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Bobo drank the last drop of water in his water bottle, licked the wet bottle mouth with his tongue, and finally walked in the desert like a zombie under the scorching sun with his dead fish eyes open.

He had just used a lot of water to clean his armor. Really, if he had known that the environment on the next level was so harsh, he would rather those things be dried on him.

"Come on, drink mine."

Watching Bobo lick his cracked lips again, Kakyoin untied the rope around his waist and handed over his water bottle.

"Ah! I'm saved, eh? Don't you need some water?"

After taking a few deep gulps, Bobo wiped the corner of his mouth and realized that Kakyoin had not drunk a single sip of water from the beginning to now.

Even though the sun was shining brightly above his head and he felt the scorching heat, Kakyoin didn't even have any water, and even his lips didn't get hurt. He still looked so relaxed and elegant, as if the sun and the temperature didn't exist to him.

"You forgot that I've already died once. My current body was created by the necromancer and engineer in the tavern."

"Ah, uh, ahahahaha, I didn't mean to."

Popo scratched his head, feeling very embarrassed, while Kakyoin smiled at him.

"It's okay, I don't mind. Everyone in the dungeon is very nice to me. When you get out, just remember to take good care of my family."

"Of course, if you have something urgent to do, I won't blame you. Go ahead and save the world!"

Hearing Kakyoin's teasing joke, which was meant to relax him, Bobo laughed for a while, then suddenly reacted.

"Hey! Aren't you going back with us?"

In response to Popo's question, Kakyoin smiled and shook his head.

"I'm already a dead person. In reality, there's no place for me anymore. Besides..."

"Besides! We are really, really worried about you."

Bobo anxiously stepped forward and held Kakyoin's hands. He felt an incredible chill from Kakyoin.

"Here, all the dead people and materials are unable to leave. I hope you can remember this journey, because this may be our last time. I don't know if you can come in again after you leave."

"However, knowing that I finally helped you, I was very happy. At one point, I thought my mission was accomplished and even started learning to drink."

"But ever since you came to me again, I knew my mission wasn't over yet. I'm truly happy to meet you again and fight side by side."

After listening to this, Bobo remained silent for a long time.

"Really? That's your answer. I understand. I will take good care of your parents."

Popo nodded, but still held Kakyoin's hand, and the two of them caught up with Jotaro and Joseph who had stopped in front and were waiting for them.

After a while, Kakyoin looked at Bobo who was almost sticking to him with a frown on his face.

"Um, Polnareff, can you please take your hands off me?"

(Please comment, I decided to add this sentence at the end of each chapter)

Chapter 173: Leap of Faith and Pitchfork Anti-Assassination Device

"But, Kaqin, it's so hot, and I can only feel cooler if I stay with you."

Bobo awkwardly let go of her hand, but he still stuck to Kakyoin within a meter, walking sideways and keeping pace with her.

Kakyoin looked at Popo's funny walking posture and slapped himself on the forehead speechlessly.

"Hey, what are you two doing back there? Jotaro and I have been waiting for you several times out front. Hurry up... Oh oh oh! It's so cold!"

As Joseph approached, Popo grabbed his good hand and pressed it against Kakyoin's body.

In the hot summer, Joseph was so stimulated that instead of letting go of his hand, he imitated Popovich and stuck to Kakyoin's side.

Thus, such a scene appeared on the yellow sand.

"I say, enough is enough. Polnareff is fine, but Mr. Joseph, you actually..."

Bobo looked at the two people on his left and right, both of whom turned sideways and walked like crabs, trapping him in the middle, and sighed speechlessly.

"Don't say that, KaQin, we do this to better protect your safety."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Joestar is right. We are doing this so that we can protect you immediately if we encounter an enemy."

Bobo nodded, indicating that he agreed with what Joseph said, although both of them were just coveting the coolness next to Kakyoin.

"Kaqin, don't you think these two guys are like buttered bread toasted on a sizzling iron plate, turning over every now and then?"

Jotaro stopped and watched the performance of the three people with great interest, and teased the old man and Popo at the same time.

