distant shore didn't have any special feeling. In their eyes, Bo's previous path followed the lake that the rafters had already tried.

She just changed direction before entering the exposed poisonous pool.

It was so natural and smooth all the way.

In fact, everyone looked at the actions of this group of drifters and had the intention of using them to explore the road.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the territory of technology hunters and it was difficult to use force, otherwise someone would have already ordered the drifters to divide into countless small teams in twos and threes, and test out every potential poisonous pool one by one like thunder.

So when I saw this noble caravan following the drifters, I felt that they had more or less the same intention.

Just a little more eager.

Can't wait until the castaways fully figure out the situation.

However, as if to confirm what Bo said, a layer of colorful oil suddenly appeared on the surface of the water pool that the drifters in front of them were about to step into.

Snap.

The steel arrow that fell from the sky fell backwards and fell into the water. Under its arrow, the hollow sand embankment had already collapsed. Just a small amount of force caused a chain reaction, causing the gravel deep under the water to break. The stone rolled into the bottom of the lake and stirred up the precipitated pollutants before it became visible to people.

Whether it was this woman's foresight or her superb shooting skills with arrows, the drifters were stunned.

They looked at each other.

However, just being able to point out a poisonous pool is nothing. The real key is where to go - among the drifters on the shore, some weak people have begun to tremble.

This is the difficulty of wading in the depression lagoon.

If there were only a few pools of water, they could still find ways to ask for directions in advance by throwing stones, or simply send a representative to swim there before talking.

No matter what kind of undercurrent is encountered, or the water itself is polluted.

It only hurts one or two people.

However, the water pools in front of them are densely packed and continuous, separated only by sand embankments that can only temporarily stand on and may collapse at any time... It is destined that once they wait, swimmers will have to stay wet on the shore for nearly three times as long. , hypothermia and the subsequent influenza disease will become more deadly killers, and only quick decisions can be made.

In contrast, even if they all waded into the poison pool, they would not be fatal immediately.

As for possible hidden diseases.

That's not a luxury issue that people like them, whose lives are thinner than paper, need to consider.

Seeing this, the old man surnamed Li wiped his face to remove the dirt that had been stained before: "Thank you for informing me..."

He took a closer look and indeed found various signs before the poisonous pool was exposed.

Just pretty hidden.

Of course, it is easy to distinguish those pools with black oil floating on the water, but to recognize such alternative hidden poisonous pools with inexplicable pollutants... sometimes even some hunters in Lake Town today cannot do it.

However, prior instrument test paper testing is required.

The old man didn't know how he recognized the girl from the foreign caravan, but he had his own understanding: these people probably needed their help to explore the road, so they came to establish a relationship.

In the past, even he himself had done a lot.

Both parties have become accustomed to this kind of relationship.

If you take the initiative in everything, you won't get to the point where the big shots take action and cannot get off the stage.

The old man has already found the next water target to dive into. This time he confirmed that it must be healthy and safe water, but there may be dangers such as undercurrents at the bottom of the eddy or insects and snakes that may exist in other wetlands.

However, just as he was about to enter the water.

But he heard a popping sound - across the sand embankment in the distance, Bo tied his hair again and jumped straight into the water again.

Where water splashes.

It happened to be the target he chose.

In less than a moment, across several hundred meters of water, Bo emerged from the undercurrent again and made a 'safe' gesture towards the rear.

At this time, she had completely surpassed the drifters.

"Are they..." The merchants on the shore in the distance gradually discovered the clues, "Are they opening a road directly?"

I saw, following Bo's guidance.

The pack animal caravan behind her did not carefully climb the sand embankment, make slight corrections, and wait for the next 'road' to be discovered before setting off.

The leading camel followed closely behind. Driven by Cone, it hit the bank directly. Its strong body broke through the sand that blocked the two waters like a plow, and the muddy water poured out.

The waterway they walked through.

Connected as one.

The pack animals behind, with the caravan members, followed without stopping.

In this way, as long as Bo took the wrong path once, the water in the poison pool would pour out and pollute all the waterways that had been opened before - but both she and the people who entrusted her to go forward had absolute confidence in her.

In fact, Bo did not miss it.

"This is... the practice of the hunters in Lake Town." A businessman who had been traveling to the lagoon in the depression recognized it.

He did not say that Bo was a technology hunter from Lake Town, but he saw a sense of déjà vu from it.

This is exactly what might happen when the technology hunters set out from Lake Town to pick up the Chamber of Commerce and drifters - they would drive the leather iron boat, test the water quality in advance at the bow, and then ride the wind and waves all the way to directly grind out a waterway.

Directly to the periphery.

For technology hunters, they do not need to swim, but they also need to prevent the water in the poison pool from polluting the inner city along the trajectory of the boat.

That is where everyone lives.

As for whether outsiders will swim directly along the waterway that has been verified to be safe, or pay a sum of Kai coins to take the ferry, that is not the key issue they care about.

Occasionally, merchants will see that some leaders do not rely on instruments, but rely on their own water skills and eyesight to distinguish the poison pool in front of them - because they omit the process of testing and waiting for the analysis results, sometimes they are more efficient in opening the way.

But there are very few people who can do this, after all. Even among technology hunters, they have to be good hunters who grew up in such an environment and have acquired rich experience.

"Still, still... what are you doing?" Shi Cha lay on the back of a camel, his lips purple and trembling, "Hurry up and catch up!"

He shouted to the drifters passing by.

