Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

Three minutes passed, and Claude still couldn't catch the duck. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he found that the duck had a very human-like smug expression on its face. He didn't know how the hard beak could make such an expression, which made Claude more certain that this duck was not ordinary.

But it was too early for the duck to feel proud.

A clump of dense water plants approached the duck's direction at some point and unexpectedly entangled one of its feet. The duck stopped suddenly and struggled in the water plants.

These water plants were Claude's real purpose. He would grab a bunch of water plants from time to time underwater, constantly forcing the duck to follow his path, and finally, as expected, it crashed into the pile of water plants.

Claude approached quickly and grabbed the duck and a bunch of water plants. The duck's face showed a very vivid expression of panic. It struggled desperately in his hands, shaking its red paws.

Claude went ashore again, wiped the water off his hair, and then carefully pulled the duck out of the water plants. Looking at the lively expression on the duck's face, he felt funny and stretched out his finger to flick the duck's head.

"How can a duck be like a human? Could it be a spirit? I'll roast you later. Although there isn't much meat, you look pretty fat."

As he expected, after hearing his words, the duck struggled even more violently, and it was obvious that it understood what he said, which made Claude feel even more amused.

"Xiao Ke, why did you chase this duck just now?"

Claude turned around and asked Ceobe, and Ceobe had already come forward and was staring at the duck, and then suddenly the assistant grabbed the duck's head, held it in his hand and began to shake it, as if something was being shaken out of the duck.

"This duck stole my axe! The one with my name on it!!"

As he spoke, Ceobe shook even harder, causing the duck to become dizzy and its feathers to explode. But it was obviously impossible for such a small duck to hide such a large axe, so after shaking for a long time, Ceobe didn't shake out anything.

"How could this duck hide that axe? It's really not easy."

Claude reached out and took the duck back, then found his dagger from the clothes beside him, found a suitable stone, and began to sharpen the blade of the dagger.

"Maybe it ate it. I'll cut open its stomach and take a look."

The duck was firmly pressed to the ground, and the feathers on its abdomen were blown away, revealing the pink skin underneath. The sound of the cold dagger rubbing against the stone also made the duck tremble violently. After all, no matter how you look at it, Claude didn't seem to be joking.

Claude was not joking. If he really couldn't find an axe, he really planned to roast the duck and have a picnic.

“Ding Dong!!”

The sound of steel hitting stone was extremely crisp. A battle axe had fallen onto the stone slab at some point. On it was engraved the name Ceobe in Minoan characters. The axe blade was shining brightly without a trace of rust, and it was obviously well maintained. The duck now had a flattering expression on its face, looking at Claude eagerly.

Xiao Ke rushed up, picked up the axe on the ground, checked it carefully, and felt relieved when she found nothing wrong. Then she looked at the duck on the ground with strange eyes.

Just like Claude said before, although this duck looks small, it is extremely plump, and there is soft fat under the feathers that can be seen with the naked eye. If such a duck is roasted over a fire, it will definitely sizzle and ooze oil, and it is also the most delicious duck. After finding his axe, Ceobe looked at the duck on the ground with a bad face, but no matter how Claude looked at it, it seemed that the fat of the duck had aroused his appetite.

"Can you speak? Since you can understand me, you should be able to express yourself."

Claude was not in a hurry. This duck was a little strange. No one knew how it hid such a big axe. Maybe there were some unknown little secrets in this duck. He wanted to figure this out.

The petite duck nodded its head desperately to indicate that it could speak, then moved its slender neck, just like humans sometimes cough before speaking, and opened and closed its two flat beaks, and spoke:

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I didn't mean to steal that lady's axe. I just saw that axe thrown there and no one wanted it, so I picked it up... So strictly speaking, it should be me who picked it up. Now I'm returning it to this lady. Please don't embarrass me anymore..."

Claude couldn't help but laugh.

"Picked it up? Wasn't my sword placed there too? Why didn't you pick it up? Or did you forget to turn off the automatic pickup function?"

"What is automatic pickup? ... Ahem, this is all a misunderstanding. I was just about to return the item to this lady, but I was too flustered just now, so I didn't find the opportunity."

