A crying little whirlwind was truly a rare sight. Deagle glanced at Little Whirlwind for a while before he returned to Gondola and began to lead the way again.
Ten minutes later, the sand had completely disappeared. The ground was still cracked and dry, but the water element in the air was getting stronger. The Verdant Plain should be right ahead.
Deagle circled around the sky and screeched several times, which caused the ground to tremble slightly.
Looking down from Gondola, Angor saw at least a hundred expressionless faces appearing on the ground. The largest of them was at least dozens of meters wide.
Without a doubt, they were all earth-type creatures.
Angor assumed that they were the last line of defense for the Tusk Desert.
The Desert Eagle cried out a few more times at the faces below. Following another rumble, all the faces sank into the ground, and the ground returned to its original calm state.
Deagle returned to Gondola.
"I've already asked the guards at the border to remember mister's aura. The next time mister comes, they won't make things difficult for mister. However, if you still want to fly, you'll need to find a companion. " Deagle paused for a moment before continuing, "The Verdant Plain is about a hundred kilometers ahead. I'll stop here."
Deagle did not linger. As soon as he finished speaking, his body exploded, turning into a cloud of sand. With a gust of wind, he disappeared without a trace.
He used a Cleanse spell to remove the sand from Gondola and set off again.
In less than a minute, Gondola had completely left the dry land behind them, and they could see the greenery in the distance.
He slowed down and looked at Little Whirlwind, who was still trapped in the sand cage.
"We're almost at White Cloud Village. Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Angor took the initiative to greet the tornado. The wise wizards he met along the way all told him that Gentle Wind Uranus was a gentle creature who wouldn't bother him. However, Angor didn't want to worry about it. He wanted to learn more about White Cloud Village, especially from a wind creature.
However, Angor only heard a series of sobbing in response.
"Don't cry."
"There's no point crying now."
He thought he was trying to comfort Little Whirlwind. But when he tried to comfort it, Little Whirlwind began to cry even harder.
Angor felt troubled looking at the crying brat. He had never dealt with such a crybaby in his entire life.
Angor sighed in his mind as he watched the little tornado crying even harder. What a pain in the ass.
Next time, he would have to avoid these kinds of elemental companions.
It seemed Korokro was a good choice. He stuttered a lot, but at least he could keep Angor's ears clean.
While Angor was at his wits' end, he suddenly saw a severed arm lying on the table.
At that moment, Dankros was still immersed in the illusion. However, it was different from its initial frozen posture. It seemed to understand the illusion's intentions and changed into a more comfortable posture. With the mentality of "binge-watching," it began to watch the drama with the theme of "crying."
Seeing Dankros turning around again, Angor's eyes glowed as he thought of something.
Angor had an idea.
He reached out a finger and pointed at the tornado.
With a large number of illusion nodes, the small whirlwind was surrounded by the Nightmare Light Dots.
The little whirlwind was originally crying sadly when she suddenly heard a voice that was filled with childishness and innocence. "Sister Wendy, I, I, I still want to hear the story of Feifei's long nose."
"Stupid Mike. Sister Wendy's stories aren't about Feifei and Long Nose. They're about Dumbo." Another child's voice came.
After a round of laughter, the child spoke again. "I'm sick of Dumbo. I heard from my friends that they're all fake. There's no elephant in the world that can fly."
The first childish voice said, "Yes, there are definitely long noses in the world that can fly, and there are also people who can fly."
"Listen to me, Mike. There's no such thing! Ask Sister Wendy if you don't believe me. Is there really no flying creature in the world apart from birds? There's no way humans and elephants can fly! "
When Little Whirlwind heard this, its mind was filled with question marks. Isn't it normal to fly? Why aren't there flying creatures?
The conversation outside didn't stop because of Little Whirlwind's crying, so Little Whirlwind was a little curious. Didn't you hear me crying?
In addition, the little whirlwind was curious about their conversation, so it secretly opened its eyes and found that although it was still in the sand cage, the environment outside was different. It was an unfamiliar room that it had never seen before. There were many exquisite daily items in the room that it had never seen before. It looked very harmonious and beautiful.
What is this place? Wasn't I on a strange airship?
Before the little tornado could think about it, it was attracted by three humanoid creatures in the room.
The youngest of the three was only four years old, and his name was Mike. The other one was a few years older than Mike, and his name seemed to be John. There was also a little girl in a nightgown who didn't say anything. She was their big sister, Wendy.
Wendy tilted her head and thought for a moment. "We haven't seen them before, so I can't say that they don't exist. I'm sure there are humans who can fly. That's what the books say. "
John pouted. "That's a fairy tale. Fairy tales are all fake."
Before Wendy could refute, another voice came from inside the room. "It's not fake. Humans can fly. I can."
The sudden appearance of the stranger frightened the three children. They turned around and found that a little boy wearing a green hat was sitting on the open windowsill at some point.
The boy chuckled when he saw them looking back. With a light leap, he hovered above the room.
He really did fly!
Under the children's surprised gazes, the boy raised his head and said, "My name is Peter Pan. I'm not the only one who can fly. There are many other flying fairies in Neverland. If you don't believe me, I can take you there. Trust me, it's going to be a wonderful adventure! "
Hearing the word 'adventure', the three children, who were still in their naive period, immediately jumped up in joy. On the other side, when Little Whirlwind saw this scene, her originally teary big eyes lit up like little light bulbs at this moment.
Adventure! Adventure! Adventure!
…
Peter Pan was the illusion Angor prepared for the little tornado.
