Lord of the Desert

Chapter 509 Fig Fruit
The thirteenth day.

The water level continued to rise, and at sunrise it was only 200 meters away from the treetops.

Everything was ready at noon. Hong Fan stood at the bow and watched the remaining fifteen people come on board. He glanced at the tree island, which was only tens of meters high, for the last time and paddled away from the shore.

Everyone only discovered Jia Yuchen's disappearance this morning.

It was probably at a moment last night when no one was paying attention, and he jumped into the water with a cane... In this chaotic environment, the resolute and spontaneous death was so silent that even Hong Fan, with his good hearing, did not hear any sound.

Therefore, even a moment of silence seems unnecessary.

The gravity on the surface had long been disrupted and lost its regularity, and the wooden boat slid along the upward sloping water surface.

For the entire night, Hong Fan thought about how to make the water gather on one side of the planet without disrupting its rotation.

One flyby planet is not enough;

There was no change in the binary star's system of motion;

So the variable probably comes from something extremely large but restless underground?

The night is deep.

Hong Fan felt actual fatigue crawling out of his internal organs, but his soul was gripped and he couldn't fall asleep.

Deep underwater, another pair of tentacles emitting purple light emerged from the fault zone and entangled the deep roots of the giant tree.

The fourteenth day.

The water rose above the tallest trees, and everything in the forest sank into a misty shadow on the bottom of the sea.

There is nothing else in the world except the sky and the sea.

In the afternoon, the planet passed the zenith for the fourteenth time, and the temporarily strengthened gravity caused waves on the water mountain.

The wooden boat drifted with the waves, rising and falling as lightly as cotton wool in the wind; if everyone had not had difficulty breathing, they would have thought they were about to become immortals.

No one thought that they would meet fellow villagers at this time.

The object was originally a black dot on the rising and falling tide, but as the two sides approached, it materialized into a cut piece of driftwood.

The driftwood is about 20 to 30 feet long and 20 feet wide, nothing special.

What’s strange is that there are nine human figures on it.

The Wang family outside the screen, the Zhu family in the north wind, or are they the lone rangers who gather together to keep each other warm?
Hong Fan was lost in thought, feeling a little happy, and had no intention of treating the other party as an enemy.

But the other side is different.

As someone pointed, everyone hurriedly armed themselves, and one person picked up a two-foot-high metal plate and put it on his back.

[That must be the "Divine Demon Codex", a top-level martial arts codex that can reach the heavenly and human realms.]

Hong Fan thought coldly, feeling a little bored.

The distance was shortened to four hundred meters.

When the other party saw clearly the purple ribbon robe on Hong Fan, they became even more hostile.

"What are you standing there for? It's better to strike first!"

Hu Lumen grabbed Hong Fan's arm and taught him a lesson.

"At this moment, are you still being soft-hearted?"

He slapped the wooden boat under him hard, and there was a loud thud.

Hong Fan knew what the other party meant.

A warrior with bones of steel can survive two sword strikes, but a wooden boat may fall apart if hit by any random blow.

Without the boat, no one will survive; this choice cannot be given to the other side.

"Hold the boat."

Hong Fan said softly.

The fine sand scattered throughout the ship gathered silently and formed into gun barrels on his shoulders. In the end, only three explosive shells shattered the drifting wood in the distance.

Victory came easily - perhaps due to their injuries or the weakness brought on by the thin atmosphere, the nine people on the opposite side had no ability to protect themselves.

During the explosion, the metal plate containing the Gods and Demons Code was thrown high into the air and fell into the water.

The splash was only a few meters high.

Hong Fan stood at the bow, quietly watching Wu Dian's outline disappear and drift along the deep current towards an unknown place.

From beginning to end, no one mentioned salvage.

At night, most people fell into a painful light sleep due to lack of oxygen.

Hong Fan was at the helm in a daze when suddenly Hu Lumen came up to him.

"What were you thinking of if you didn't take action first during the day?"

The latter's expression was extremely serious.

"We are already half dead and half alive in the realm of impermanence, so why bother..."

Hong Fan sighed. "No, your idea is wrong."