"After all, this is just your one-sided statement. There is no evidence to prove it. Your behavior is enough to be called theft. Logically speaking, thieves should be punished. You don't have anything else on you. Why don't you give us your meat to fill our stomachs? This kind of good meat can be cooked with the fine seasonings we brought. What do you think?"

“Mercy! Mercy! Don’t you feel disgusted eating something that can talk?! Anyway, I’ve already returned the food to you, so why don’t you just let me go? This little bit of meat isn’t enough for you to eat!!”

The duck struggled more and more violently, but although it had some strange features, its body was just a duck, and Claude could hold it down with just one finger.

"That's nothing we can do. After all, we've been exhausted chasing you for quite some time. I can use this little bit of your flesh to compensate for our physical strength."

Claude looked at the dagger, ready to take action. In fact, he didn't want to eat the duck when it could talk, but he still had to scare it.

"I know, I know. I can tell you my secret... I'm so unlucky today..."

Claude smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed a vine from the big tree next to him, folded it a few times in his hand, and then used the thin vine to carefully tie up the duck's two feet.

"Okay, now you can tell us slowly."

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 211: The Holiday Ends

"Mr. Claude, are you leaving so soon? Actually, you can stay a few more days..."

Time was tight and the mission was heavy, so the journey was coming to an end and they needed to rush back. They also brought a lot of local specialties. Fruits and the like would probably rot if taken out, so most of them were long-lasting dried meat. Speaking of which, dried meat seemed to be the thing they ate the most. After all, they were fighting most of the time, and the thing they ate the most during the war was dried meat.

Although the jerky here is smoked with local spices, several people felt a bit awkward, as if they had to take something away, so they chose the jerky.

"It's almost time. There are still many things waiting for us to do... Jiaweier, are you still unwilling to be the chief? I see everyone supports you."

Some things happened in the past few days. Temimi came to me and expressed her wish: she wanted Javier to become the chief.

Because of the promise he made, Claude did not hesitate and tried his best to resolve all obstacles. However, the only problem was that Gavial himself did not want to be the chief. Therefore, his efforts over the past few days were almost in vain. Even his client Tomimi was captured by Gavial.

Fortunately, after the two talked, Temimi understood Gabriel's idea, and everything was happy. No one was injured and everyone celebrated loudly.

"But I still have work to do. I can't just abandon Rhodes Island. I will come back one day, but not now... And even if I'm not here, aren't these guys happy?"

Gavial placed her staff around her neck, placed her hands on it, and smiled heartily. She had just said that, but in fact, she was also going to go with Claude today, otherwise it would be difficult to get a ride to Rhodes Island. This time they had learned their lesson and were preparing to leave along the road frequented by local residents.

As for Claude and his companions, they could not say that they had any regrets about the trip, but they did feel that it was not satisfying enough. The main reason was that too many things had happened in the past few days, and they did not have much time to rest. If they were to say whether they got any rest, they could only say that they roughly got it.

They said goodbye to the villagers who had enthusiastically sent them off. Most of them came to see off Gavial and Zumama. After all, they were very popular in this area, and even most of the people from other tribes came. The densely packed crocodiles filled the entire jungle, but what Claude found quite magical was that the women of this race had very normal human faces, with only a few more scales on their faces or bodies.

This time, with the guidance of two local people, Gavial and Zumama, they did not encounter any problems and successfully bypassed all the difficult swamps. They got out of the rainforest and found an open area to wait for Rhodes Island's landship. According to the contact last night, they should arrive this afternoon.

As soon as he left the rain forest, Claude couldn't wait to put on his armor. After all, in that place full of swamps, even he would have difficulty walking in heavy armor. But as soon as he put on the sturdy armor, he immediately felt comfortable all over.

After all, this was an open area with dense forests nearby, which could easily remind him of some bad memories, but he still controlled himself and did not put on the helmet.

The fully armed Claude is more in line with the impression he usually gives people. Because he was traveling to another country, he did not wear the Silver Spear Pegasus armor. Now that he is rich and powerful, he has also comprehensively upgraded his old armor and used better alloy materials.

