Tomorrow's Ark, please don't die

"...it took a little longer to organize the clothes."

Fia Tina's cheeks seemed to be a little red again, and she turned her cheeks slightly to avoid the sight of Shirtel while protecting the tip of her nose from being hurt.

About the fact that she washed her face repeatedly to clear her mind in the bathroom just now, her mind was full of Shirter's appearance... how could she say it out loud!

"Ok."

Shirtel didn't continue to tease Fiatina, she took a few steps forward, then turned around, closed one eye, pointed her right index finger on her lips, and pointed at Fiatina with her left hand. stick out.

"Let's go." The corners of her mouth rose.

"Okay." Fiatina nodded.

She patted her cheeks, and the hands that became cold from repeated washing stimulated Fiatina's nerves. The girl took a deep breath, and the cold air poured into her internal organs.

Holding Shirtel's palm, the warm and soft touch instantly rushed to Fia Tina's heart.

"call......"

Fia Tina hurriedly followed Shirtel's pace.

"Are you awake? Great, let's go!"

But Lucille noticed their arrival immediately, and she waved to Fiatina and Shirtel with a happy smile on her face.

Behind her is the armored mud rock, and beside the mud rock is a machine that looks thick enough.And Warfarin was sitting behind the mudstone, her hands empty and she seemed to be doing nothing.

"Where's Lisa?"

Fiatina looked around the crowd and found that Lisa was not there.

"Lisa is still young, and the vicinity of Terror Island is too dangerous for her." Muyan explained.

Fiatina nodded, accepting the statement.

Ke Luxie beckoned, and the small TV called a little assistant floated out of nowhere, floating unsteadily in mid-air next to Ke Luxie's shoulder.

Fiatina rubbed her hands excitedly.

The big adventure begins!

......

After about 5 minutes of touching.

The Horror Town is located near the Horror Island, the Horror Town is built around the lake, and the Horror Island is in the middle of the Great Lake.

The crowd soon gathered at the pier of Terror Town—there were almost no ships to be seen here. It is said that most of the ships were used for adventurers to explore the island, but there were very few ships returning.

Sitting on the town and the pier is an old man, wearing a straw hat, a vest and short sleeves in the winter, lazily leaning on the wooden pile standing on the pier, seeing Fiatina and others Approaching, also seems to lack of interest.

"Ten Syracuse gold coins per ship, thank you."

The old man said slowly.

"Ten Syracuse gold coins for a ship? Why don't you grab them?"

Fiatina couldn't help but said that on weekdays, she was the one who did the most grocery shopping, and she also paid a lot of attention to money, so she was naturally the first to express her dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, you can look for other places to sell your boats. If you have time to argue here, you might as well get out of here."

The old man raised his head, and his tone gradually became high, "Besides, you group of adventurers know how to blow water, and you went one by one before you went, and then you broke down on the island of terror, and you couldn't even bring my boat back. !"

"That's them and not us." Fiatina felt baffled.

But Lucille stopped Fiatina, she stepped forward with a smile, and handed ten Syracuse gold coins to the old man.

"Here, ten gold coins are here."

"That's what it sounds like."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, took the Syracuse gold coin from Ke Luxie's hand, and then moved away.

"Let's go."

But Lucille turned around with a smile, jumped forward, and stepped onto a boat first.

Warfarin was the first to understand, and she quickly pulled the mudstone and jumped onto another boat.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

The old man stared at this scene dumbfounded, and rushed forward to stop it, but the two boats were not far away, so the old man had to turn his head angrily, and was about to yell at Shier Teer when he saw Shir Teer clearly When he saw Er's face, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You, you are..."

When there was a big incident at the gate of the town yesterday, the old man happened to be one of the melon-eating crowd, so he also saw Shirtel wielding the flame sword.

He gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and returned to the side of the stake.

Shirtel raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Weird thing, but forget it.

PS:

Chapter 4 Set foot on the island of terror

Shirtel and Fiatina got on the boat quickly.

The lake next to Terror Town is quite clear. Through the surface of the water, you can see the fish swimming under the water, and the aquatic plants sway slightly with the current.

Shirtel rowed the boat slowly.

It turned out that Fiatina volunteered to row the boat, but she was out of breath after a few strokes, and she was replaced by Stelter.

"Okay, don't worry about it."

While rowing the boat, Shirtel looked at Fiatina with a smile on his face.

Fiatina puffed up her face, lying on the side of the boat puffed up, staring at the calm lake surface being stirred up by the waving oars.

"I didn't care!"

Fiatina retorted.

She just ate a little food, a little less strength, a little less physical strength, how could she care about such things?

Shirtel's rowing speed was slower than the others, but it could be seen that she was very leisurely and obviously still had some energy left.