This little nobleman in Kaidun City used to wait for the Lake Town Hunter to come out to open the way and take the ferry when traveling to the depression lagoon... Who would have thought that there would be a day when he would open the way for others?

If it weren't for the camel that is good at water.

It's very cold in autumn and winter, and it's freezing cold.

Su Cheng on the other side was in much better condition. Although as an inland person from the North United City, he was not good at swimming and had to be pulled by pack animals to cross the water - and if it weren't for the reminder from the great leader, he almost forgot to take off his heavy armor. He was really inexperienced.

But the cold couldn't do anything to him.

However, at this moment, Su Cheng looked at the small splash of water at the front of the team and was thoughtful.

Not to mention the vague sense of déjà vu of his own omen on the lady... He roughly understood the other party's strength, and also knew that the strong people at their level or even above had a strong resistance to such pollutants.

The drifters had to explore the way at the cost of their health and even safety. Even if Bo had no ability to distinguish the poison pool, she would not actually cause much damage if she took a wrong step, at most it would just be a little disgusting.

But.

Su Cheng knew very well: the strong people of their level would not do such a thing... At least as a warrior, he himself had never seen a precedent in the past.

Just like there are always people dying of hunger in the world, there must be another group of people who are greedy for that little bit of food and worried about losing their body shape, so they eat delicious food and then spit out everything, so that they can enjoy it infinitely.

They are the same.

Su Cheng thinks that as a warrior, he has to risk his noble body being stained and humiliated by filth to open the way for the untouchables... It is completely unreasonable and unimaginable.

This is not his arrogance.

But the living environment has always been like this. Such rules and dogmas are everywhere like air and water. No one will question it, let alone take the initiative to offend it.

It's commonplace.

If Su Cheng is a lower-level person, he will do the same and agree with it from the bottom of his heart.

If I have such a status, I can't be above others... Then what do I need this status for?

Although the scene in front of him is just a trivial matter, thinking of his own experience, it is the subtleties that make Su Cheng a little touched.

Could it be that there are really people in the world who will make different choices?

"Follow me, follow me!"

The person who spoke was not the drifter, but the merchants who had been watching on the distant shore. The former had already followed the caravan.

Bo even prepared a long rope like a tail on several idle pack animals, so that if there were drifters who were exhausted, they could grab the rope for strength.

It was their original plan to open the way without waiting for the Lake Town Hunter to help.

But just like the conversation between Lu Meng and Bo: seeing the difficulties of these ordinary drifters, she couldn't help but step forward to help...but it was her own "selfishness" as an anti-slaver.

For Lu Meng.

It wouldn't drag down the caravan anyway.

So he had no problem.

At this time, the merchants wandering on the shore realized that the previous caravan had not only surpassed the drifters at some point and led the way, but also went further and further.

With the leadership of Bo, the former Lake Town Hunter, their progress was amazingly fast.

It was impossible for people to react at all.

Moreover, even if most of the merchants were not in a mood to watch the joke, they were mostly just watching, thinking that the other party would soon run into a wall and return.

Some people had even set up camp.

They were ready to spend the night here.

Now at sunset, the crowds of people swimming in the water turned into small dots and gradually disappeared into the sky. However, the opened waterway did not have any dirt flowing back into it. It was probably a success... Only then did the merchants panic.

Some were fighting for the remaining ferries, or some of the caravans with pack animals were imitating others and just swam directly across. All in all, it was chaos.

Available from the beginning.

No one has discovered it, except the drifters and the animal caravans.

There is also a figure.

He was wearing a bamboo hat and a long coat, and he was holding a big dog behind him. His bones looked thick... He didn't enter the water, but he was just walking on the dangerous and narrow sand embankment.

Avoid the pools.

Walk steadily and leisurely.

He clearly didn't hide it.

But the eyes of others seemed not to fall on him at all, and they ignored him so easily.

It stands to reason that such an increase in distance would be no less than circling the entire depression lagoon. However, the man's speed was not slow at all, and he soon entered the depths of various lakes.

The hem of Lu Meng's clothes rose and fell, revealing the masterpiece-level old-world crossbow on his waist - it was he who shot the arrow just now.

Dusk sets and the moon rises.

Looking around, the red fire clouds and the shadows of the dark night are intertwined. The thousands of pools and lakes on the ground are like a gemstone mirror divided into fragments, reflecting the scenery of the sky and the earth.

Lu Meng in the center raised his head again to feel the sky, then touched the dog's head behind him and said to himself:

"It's almost time..."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the small bone behind him suddenly turned into a huge white wolf, and the iron lock of the collar on his body was opened directly, and the mane around his neck was flying fiercely in the wind.

Like a flag.

The figure of this giant beast instantly surpassed the upright Lu Meng. It felt the power of returning, and a great majesty naturally emanated from its body...until Xiaogu saw himself reflected in the water and shook his head excitedly. Tail.

Lu Meng turned over and rode on its back.

The giant white wolf ran wildly, and the sand embankment that could only support one person and one wolf gradually collapsed behind them, stirring up foul-smelling poisonous water, mixed with clear and turbid water, but not a drop of water fell on the soles of Xiaogu's feet and on the legs.

It jumped by.

The vigorous figure is reflected in the water.

Heading in a straight line towards the center of Qianhu Lake.

In the towering observatory, a young man with a chicken coop on his head seemed to have forgotten that he had a pencil in his mouth, and only used one finger dipped in ink to write and draw on the paper.

Then he paused.

He looked at the recorded data for a while, and then sighed softly:

"Swale Lagoon...it's raining again."

Outside, there was thunder.