But he still couldn't trust the so-called cutting-edge technology, especially the kind that required energy supply. This kind of thing was often the most unreliable on the battlefield, so his armor only improved the defense and did not install things like energy shields. Anyway, those functions could be achieved with his own runes.

Of course, the consequence of upgrading the armor was that he needed to re-engraved all the runes, emblems and commemorative symbols on it, which took him a lot of time. After all, each rune on it did not work alone, but they had to be arranged and connected in a specific order to achieve the best effect.

Of course, they would not just stand here, after all, that would be too stupid, so the camp was quickly built and the prey they had just caught was roasted on the campfire. Now they just had to wait for Rhodes Island to arrive here, and then they would officially set out on their journey home.

Everything looks harmonious, if you ignore the duck on Claude's shoulder..., on the black shoulder armor, the duck is extremely conspicuous, with its two red paws tucked under its belly, and the whole duck curled up into a ball, staying obediently on Claude's shoulder.

The duck I met yesterday has a very unique ability. Just like the classic setting in online novels, it can connect to a space where objects are stored. The only difference is that it doesn't know how big that space is. After all, it rarely uses this ability.

According to the duck, every time it uses this ability, it will give itself a severe headache, so it will not use it unless it encounters something it really likes. This duck is quite interesting. Claude has no idea how it has such intelligence in such a big head. Logically speaking, its brain capacity is not enough to support this level of thinking.

Claude reached an agreement with the duck. He would take care of its food, clothing, shelter and transportation in the future... although he didn't know if it needed clothes. In exchange, the duck would hide his important items in that space when he needed them. It sounded quite cost-effective.

This duck is usually quite quiet, probably because of its past living habits. Except when eating, it always looks dazed. The quiet duck actually looks somewhat cute. After all, its body is quite small, and when curled up it looks like a white ball of fur.

Claude found a stone and sat down slowly. Surprisingly, the armor plates on his body did not make much noise. This was a small improvement he made. He stretched out his gloved hand and grabbed the duck from his shoulder. During this process, the other party also raised his head as if waking up from a dream.

"You should have a name, right? I can't keep calling you Duck. I have a feeling you and I will be together for quite some time. How about telling me?"

The duck blinked humanely, and then spoke:

"Name? I do have a name, but few people have ever called me that. If you want to call me that, you can call me 'Dugo'"

"Dugo, it's a rare name, it must have some special meaning."

Hearing Claude's words, Dugo showed a thoughtful expression:

"Maybe. To be honest, I don't know anything. By the time I realized what was happening, I was already in the forest. Those stupid crocodiles kept trying to catch me, but none of them could keep up with my speed. After a while, they just ignored me. I don't know anything about it except the name. Maybe it's not even mine."

"Okay, then I'll call you Dugo from now on. This is the first step in our acquaintance."

"You're a nice person! I thought you were difficult to get along with, but now it seems I was overthinking."

Claude stretched out his hand, and Dugo jumped to the ground along his gauntlet.

"Do you eat meat? If not, I'll get you some berries and vegetables or something."

Dugo walked to the campfire with the waddling steps of a duck, and said without looking back:

"Of course I ate it. I didn't like it if it wasn't spicy enough with more spice. People here don't like to put chili in their food. I can never find it when I go to their kitchen to look for food."

Claude couldn't help laughing. He took two steps forward to the campfire, took out a dagger and cut a piece of meat, then took out a bottle of chili powder from his bag and sprinkled a thick layer on it.

"Most people living in this hot and humid climate don't like to eat chili peppers. I was a little surprised that you can eat chili peppers here."

"It's not strange. After all, there are so many people here, there must be something they like to eat."

Dugo stretched out his mouth and grabbed the piece of meat. With the unique eating method of a duck, he raised his head and swallowed it in two gulps. The chili powder stimulated his mouth and esophagus, making him gasp for breath.

"That's the taste. More! More!"

Claude stretched out his dagger and continued to cut the meat, while Dugo was shouting and screaming at his feet. Its behavior soon attracted one person's attention. Xiaoke soon realized that the duck was actually snatching meat from him, and immediately rushed over. He looked at Dugo with a rather unfriendly look, as if he wanted to put it in the campfire and roast it.