"Jotaro, that's so rude. He flipped over on his own even when you called him. If KaQin allowed it, we wouldn't have to flip over if we were closer."

Joseph held up his unbuttoned shirt with his hands and fanned himself vigorously, trying to dissipate all the heat from his body and feel more of the cool breath coming from Kakyoin.

Popovich, who was standing next to him, had already taken off his shirt because he was wearing a shirt without buttons. At this moment, like Hakimi, he stuck out his tongue to try to dissipate more heat.

"I remember we were almost there, right in front of us. I really don't like this awful environment."

Hakimi stuck out his tongue and looked a little listless. As Jotaro moved his trouser legs and walked past him, he suddenly looked up and looked at Jotaro in disbelief.

"Why is it so cold around you?"

"Ah? Let me try."

Popo behind him heard Hakimi's call, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to leave his comfort zone and trotted to Jotaro's side.

"Oh! Really? Why are you so cold all over? It's okay to have a stuck Q sound, but why are you like this too?"

Facing the shocked voice of Popo beside him, Jotaro just calmly lowered his hat.

"When your mind is calm, you will feel cooler."

"Bullshit! You're covered in ice! Do you think this can be solved simply by calming down?"

Although Popo said this, he still believed Jotaro's words and tried to calm down, calm down... calm down...

"No, it's so hot I can't concentrate at all."

Popo stuck out his tongue and kept fanning himself with his palms, but it was not very effective. In this weather, he was almost as hot as Hakimi.

"Here we are."

Fortunately, Hakimi stopped and started digging something under his body with his claws before they had walked for long.

Jotaro and his friends also gathered around curiously to watch, and with the presence of these two human-shaped air conditioners, Joseph and Popo also showed expressions of great enjoyment.

"Ah, this is just like playing ball outside in the hot summer and then coming home to eat iced watermelon."

"Mr. Joestar, I remember you seem to be from England. Is it the same as in Japan where you can't just eat watermelon?"

Kakyoin looked at Joseph who was sighing, and a question arose in his heart. This sentence should have been said by him and Jotaro, so why did Mr. Joestar make such a metaphor?

"Oh, that's not the case, but it's really nice, isn't it?"

"Heh, Mr. Joestar, given my family's financial situation, I can't eat watermelon every day in the summer."

"Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to belittle you on purpose."

"I know, Mr. Joestar. Well, it should be called speaking your mind, that's the idiom."

Kakyoin smiled gently, and Joseph couldn't help laughing. The simple awkwardness was resolved in the smiles of the two.

Only Bobo, who didn't pay attention to this, looked at the two people who were laughing and scratched his head in confusion.

"Oh!"

As Hakimi's claws touched something under the sand, making a harsh metallic sound, Bobo's eyes lit up and he summoned his stand, the Silver Chariot.

The silver chariot gradually took shape. He grasped the sword in his hand, held it upright in front of his chest, and then pointed the tip of the sword directly under Hakimi's claws.

Accompanied by the clanging sound of the rapier scraping against metal, streaks of white light rushed towards Hakimi's feet, and a small sandstorm blew up around him.

"Well, that's good."

As the sandstorm subsided, Bobo casually controlled the chariot to perform a sword dance to show off. Bright silver blade lights flashed, mixed with the subtle sound of weapons cutting through the air. The silver chariot maintained the knight's standing posture and gradually disappeared into Bobo's body.

"Oh, this is the entrance to the second floor? It's covered with a broken wooden board. Why does it make a metallic sound?"

"You don't understand. This is called ironwood. After processing, it's extremely hard, even as hard as steel. Aren't the wooden swords you practice with made of this stuff?"

Listening to Hakimi's slightly boastful popular science, Joseph almost couldn't help but smile.

"Well, is there a possibility that we don't lack iron now, and we don't practice cold weapons much anymore?"

"...Oh, yes, it seems that practicing directly with iron is better, that's not right, you guys...Oh, right."

Hakimi wanted to retort immediately, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips.

"Let's go down first."

