Muscle Daddy's colorful tent is spacious, but it's still cramped for four men, especially when three of them are rare and strong.
When camping in the desert, sleeping naked is a very common habit. Because the specific heat capacity of sand is very low, the temperature at night will drop very low, so sleeping naked can warm each other.
The last thing Mohadi wanted at this time was to warm himself naked with three muscular men. As soon as he entered the tent, he immediately stated, "What I have learned is unique psionic power. I must meditate alone at night, don't worry about it. I."
Muscle Dad has long since stripped off, and the stench of sweat that hasn't been washed for many days hit his face. The guy below him is also amazingly big, and he is holding his head high at the moment.
"khameez!" Muhadi let out a rare gruff sound. Without waiting for the other person to answer, he left a sentence, "I'm going out to meditate!"
The Dagger Boy and the Giant Butcher still wanted to stop, but they chose to back down after seeing the threat flashing in the boy's eyes.
Only Muscle Dad muttered innocently, "I haven't done anything yet."
After the sun went down, the temperature in the desert dropped rapidly, and Muhadi tightened his robes and walked towards the rising fire.
Mama Sledgehammer was sitting by the fire, and when she saw someone coming, she asked first, "I thought Psions didn't keep watch."
Mama Sledgehammer doesn't look old at all, instead showing a mature charm, but half-elf blood makes it difficult to judge her true age. The flames reflected on her pupils, and she sat motionless by the fire.
"I don't want to be with the three Muscle Daddies," Muhadi said bluntly.
The half-elf woman who was called "the ex-wife" by the muscular dad said, "You don't have to be afraid of him. Even if he likes to take advantage of his mouth and has more eccentricities, he is essentially a good person."
"Are you really his ex-wife?" Muhadi asked curiously.
"I've never had the honor of marrying him." Mom Sledgehammer's tone was calm.
"Then how did you guys, I mean the Desert Warriors, get together?"
"Muscle Dad, Dagger Boy, Giant Butcher, they were all gladiators in Uric City. They were slaves since they were young, so their real names have long been abandoned, and they used the stage names that fit their status as gladiators. Muscle old Dad was invincible on the battlefield and finally won his freedom, and then he bought the freedom of his two brothers and became a mercenary, chasing money and fame everywhere"
"What about you? How did you join the Desert Warriors." The flames flickered, and the desert was windy at night. It was no longer hot, and it was still difficult to endure.
"I am an orphan of mixed blood, born in the slums of Urik, and not accepted by anyone. In the eyes of you humans, I am half-elf. In the eyes of elves, I am half-human. Both races will only emphasize that I am alien That half, won't really accept me. Since the battle of purification, all the hatred between elves and humans has been vented on us hybrids. And the muscle dad is the first I have encountered that has no interracial at all. guy."
Thinking about it carefully, Muscle Dad seems to have really said something like his fraternity. "Do you know how long it will take us to find the Orc Relics?"
Mother Sledgehammer turned her head to look at the tethered Grayscale Years, who were warming each other. "If the map Muscle Daddy got from the antiquities dealer is the real thing, then we're very, very close, two days at the most."
"I think it's a little strange. Listening to Muscle Dad, this orc relic seems to be a great wealth. How did you get the map so easily? Hasn't anyone thought about exploring there before? The desert is full of antiquities. Hunter, why haven't I heard the story of the orc remains?"
Mom Sledgehammer looked up at him. "You found it too? This adventure is full of weirdness."
Muhadi nodded and did not continue the topic.
Looking at the night sky from the desert, Attas has only a few stars at night, but two huge moons are hanging close at hand, as if within reach. Muhadi tried to enter a state of meditation under the starry sky to sort out the psionic power he learned today.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that Master Tianqin only taught theoretical knowledge and was always training the strength of the mind itself. And Aisha happened to share with Muhadi the experience of the specific application of powers. One is for the body, the other is for the use, and it is just right for him to make rapid progress in a short period of time.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Mama Sledgehammer was gone, replaced by Dagger Boy sitting vigil by the fire.
In the desert of Atas, the west wind usually blows at night, and the east wind blows in the early morning. This is because Attas has no ocean and no particularly tall mountains. After the sun sets, temperatures in the region plummet throughout the night, creating a high pressure that blows toward the sunlit hemisphere.
Now the west wind has stopped, and the east wind has not yet picked up. It means that it is midnight now, and there is still some time before the early morning.
"Looks like our terrifying psionic kid has finally woken up!" said the dagger kid, "I've never seen anyone who doesn't sleep in a tent and likes to sleep in the sand."
"It's you?"
"Of course it's me. Am I in line behind the Giantslayer. You've been sitting and sleeping while he's keeping watch!"
Forget it, Mohadi decided to go back to the tent. It's midnight now, so they shouldn't have much trouble.
Dagger Boy saw that Muhadi was about to leave, and reminded him, "Dad said it! Those mummified corpses were members of the army that wiped out the orcs back then! We'll find them soon, and you cheer me up tomorrow!"
Muhadili ignored him and walked away in large strides.
Dagger boy did not expect that the speed of discovering the orc relics was much faster than the most exaggerated and optimistic expectations.
Early the next morning, when Mohadi was the last to walk out of the tent and opened his sleepy eyes, he was surprised to find that everyone had woken up, and they were all staring at the sand in front of them with an expression that was almost stunned.
Isn't there nothing there? The teenager remembered that before camping yesterday, the nearby places were carefully probed to prevent dangerous creatures from hiding.
It wasn't until his sight touched the sand that had been empty yesterday that Mohadi realized that he had made a big mistake.
Although blurry and almost too small to be discernible, there was indeed a silhouette of a building on the horizon ahead.
Muscle Dad widened his giant eyes bigger than a horse, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "It's not a desert mirage."
Aisha also echoed, "It's really not a mirage, that thing is real."
"But there's no way we didn't notice yesterday." Several others were skeptical. "It's impossible for this thing to come over by itself.
"It doesn't matter, according to the map, that thing is in the direction of the ruins we are looking for." Muscle Dad made a decision and announced with great pride. "The word escape has never appeared in Muscle Dad's dictionary!"
"You don't know how to read." Mom Sledgehammer said coldly, which dimmed his glorious image a lot.
This is also incredible. After a sleep, a building suddenly appeared in the sand that was not there yesterday. Muhadi thought, and starting from the tribe, it didn't go far, how could it be possible to reach the so-called orc relic capital? I heard from the elves of the Scorpion tribe that in ancient times, this was the territory of the elves.
Filled with doubts, the young man packed up his luggage, followed the crowd, and headed for the mysteriously appearing ruins.