According to the hologram tablet, children loved to watch cartoons and listen to fairy tales. In order to stop the little tornado from crying, Angor decided to create a fairytale-like illusion so that the little tornado would forget about crying.
Angor knew that many fairy tales were not fairytale-like at all. They often implied things that children did not understand. They were meant for children, but more often than not, they were meant for adults. After hesitating for a while, Angor decided not to touch the traditional fairy tales. Instead, he chose the story he promised to tell Hobbiton, Peter Pan.
While immersing himself in the illusion, Angor began to observe the little tornado's mood.
At first, the little tornado didn't seem to be affected. It only cried a little less loudly. But when Peter Pan showed up, the little tornado's mood changed drastically. Not only did it stop crying, but it also showed a fascinated expression.
Angor did not know what was going on.
Why did the brat show such a warm affection for Peter Pan, just as Hobbiton did?
Angor had no idea what was going on in the kid's mind. But it was not a big deal. He already achieved his goal. The little tornado stopped crying and was attracted by the story. When the story reached its climax, he would simply interrupt it. With a demand came a weakness. Angor was confident that he couldn't deal with the little tornado.
While Little Whirlwind was immersed in the fantasy adventure created by Peter Pan, on the other side, Dan Gross finally finished watching the drama about the crying theme.
When Dangros woke up, he did not reflect on his understanding of "crying". Instead, he rushed to Angor and looked at him with bright eyes.
Under Angor's doubtful gaze, Dangros asked in a flattering tone, "Can you show me something else?"
Angor didn't know what to say. Fine. Another drama addict. Angor began to understand why the drama box became so popular in Floating Mech City as soon as it was released.
It was a different kind of addiction.
Dangros showed a humble and flattering expression and even grabbed Angor's hand like a spoiled child, but Angor still refused.
Dankros was quiet when he was watching the TV series, which was a great experience for Angor. However, they were about to enter the boundary between the Green Plain and White Cloud Village. When the other child woke up, Dankros would have to ask about the village. Dankros was also an elemental creature, so he could earn the child's trust more easily than an alien like Angor.
"If you do well, I'll show you something else next time. For example, Peter Pan, which the little tornado is watching now," Angor said to Dangros.
Of course, Dangros didn't know what Peter Pan was, but he still nodded excitedly when he thought about the new drama. Mr. Magoo sent it here to assist Angor anyway, so it was part of its job to do these things.
Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of the Green Plain even though Angor controlled the Gondola's speed.
At the same time, Little Whirlwind was fully immersed in Peter Pan's story. The plot had reached its first cliffhanger.
Peter Pan took Wendy and the others through the atmosphere and came to a dreamy island. They lay on the clouds and secretly looked at Captain Hook's pirate ship. At this time, the pirate ship's turret was raised and a shell was fired into the sky.
Little Whirlwind was already distracted by Peter Pan's adventure. Now that it saw Peter Pan's group getting hit by the cannonball, it immediately became nervous.
Just as Little Whirlwind was looking forward to what would happen next, the illusion suddenly stopped moving as if time was frozen.
As Little Whirlwind looked around in confusion, the frozen illusion slowly disappeared, and Little Whirlwind returned to the flying boat.
When Little Whirlwind saw Angor again, its big eyes first showed confusion, then disappointment. Tears began to rise from its eyes, and it was about to cry again.
Angor quickly said, "Don't cry if you want to see Peter Pan again."
Hearing the keyword "Peter Pan," the little whirlwind immediately recalled the cannonball that flew into the clouds. As the memory surfaced, its tears also stopped.
Seeing how obedient Little Whirlwind was, Angor once again felt that he had chosen the right path. Fairy tales were the best way to deal with naughty children.
Angor quickly gave Dankros a look while the little thing was still able to listen to him.
Dan Gloss made a gesture that said, "Leave it to me. No problem." Then, he covered his mouth with his ring finger and coughed twice to attract the little whirlwind's attention. Then, he walked to the side of the sand cage and introduced himself as if he was taking in a follower.
Under Little Whirlwind's confused gaze, Dankros began to ask about Little Whirlwind's identity and the current situation of White Cloud Village according to Angor's plan.
In order to get Little Whirlwind to answer, Dankros mentioned Peter Pan's stories from time to time. Little Whirlwind hadn't read the stories yet, but Angor's explanation was enough to whet Little Whirlwind's appetite.
Also, Dankros noticed that Little Whirlwind wasn't interested in Peter Pan. Instead, it was interested in the dreamy and childish adventure stories.
Dankros realized that Little Whirlwind was similar to Little Whirlwind's follower, Traveling Frog. They both loved traveling and adventuring, so Dankros began to talk about Peter Pan's adventures to lure Little Whirlwind into telling the truth again and again.
Angor nodded in satisfaction at Dankros' behavior. Dankros was a tough guy, but as the boss who had hundreds of followers, he was quite good at keeping his followers under control.
As Little Whirlwind spoke, Angor began to learn more about Little Whirlwind's story.
Little Whirlwind was still an elf, but it already had its own name — Anoto. It was born in the World Sound two years ago and lived in the hinterland of White Cloud Village — Wind Island.
Anoto could cry, and it often cried, so it was considered an anomaly on Wind Island.
People didn't dislike Anoto. They just liked to tease it. To the other Wind Elemental lifeforms, their teasing did not have any ill intentions, but to the young Anoto, it was extremely grating.
As a result, Anoto didn't like talking to other wind creatures.
However, Anoto wasn't a complete loner. It had an older sister who treated it very well. Maybe it was because Anoto was born in the sister's territory, so she treated Anoto as one of her family members.
Anoto's sister's name was … Salmado.
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