The town next to Terror Island is called Terror Town. Logically speaking, the name of the lake here is also Terror Lake, but this lake is quite beautiful and calm.

The two just wandered quietly on the lake.

"The haunted legend is indeed a lie."

After a long silence, Fiatina finally spoke. She lay lazily by the side of the boat, put her hands into the water, and felt the surge of the lake water being cut open by her palms.

Most of the so-called haunting and curse legends are fabricated rumors, everyone can tell it clearly, and one person can complete the unreasonable part with a single sentence.

"Who knows?"

Shirtel rowed the boat and responded with a smile.

"There may be no problem with the island itself, but what about the people hiding in the castle?"

Fiatina raised her palms slightly from the lake water, and let her palms brush against the lake surface. The breeze brought forward blew the palms that were stained with lake water, making the girl feel a little cold.

"Does anyone really like living in a haunted house?" Fiatina asked.

"Who can explain it clearly?" Shirtel whispered,

Fia Tina finally sat up and shook her hands, trying to get rid of the water stains on her hands. Feeling the cold temperature on her hands, a bad thought came to her mind.

"Shh!"

Fia Tina turned her head abruptly, her cold hands touched Shirtel's neck maliciously.

Stuart turned slightly.

The boat is not big, so Fiatina has very little room for movement. Her sudden exertion caused the small wooden boat to sway on the lake. She lost her balance for a while and hit Shirt with her face. In Er's arms.

"Well...!"

Fia Tina looked up and saw Shirtel looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Don't move if you want to fall."

Shirtel let go of the oars, pinched the cheek of the girl in his arms, and the halo floated not far from her forehead, the light was slightly dazzling, but it was not serious.

"We're here." Shirtel let go of Fiatina.

Suddenly being pushed away from the warm embrace, Fiatina blinked, turned around quickly, and looked behind her.

The lake is not that big, even if you paddle slowly, you will be able to see Terror Island within a few minutes. Unlike the rumors, Terror Island is still full of birds and flowers, at least the flowers and plants are growing normally.

"Fia, Shirtel, this way!"

It was the voice of Cruciel.

Not far from the shore, Ke Luxie stood there, waving at Fiatina and the others.

"Here we come!" Fiatina arched her hands in front of her face in the shape of a trumpet, and responded loudly.

The boat landed on the shore without a hitch.

Fiatina couldn't wait to jump from the boat to the island. The land of Horror Island was soft and the air was exceptionally fresh. Fiatina stretched comfortably and quickly ran to Ke Luxie's side.

Ke Luxie is taking care of the machine brought by the mud rock. The not-so-big but rather heavy machine makes a "grumbling" noise. Several data cables of different colors are connected to the little assistant beside Ke Luxie. , and the screen on the little assistant also changed slightly.

"What is this?" Fiatina asked curiously.

"It's used to check the content of origin stones." Ke Luxie proudly patted the machine next to her, "This thing is very efficient, after all, I was the one who made it."

"puff."

Fiatina couldn't help but laugh.

"Should be one of the top [-] youths in Syracuse now?" Fiatina reminded kindly.

"It's not the same."

But Lucille retorted while debugging the machine, "Although I am in Syracuse, my heart is still in Kazdel, so I am still one of Kazdel's top [-] young people."

After all, the name is all in Kazdale, and it is not easy to boast in other places.

But Lucille added silently in her heart.

Accompanied by a loud sound of steam, Lucille wiped the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, and watched the machine start to work with satisfaction. She inserted the pipe at the other end of the machine into the lake water, and then fiddled with the machine After a while, the screen of the little assistant beside him began to change.

"Beep--"

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Warfarin and Mudyan stepped into the castle first.

"Why is there no one? So many adventurers? There must be some corpses, right? Boring! I want to see rivers of blood!"

Warfarin yelled dissatisfied.

The inside of the castle is not as evil as the outside, there is no movement heard, and no corpse can be seen.

"But, if there are no corpses in the castle, where have all the adventurers gone?" Muyan asked a little strangely.

"It's probably rumored outside. In fact, there are not so many adventurers who have entered the island. The remaining adventurers rowed away disappointed when they found that there was no treasure in the castle." Warfarin shrugged.

"Otherwise, where did all the boats on the island go?"

Mudstone nodded.

Warfarin's speculation was quite reasonable, but Mudrock's intuition told her that something was wrong. This land... was vaguely expressing crying emotions to her.

"Let's look further ahead." Mudstone suggested.

"it is good."

Warfarin shook her head indifferently, she had already lost interest.

In a place neither of them noticed, a black figure flashed through the shadows.

......

"Isle of Terror is not scary."