Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

Shirtel frowned, obviously not recognizing the cloaked lizardman in front of him.

"You got the wrong person?"

"No, I won't admit my mistake!"

The cloaked lizardman said excitedly, almost kneeling on the ground.

"Master Shirtel, half a month ago, you entered the depths of the hot land to find the legendary holy object for our family, but you never returned."

"We are incompetent and unable to follow in your footsteps."

"Seeing you back now, I can't help it..."

The cloaked lizard man looked at Shirtel, and asked in a tone of expectation and anxiety: "Master Shirter, may I ask, have you found the sacred object of my clan?"

At this time, Gard discovered that under the cloak of the cloaked lizardman, besides the characteristics of the lizardman, there were also many characteristics of the Terran.

But not from the Safra people living in Sargon, but from the Kuranta people living in farther regions.

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The appearance of the lizard man gave Gard a guess.

"(Old language) You are, the child of the nightmare!?"

......

Outside the market, Sereya and her party were waiting outside for Gard's return.

Carnelian was a little annoyed.

Because Gard went to the market with Shirtel and didn't take her with him.

The lizard girl Laya was very sad because she saw that the relationship between Gard and Shirtel was getting better and better. Does Brother Gard like that type?

Before Gard came back, the group of people had nothing to do.

Except for the few operators who were in charge of guarding, the other operators who had nothing to do played poker, and Saria rarely stopped them.

Suddenly, Selea seemed to hear something. She found that the cry of the llama became low, and the people in the other caravans around became a little panicked.

She immediately asked someone in the team who could speak Sargon to find Laya.

"It's hot air!"

Laya still remembered that Serena and the others were brought by Galde, so she replied immediately.

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I heard this name from Gard's manual. In the hot land, the horror of the hot wind is like the natural disasters that Terrans are familiar with.

Hot wind is a natural disaster of Foehn-hot land!

The camels in the caravan have already started digging the earth and digging holes. The camels are actually a kind of disaster beast. They can still keep moving at a speed of [-] to [-] kilometers per hour despite the harsh environment of hot soil.

But in the face of natural disasters, it chose to save its life very conscientiously.

If the caravan's cargo hadn't been dismantled at the beginning, it would have suffered heavy losses because of the action of the llama.

Even so, the vehicles that were originally installed on the cameo were completely lost due to the movement of the cameo.

"Director Serena, Miss Laya said that there is a cellar for hiding in the market. We must enter the cellar to survive the hot wind."

"Then let's go in!"

Serena said without hesitation.

"But, Director, all our things are outside..."

"I can't take care of that much anymore."

Serena is not a person who can't tell the priority. If the supplies are gone, you can find them again, but if the people are gone, what's the use of having more supplies?

"Follow Laya and the others, they are locals here, they must know which place is safer."

"Yes."

An operator asked.

"Director, what about Mr. Gard?"

"Don't worry about him."

Serea shook her head.

"Even if something happens to us, nothing happens to him."

"after all."

"He is a man who walked out of the hot land alive!"

......

In the market, Gard looked at the cloaked lizard man and became more and more sure of his guess.

Not long ago, he had confronted Nightmare in a dream, and seeing the descendants of Nightmare at this time, Gard couldn't bear the slightest thought of hostility in his heart, but couldn't help but sigh.

Because the lizard man in front of him, besides having a human-like face, could hardly see any nightmare features.

With the pride of those nightmares, they will definitely not admit that they have such descendants.

He was even more shocked than when he saw Shirtel. After hearing what Gard just said, the lizardman looked at Gard and said in shock: "Why do you speak the language of our family?"

Moreover, it is a language that only the priests of their clan can master. These ordinary clansmen can understand it, but they can't speak it.

The cloaked lizardman even had the absurd idea that the man in front of him was more fluent than the high priest when he spoke their language just now.

how can that be! ?

Because in the view of the cloaked lizardmen, Gard is no different from other lizardmen at all, except that they are more handsome, stronger, and have a better tail.

It can't be the clansmen of their clan who were left outside.

Although the appearance is almost the same as that of ordinary lizardmen, the cloaked lizardmen know that their ancestors had a glorious past, which is not comparable to those indigenous lizardmen who have no history and culture.

Therefore, the cloaked lizardman looked at Gard and became a little humbled. He asked cautiously:

"My lord, are you?"

"I'm just a passing crocodile man, and I just happen to know something about you."

Gard waved his hand. Not long ago, he had a big fight with Nightmare in the Empire of Consciousness. He didn't anger the children of Nightmare, the cloaked lizardmen, because he knew that these Nightmare, which were almost the same as the lizardmen, might not even enter The empire of consciousness doesn't even know.

He wasn't stingy enough to target a lizardman.

"I'm just a little curious about the sacred artifact in your mouth, what exactly did you ask Shirtel to find, and why Shirtel helped you."

Everything is connected, the reason for the early arrival of the rainy season, the appearance of Shirtel, and Shirtel's amnesia.

As for why Shirtel appeared in the hot land, if you go back and look for it, you should be able to find relevant records.

Hearing Gard's mention, the cloaked lizardman looked at Shirtel with some confusion, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

"Master Shirter..."

"Come on, I really want to know why I helped you before I lost my memory."

Shirtel nodded slightly, and did not hide his amnesia.

Hearing her words, the cloaked lizardman's complexion changed, and his expression became bitter, because he knew that Shirtel must have failed, so he lost his memory.

With a hunched body, the cloaked lizardman packed up his package and guided Gard and Shrter in the direction.

"You two adults, please come with me, and I will tell you everything I know."

Gard nodded, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly looked up into the distance.

He found that the color of his scales had changed a little, as if a trace of hot wind had blown through the slits of his scales.

"Hot wind..."

Gard noticed that some of the domesticated disaster beasts around them began to become restless, and many lizardmen still retained their sense of natural disasters, and their complexions also changed.

"Hot wind, hot wind is coming!"

The cloaked lizard man in front of the two looked flustered, and he hurriedly said: "My lords, please come to my house quickly. An underground passage has been built under my house to block the hot wind."

"No, I still have friends outside, I have to find them first."

Gard shook his head. He didn't expect that the hot wind, a rare natural disaster that happened every few years, would encounter him again. The last time he stayed in the desert, the hot wind almost scraped off a layer of his skin.

Even if he is like this, ordinary people can almost be said to be dead in that environment.

And the hot air penetrates everywhere, unless it is a deep enough cellar, as long as there is a trace of hot air blowing in, the people in the entire cellar will be roasted into charcoal.

"But......"

The cloaked lizard man wanted to persuade Gard, but seeing that Gard was already walking outside, he had no choice but to look at Shirtel.

However, Shirtel didn't even look at him, and walked away after Gard.

"Sirtel, it might be better for you to hide first."

"Are you underestimating me?"

Shirtel raised his head and said dissatisfied.

"I can take care of myself, I don't need you to worry about it!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Gard thought about it, with Levantin's protection, Shirtel might be more at home in the hot wind than him.

Behind, the cloaked lizard man gritted his teeth when he saw Gard and Shirtel leave.

"My lords, please wait for me!"

Their family found the hope of retrieving the lost sacred object in Shirtel. Although Shirtel failed, she went to the depths of the hot land and came back alive. This is the greatest success.

As for the other tall lizard man, although he didn't know what his relationship was with Mr. Shirtel, he knew their clan's language, and might know their clan's lost past.

No matter what, he couldn't watch the hope of the tribe's rise leaking from his fingertips.

The hot wind is blowing, but the real natural disaster is still thousands of miles away.

Deep in the hot soil, a pair of eyes slowly opened with the burning wind of the earth.

It smells disgusting.