Chapter 951 Change the route

Having said so much, a simple summary is that Mr. Ishii’s works have been recognized by many historians and can be regarded as...

"Huh?" Robert blinked and asked a little confused, "Speaking of which, I don't think I've asked you yet, which folk custom was your last book about?"

Mr. Ishii pinched his neck, admired the painting in his hand, and then said, "What kind of folklore is there? I am a folklorist who studies the Shikoku region. No matter how I write it, it will be the folklore here!"

All right.

You are a treasure of Shikoku history.

After learning from Robert that the weapons that could occasionally be spawned in the lounge had special attacks on magical creatures, Mr. Ishii became very interested in these things.

"We should look for some weapons like that." Mr. Ishii was eager to try. "Maybe they are weapons left over from the war hundreds of years ago."

Robert had no hope at all, "If the weapons were left over from that time, they might have been so rusted that they couldn't be looked at directly."

Mr. Ishii didn't take it seriously, "Even if it's rusty, it's still a good thing. It might be able to advance a family's history by hundreds of years."

Well, maybe it is this approach of being optimistic no matter what happens that makes Mr. Ishii frequently discover some interesting buried history.

The two of them exchanged opinions while walking towards a certain place on the map.

There was a rest room marked there, but when the two arrived there, there was only an earthy-colored stone wall.

"The map said it was here." Robert sighed, "It's a pity it's not here anymore."

Mr. Ishii scratched his head. The dandruff was flying in the sky like snowflakes, mixed with the yellow sand, and he actually created the stage effect of a plum blossom.

The snowy scene in "The Snow Girl" is a bit like that.

After flying in the snow for a long time, Mr. Ishii finally felt comfortable. You must know that he has not taken a shower for so many days here.

Yes, he never took a shower.

Although there are many things in the lounge that can satisfy the food and clothing needs of at least ten people, this does not include bathing.

In fact, water is still a bit scarce in the maze, and the water available in the lounge is only enough for drinking.

Therefore, it is normal for him to have a sloppy appearance. Besides, he is used to running around outside all year round and not being able to find anyone for ten days and a half, not even giving him a chance to drink water.

It's just that Robert isn't used to it...after all, he was the one who was hit hard!

He quickly took several steps back to avoid the dandruff attack. Robert looked helplessly at Mr. Ishii who showed a relieved expression, a little suspicious that he did it on purpose.

"I finally feel comfortable." He also sighed, "Let's go to the next lounge."

Robert looked at the map and suggested, "I think that since they can draw this map, it means that the rest rooms in these places have been destroyed by them."

Mr. Ishii nodded, "That's true, but you forgot that the lounge can actually be repaired."

As he said that, he pointed to a lounge that seemed very far away, "We can go here and have a look first."

Robert looked down and felt that even if it wasn't the landing place of Captain Xiao Bai, it was still the lounge where he first arrived.

Walking along the long passage, Mr. Ishii felt a little frustrated along the way.

Apart from the huge mural that was discovered at the beginning, there are no paintings on the subsequent walls.

This situation was not expected by Mr. Ishii. He thought that Captain Xiaobai meant that he could see many murals along the way. Little did he know that the other party just subconsciously remembered a painting.

However, he was still full of hope, "Maybe there are murals in other areas that have not been explored by them." He encouraged himself and Robert.

Robert rolled his eyes, indicating that he didn't want to accept this kind of encouragement.

It's not like he's here for the mural.

Boom boom boom boom——

Just as the two were passing an intersection, Robert seemed to hear the sound of fierce fighting in the distance. He glanced at the passage to the left curiously. Could such a big movement mean that someone had encountered a monster?

"What's wrong?" Mr. Ishii walked forward subconsciously, and suddenly found that the person standing next to him suddenly disappeared. He turned to look at Robert with some confusion.

"I seem to hear some movement over there." Robert looked strange, "The movement was quite loud, not good!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran towards Mr. Ishii and lunged forward, causing the two of them to roll out of the ground.

Mr. Ishii was frightened by his "enthusiasm" and was a little confused. His whole body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, when he felt a violent vibration under his body.

Robert pulled him up and ran towards a passage that was not plotted on the map without saying a word.

As for the channel they originally chose?

That thing was obviously coming here, and he didn't want to be smashed to pieces by the monster.

A huge sound of destruction sounded behind him, the rumble was so scary.

Mr. Ishii realized the danger, and his pace quickened a bit. Robert felt that this guy had finally increased his speed, and then he let go and glanced back.

There was thick smoke billowing at the entrance of the passage, and they didn't know what happened, but nothing rushed out of the smoke. This at least proved that there were no creatures or humans chasing behind them.

After running out for a long time, the two finally stopped. Looking at the calm passage and the dimming torch behind them, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It should be safe now.

"Ha-ha-" Mr. Ishii felt that his entire throat was on fire, and his face was twisted in pain.

Robert poured most of the bottle of water into his mouth, then took out his own water bottle for him, secretly filled it with a water-making spell, and then handed it to Mr. Ishii.

Completely unaware of the difference in the water in his kettle, Mr. Ishii was like an old farmer who received sweet rain, irrigating his dry farmland with precious fresh water.

"Okay, we're saved..." After pouring a full bottle of water, Mr. Ishii finally regained his composure and looked at the empty kettle with some worry, "Ah, no, there's no water."

Robert said helplessly, "You drank too quickly." After that, he poured some water into him, "Okay, that's all, you should save it."

Mr. Ishii nodded quickly, put away the kettle like a baby, and then looked around, "Where are we now?"

Robert shook his head, "I don't know, this is not a place drawn on the map. Either Xiaobai and the others have never been here, or this is actually a dead end and they feel there is no value in exploring here."