Hu Lumen shook his head heavily, feeling very righteous.

"Survival is the most important thing in the world."

"There is no clear distinction between good and evil in life. In the end, we are all helpless. Since we are helpless, it doesn't count as a mistake no matter what means we use!"

During the ten days they had been traveling together, Hu Lumen seldom spoke in an emotional tone, but this time he acted so solemnly that Hong Fan heard it as if he was laying the groundwork for something.

The boring and desperate voyage continued for another three days.

The dry food and meat were eaten up two days ago, leaving only some wild fruits on the boat.

But the Hu Lumen refused to eat it.

"Even a congenital master cannot go without food for a long time, let alone in this situation?"

Hong Fan pressed him with his eyes.

"You have to eat a little."

The Hu Lumen could not avoid it.

"I am an only child. I lost my father at an early age and was raised by my mother."

He started from a very distant beginning.

"When I was fourteen, I wanted to go with my fellow villagers to a distant sect to become a disciple, because they only looked at talent and did not require tuition fees."

"My mother stuffed a fig into my mouth when she sent me out of the village. I was sitting on a cart pulled by an ox and was concentrating on peeling the fruit. As soon as I put the fruit into my mouth, I heard my classmate next to me say that my mother seemed to be calling me. When I looked back, unfortunately, the ox cart turned a corner and entered the forest."

He was silent for a long time when he said this, and even his breathing could not be heard. His whole body was stretched straight, but he seemed to have collapsed inside.

"I returned home three years later. The villagers respected and feared me, but my mother was gone. All I found was a grave covered with weeds."

“I haven’t eaten figs since.”

When he said this, he did not look at others, nor at Hong Fan. He just stared at the wild fruit indifferently. Finally, he stuffed it into his mouth viciously and chewed it into pieces like an enemy.

At noon, the planet appeared at the eastern celestial pole for the seventeenth time, and its size was unprecedented.

Gravity is on the verge of disappearing.

The upper atmosphere clings to the deep blue outer world like a piece of clear glass; intact mountain ranges from nowhere float in it, slowly disintegrating into swirling rock rings as they roll; occasionally scattered cliffs are captured by gravity again, dragging friction wakes to become upward or downward meteors.

How high the water level was, perhaps tens of kilometers or hundreds of kilometers, Hong Fan had no idea; but the wooden boat was very close to the top of the water mountain.

The air here is too thin. Except for the two innate warriors, the respiratory systems of the others have been squeezed to the limit. Even so, their hands and feet are still weak and they cannot exert any strength.

But even if their teeth were loose, they had cramps and spasms, everyone was paddling hard.

After half an hour.

The icy blue planet takes up almost the entire sky and is about to reach direct alignment.

Inside the water body, a dark purple shadow seemed to be rising slowly but quickly, and might burst out of the water at any time.

"Speed ​​up, speed up, go higher..."

Everyone seemed to be crazy.

The two atmospheres overlap and rub against each other, and the electric charges generated connect with the water mountain to form a jellyfish-shaped discharge channel.

The continuously flashing red light was followed by a severe thunderstorm. Hong Fan listened for so long that he thought the world had become so quiet that no sound had been lost.

The ship has reached top speed,
And then surpass,

Quickly approach the suspended rock ring.

"No, why so fast?"

Xu Ziang let go of the paddle.

Everyone felt a sudden shock beneath their bodies. They looked down and saw the water flow spreading out in all directions, revealing an indescribable purple tentacle with the wooden boat resting on its tip.

Hundreds of thousands of feet of void were beneath him.

"Are we done yet?"

Someone asked hesitantly.

No one answered.

In Hong Fan's eyes, the blue-green atmosphere emitted a faint light, the terminator that separated day and darkness swept across the earth at an astonishing speed, and the arc-shaped outlines of the planet's poles were clearly visible.

Beyond the outline is indistinguishable darkness.

"The Director of Equipment is right. The world is really a ball, suspended in the void..."

Lai Huazang laughed and cried.

The tears gathered into beads on his eyelashes, but they refused to roll down.

(End of this chapter)