Hakimi used his claws to lift the edge of the trapdoor, facing the pitch-black hole, and jumped down.

"Fuck! Who the hell put a pitchfork in the haystack?"

Listening to Hakimi's cursing voice below, Popo, who was about to go down second, froze all over. He stood up silently and stood aside. He felt his hands and feet were cold in the hot summer, and even his sweat turned cold.

"Okay, come down. I've cleared out all the anti-assassination devices. It's safe down there now."

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one seemed to be coming down, Hakimi called out loudly upwards.

(Please comment, I decided to add this sentence at the end of each chapter)

Chapter 174 The Invincible Star Platinum

"You have a really good waist. With such a long and sharp pitchfork, plus the potential energy of gravity, you are still fine."

Joseph held an ice-blue trident, examining it carefully in his hand, and from time to time looked at Hakimi's waist, which was where he said he was hit.

"Hmph, I'm a noble werewolf. What's a werewolf? I'm more than a ruthless person. I'm not afraid of crickets or pitchforks, okay?"

"Aren't they said wolves have iron heads and thin waists? You were shot in the waist, so why are you okay?"

Bobo squatted beside Hakimi and combed his hair. From time to time, he would lift up Hakimi's thick fur a little and look at the bare skin underneath.

"Hey, you rascal, you should comb my hair properly, and I can tolerate you pulling my hair, but what do you mean by pulling my tail?"

Hakimi twisted his body slightly, slipped his tail out of Popo's hand, took a step back and jumped out of Popo's search range, revealing his health bar.

He rushed forward quickly, spinning and jumping in the air, confusing Bobo, while his tail, which had curled up into a ball, suddenly popped out and swept across his face mercilessly.

"Eh!"

By the time Popo covered his face and tried to figure out what had just happened, Hakimi had already left the battle range, put away his health bar, and ran to Kakyoin's feet to ask for a touch.

"Hahaha, Jotaro, look at this Popo, he's such a loser, he actually got beaten by a dog, he's such a loser."

Joseph patted Jotaro's shoulder and laughed heartily. Hakimi, who was standing beside him, was quite happy at first, but the second half...

I was beaten by a dog... I was beaten by a dog...

"You are the dog! Your whole family is dogs!"

Hakimi was immediately unhappy. He moved a few steps to the left, started running on the spot, stepped on the shoulders of the half-kneeling Kakyoin, and jumped directly in front of Joseph. In front of Joseph's surprise, he hit him in the face with a meat pad.

"Hahaha! Now you've been beaten by a dog too."

Looking at Joseph's embarrassing situation, Bobo was very unscrupulous and laughed with glee.

After hearing what Popovich said, Hakimi landed silently, kept his body still, turned his head to the side, and looked at Popovich grimly.

"Ahem, oh ahem, it was the wise and mighty Lord Werewolf who defeated him."

Seeing Hakimina's claw pads exposed, Popovich's face suddenly changed and he quickly changed his tone and smiled apologetically. Because he was too anxious, he even choked on his own saliva while speaking.

"Okay, the break is over. Time is running out, and we need to get through this level quickly."

Jotaro, who was leaning against the door and watching the development of the situation silently, walked over and intervened in the farce. He put away his smile and looked at everyone in turn, and finally his eyes fell on Hakimi.

"You're the only one familiar with the terrain here. I'll leave the guidance to you."

"Well, leave it to me without worry."

Hakimi curled up one of his front paws, patted his chest in a humane manner, and nodded at Jotaro.

"Well, let's go! First, go to the end and turn left."

Hakimi consciously carried the bananas, walked in front of the crowd, turned on the manual navigation service, and took advantage of the time while rushing to give Jotaro and the others a detailed introduction to the monsters in the dungeon.

"This floor is an inverted pyramid structure. We are at the top of the pyramid, which is also the largest floor..."

Hearing this, Jotaro reached out and interrupted Hakimi.

"Wait, you mean, the floor connects to other rooms, right?"

"I know what you're thinking. Put away your little scheme. It won't work."