Whoosh …
The sky was filled with yellow sand. This was not just a world of sand, but also a space of storms. In this vast and boundless world, the seemingly barren desert was occupied by the fear under the sand dunes, attacking any life on the sand dunes.
Every oasis in the boundless desert was the cradle of life, and different countries and civilizations were built around the oases to flourish.
Water was the most important resource in the Sandstorm World!
The value of water was not only reflected in its ability to nurture life and nourish the vitality of all living things, but it was also reflected in this world that was ruled by fear under the boundless yellow sand. It was the only thing that the weak and insignificant humans could avoid from the fear under the sand.
Hum hum hum hum!
Four mechanical devices more than ten meters long floated forward on the desert like sailboats. However, due to mechanical power and other reasons, these mechanical devices could only float a few meters above the ground, and their speed was relatively slow.
Although the magic crystal technology in this world had made great progress, the noise of the desert boats moving forward was still relatively loud, and it was inevitable that they would become the prey of the sandworms under the sand. However, these desert boats had a necessary purpose of existence, and that was to bring necessary luxury goods and information to the royal families, nobles, and wealthy merchants of different oasis countries.
"Hey, hey, stop!"
At the bow of the desert boat, a Schaff wrapped in white cloth suddenly shouted toward the steering cabin. As the person with the best vision in the oasis, every Schaff was the guarantee that the desert boat would reach its destination safely.
Beep beep beep!
After a low whistle, the leading boat of the desert boat fleet stopped, and the three desert boats following behind quickly stopped as well. The panic-stricken crew quickly came to the high-pressure water cannon, cold sweat dripping from their pale faces, and their trembling breaths rising and falling. Their expressions were ferocious, and they were on full alert.
"How many are coming, what's the highest level, and how much water do we have left in reserve?"
The fat bellied merchant stepped on the deck, and ran out. His heavy breathing echoed through the deck, and his hand holding the folding fan could not help but tremble.
"We still have seven hundred and twenty gallons of stored water, enough to deal with ten-meter sandworms!"
The chief water cannon commander looked at the water tank, and then shouted to the water gunners, "Listen to my orders, adjust the water pressure to thirty knots. No one panic, and don't waste a drop of water. Wait for the sandworms to get close before shooting!"
The people on the boat were scared out of their wits, and they could faintly hear the 'wuwuwu' sobs of the crew on their first voyage.
Only then did Schaff, who was in charge of danger, run down from the high platform at the bow of the boat and said to the merchant and the supervisor, "It's not sandworms, it's people. They seem to have fainted. If we don't save them, they'll be roasted alive in the desert even if they're not eaten by the sandworms. "
"People!?"
Hearing this, not only the merchant and supervisor, but everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
The merchant and the steward followed Shaft to the bow and looked in the direction Shaft was pointing at. They could vaguely see two figures lying on the sand dune, wrapped in white satin. They had probably fainted from dehydration and were not moving at all.
Seeing this, the merchant slowly said, "This is the meeting point of the desert boats of various countries, and it is also the gathering place of the sandworms. It seems that these two people were thrown off the boat after it was attacked and left here, then fainted. Fortunately, they fainted and didn't make any noise. Otherwise, they would have been eaten by the sandworms nearby. "
Obviously, he was more concerned about his goods and did not want to cause trouble. The merchant said, "Let's go. People die in the desert every day. We are not saviors. They should have been prepared to die when they left the oasis. The sandworms are the rulers of the desert."
The chief steward and the others were clearly leaning towards the merchant's choice, but at this moment, Schaff spoke up. "There's a woman."
"Woman!?"
Instantly, the merchant realized that something was not right.
Death and danger accompanied the boat in the desert. Normally, no woman would be allowed to board the boat, unless it was a private hire. This kind of woman usually had an extraordinary status, and could even be royalty!
If that was the case, saving this woman would be worth more than four ships worth of goods.
"Quick, save them!"
Making a prompt decision, the merchant who had the most authority on the ship ordered. While directing the crew, he pulled the chief steward aside and whispered to him. Then, the chief steward also seemed to be enlightened.
Ten minutes later.
Millie and Grimm, who were dressed in luxurious silk clothes, were rescued by the boat. After being moved into the most comfortable room in the cabin and fed some water, Millie was the first to wake up.
After Grimm and Millie left the trash world, they appeared in the underground of the desert world and learned about the basic form of the Sandstorm World from the deceased King of Worms, which was the relationship between the various civilizations and the sandworms.
In this world, all energy came from a type of ore in the desert — sand crystals.
Sand crystals were divided into different grades, but if one wanted to mine them, they would have to bear the risk of being hunted by the sandworms. These were terrifying creatures that burrowed into the sand, ranging from one or two meters to dozens of meters in size. They were similar to giant earthworms, but countless times more terrifying. Relying on their sense of hearing and skin vibrations, they hid under the sand dunes all year round and attacked nearby creatures. Therefore, the entire desert was shrouded in the terror of these worms.
Strangely, these incomparably terrifying creatures in the desert had an irresistible fear of water. It could even be said that it was not only fear, but also a fatal poison. Water could easily corrode the acidic fat behind the hard skin of the sandworms, melting everything. Therefore, the civilizations of various tribes could build their countries in oases.
However, in recent years, these sandworms that ruled the desert began to be troubled by a type of parasite, and their numbers decreased considerably. Therefore, the King of Sandworms tried to communicate with the foreign world to find a solution.
As the ruler of the Sandstorm World since ancient times, the ultimate embodiment of terror, the King of Sandworms naturally knew that these parasites did not appear for no reason. The so-called result of natural evolution was a conspiracy, a conspiracy against the sandworms, a conspiracy against the rulers of this world, a challenge to the creatures at the top of the food chain in this world!
Unfortunately, before the King of Sandworms could come up with a countermeasure, it was accidentally destroyed by Grimm and Millie.
Wherever the two rulers of the game's life went, it was a paradise for their experiments.
"Honorable lady, by the looks of it, you must have been unconscious on the sand dune for a long time. I saved you. Let me introduce myself. I am the ancient Yitman of Heze Lou Ancient City, and this is my second son, Chuta. I'm very happy to see you wake up again. "
Looking at the dignified and elegant Milly in front of him, Yitman's second son, Yitman, who was in the prime of his life, couldn't help but say, "Beautiful lady, you are the most noble and sacred woman I have ever seen. Even those royal families can't compare to you. If I can obtain your name, I am willing to be your most loyal follower and accompany you on this journey."
Millie glanced at Grimm, who was still pretending to be unconscious, and said sadly, "I am a princess of Luolou Country, but now it's history. After the water dried up, we lost our home and everything. We even lost the desert boat, and now we only have one servant left. If you hadn't saved me this time, I'm afraid that even Luolou Country's history would have been lost, sob sob sob … "
Hearing this, merchant Yitman's expression changed to one of disappointment.
On the other hand, his second son, Chuta's eyes lit up with anticipation.
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