My fairy tale is actually a strange story

Chapter 76 Our Secret

"Little Sword Attendant, Little Sword Attendant."

Jiang Yuncheng gently shook the sleeping girl who was drooling, "Xu Hong sent a message saying that the black storm is going to stop."

Counting the time, the black storm lasted for a day and began to weaken. At least there was no sign that it would blow hard for several days, making it impossible for subsequent rescue teams to arrive.

"Well…"

Xiao Jianshi was in a bad state of sleep and got up with a messy hair on his head, but he still held the seal scroll tightly in his arms and used the game chip to call up the interface in a daze to confirm the content of the chat room.

The black storm is still going on, but fortunately the intensity has reduced, and it has reached the point where Xu Hong can climb out of the stealth cabin, get some supplies, and go back to wait.

Players outside judged that after another day or so, the black storm should subside, and it would be almost time for the follow-up rescue team to arrive.

After reading the message, the little swordsman confirmed the current moment and said, "I've been sleeping for so long."

The little sword servant had a good sleep this time, and the span was 10 hours, which meant that Jiang Yuncheng had stayed at night for such a long time.

"Do you... want to take a break?"

"It's okay, I can't sleep in this situation."

"That won't work."

The little swordsman murmured, "Being able to eat and sleep in a harsh environment is a very important player quality."

When you go to a dangerous area to sweep away evil objects or conquer a dungeon, you can imagine the poor conditions during the adventure. Players who stay outside and use the stealth cabin to assist in the dungeon are fine. Players who enter the dungeon in person and conquer the dungeon have even worse conditions for food, drink and rest.

Seize the opportunity to fall asleep when you can rest, and be able to force yourself to eat the food necessary to maintain operations no matter how bad your appetite is. These qualities are the basis for improving your survival rate and success rate of strategy.

Jiang Yuncheng couldn't explain the Yin Yang Water Pavilion and other topics after being persuaded by the little sword servant, so he had to agree repeatedly, lie down and close his eyes to rest.

Little Jianshi ate something and nervously observed a mining machine behind him.

There was only such a large amount of land left in the dungeon. Before going to bed, the little swordsman unfolded a mining machine, thinking about how much raw spiritual energy he could collect. Refining one more spiritual energy coin would be a profit of 1 b.

The status of the copy was too unstable. Fortunately, the density of the spiritual energy was high enough during the evaporation process of the world constructed by the spiritual energy. A large piece of raw spiritual energy ore crystallized under the mining machine. The little swordsman began to concentrate on cutting and refining it that season.

squeak…

"Ok?"

While he was resting his mind with his eyes closed, Jiang Yuncheng felt his arm being poked twice by something. When he opened his eyes, he saw a furry little face stuck to the side.

It's a sand marten fairy.

It was opening the opening of Jiang Yuncheng's backpack, and its little paws kept gesticulating.

"Do you want something to eat?"

Jiang Yuncheng took out a piece of rice cake, but Sha Diao shook his head and dug into the backpack. After putting his whole body inside, he revealed half of his face.

The idea seems to be that it's going to stay in the backpack.

"Is it too cold outside?"

The main world season is winter, and the desolate dangerous zone in winter is indeed chilly, but the copy of "The Peony Pavilion" has not been completely resolved yet, and the temperature in this place is not bad.

He picked up a coat from his side and wrapped it around Sha Diao. Jiang Yuncheng took it out of his pocket and put it next to him.

"Will it stop being cold?"

The sand marten shook his head and got into the bag again, zipping up the zipper in the same way, and shut himself in.

It seems that its focus is not on the temperature, but on hiding in the backpack. As the zipper opened, Sha Diao's eyes were full of expectation, hoping that Jiang Yuncheng would understand what he meant.

"I kind of know you want to stay in the bag, but why?"

The sand marten cannot understand the questions in human mouths, and Jiang Yuncheng cannot understand its squeaking sounds.

There is no other way, just ask the little sword attendant.

The Little Sword Attendant is currently refining the aura coins, and the mental concentration requirements are not as high as those of the sealed ghost story fragments. There is no problem eating, drinking, and talking normally.

But when Jiang Yuncheng turned around and before he could greet the little sword attendant, he felt his clothes being pulled back.

Lowering his head, Sha Diao ran out of the bag and pulled the corner of his clothes to prevent Jiang Yuncheng from calling the little sword attendant.

Then, the sand marten put it back into the backpack, revealing its little face and shaking slightly.

"this…"

Jiang Yuncheng's understanding deepened. Sha Diao wanted to stay in the bag, and only Jiang Yuncheng knew about it, not others.

As Jiang Yuncheng lay down and rested naturally, the sand marten seemed much more at ease. He curled up in the bag and looked at the human through the open mouth.

It seems that Jiang Yuncheng's guess is correct. Sha Diao hopes to stay in this backpack without outsiders knowing... Then what?

The reason was unclear, so Jiang Yuncheng followed Sha Diao's operation and thought about it.

Afterwards, Jiang Yuncheng will definitely follow other players back to the safe area, and the backpack will of course be brought back to the safe area, so the sand marten in the backpack...

Oh.

This is understandable. The sand marten knows that humans will not stay in the danger zone for too long, and it also wants to leave the danger zone, so it takes a hitchhike.

Since the goblin tribe is not very friendly and intimate with humans, and they only have casual acquaintances and shallow cooperation, and there are language communication barriers, Sand Marten cannot fully trust all players, but it can stay in Jiang Yuncheng's bag.

"Okay, I won't tell anyone." Jiang Yuncheng showed a gentle and warm smile, "This is a secret between us."

As if feeling Jiang Yuncheng's thoughts, Sha Diao snorted lowly and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking very comfortable.

This is the trust between humans and fairies. Jiang Yuncheng righteously clicked on the game bracelet-chat interface...

ID temporary correspondent: Everyone! A mink-like goblin ran into my backpack. It probably wants to stay in the bag and go to the safe zone with us. Does it matter?

How could Jiang Yuncheng not ask other people about the trust of people and goblins.

After traveling back in time, Jiang Yuncheng didn't know much about human society and the overall world view in another world. He didn't know if bringing a goblin back would cause some uncertain risks.

Even if Sand Diao did help us avoid risks before, Jiang Yuncheng could only say sorry and have to ask other players.

ID Xu Hong: Is it the fairy that the little swordsman mentioned before to give you tips?

ID Temporary Correspondent: Yes

ID Xu Hong: That’s no problem.

Xu Hong introduced that when players go out to dangerous areas, they may occasionally encounter goblins hitchhiking.

Goblins, like humans, can only survive in the only living area they can live in. However, in the end of the evil world that is swimming against the current, not acquiring resources from the outside and improving the strength of the population means slow death.

Therefore, goblins, like human players, will venture and explore towards danger zones.

Compared to the dangerous zone that occupies most of the planet, the number of humans and goblins is too small, making it difficult for them to encounter each other by chance. Even if they do, the goblins may not trust humans and may not ask for a ride.

The sand marten in Jiang Yuncheng's backpack will stay quietly and get off where it wants to go, and that's it.

(End of this chapter)