Keenly aware of Ceo's malicious intent, Dugo hurriedly hid beside Claude's iron boots. For some reason, he was quite afraid of Ceo. As long as Ceo noticed him, he would hurriedly find a place to hide. After a long time, he carefully poked his head out again.

At this time, Claude had successfully calmed Xiao Ke down, and everyone sat around the campfire and started eating today's breakfast.

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The moment the huge landship appeared on the horizon, everyone noticed it immediately, and the signal lights on Rhodes Island began to flash, as if they had discovered them and were greeting them.

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Claude and his group were already familiar with the operation, but Zumama, who was on the Landship for the first time, had a stunned expression on her face the whole way. It seemed that she would hug the wall of the Landship and drool in the next second. Her long and powerful tail could not help but flap on the floor continuously, venting her excitement.

As per the convention they have to carry out disinfection. After all, this is a medical company and they always pay attention to this aspect.

Just as they were queuing up to enter the disinfection room, a round little car drove over.

"Miss, please don't move around. Disinfection is about to begin."

The person that the car was talking about was naturally Zumama. She was so excited that she was trying to hook the surveillance camera next to her with her tail. Because her tail was so long, she almost succeeded.

But the medical car could not have predicted what would happen because of his own words.

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The black-haired Fidelia girl slowly turned her head with shining eyes and stared at the car. The car was also very humane. Sensing something was wrong, it slowly backed up, but it was still a step too slow. Zumama suddenly flew out and hugged the car.

"Is this the talking machine you mentioned, Mr. Claude? It can actually talk!! You didn't lie to me!! This is amazing, can you tell me your name? Let's get to know each other!!"

Although she said she wanted to get to know him, the girl's hands were restlessly touching all over the car, her face turned red and she was breathing heavily.

"Please don't touch the medical operator casually, please calm down, young lady!! Please! ...Kuluxier, come and save me!! There's a pervert here!"

The warning lights on the car kept flashing, and the wheels below were spinning rapidly, but it slipped on the spot under the strange power of the Phaedia girl and couldn't get away at all. The sound device on it even started to speak nonsense, and this excellent level of artificial intelligence made Claude look at it with new eyes.

But no matter how impressed he was, he had to stop Zumama.

Claude walked forward, grabbed the girl's arm, and tried to pull her away from the cart. Although Zumama was very strong, she had no room to resist him. Seeing that his hand was about to fall from the shell of the cart, the girl, who was struggling desperately, stretched out her tail and wrapped around one of the wheels of the cart.

The muscular tail has great power, and under Claude's drag, the car is pulled along with the girl, and the rubber tires rub against the smooth floor, making a harsh sound.

"Calm down. This guy is also an operator from Rhodes Island. Don't touch him casually."

"I'm just taking a look, just a quick look, I won't do anything to it, Mr. Claude, please let me go!!"

In the end, Zumama was no match for Claude and was dragged away by him, and the cart quickly escaped from here. The wheels turned so fast that it disappeared into the disinfection room in the blink of an eye.

Claude threw the girl Phaedia in his hand into the disinfection room, and found a disinfection room for himself. After all, in his opinion, it was just a small episode and nothing special should happen.

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Should I? ...

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 212: Return

As the disinfectant solution sprayed by the shower head slowly stopped, Claude also wiped his body with a clean towel beside him. The main purpose of disinfection was to remove the Originium dust particles on their bodies. After all, in the wilderness outside the mobile city, the content of Originium dust in the air was always extremely high.

After putting on his clothes and armor, Claude pushed open the door of the disinfection room, and as he expected, the door next to it had already been opened. No one knew where Zumama had run to, but she was probably chasing the escaped car. Claude couldn't help but sigh. This Fidelia girl had a very simple character, but also had some minor flaws.

To put it simply, she is a bit reckless, which is a habit she developed in her hometown. In that place where strength is respected, there are not too many rules, so this girl always appears to be extremely bold.

Claude closed his eyes and his senses began to work at full capacity. The footprints that were almost impossible to find on the clean ground were now clearly visible to him, extending all the way out through the porch.

Then he began to follow the footprints on the ground like an experienced old hunter.

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Zumama's outfit was considered very bold here. This cool outfit not only showed her round and strong thighs, but also exposed large areas of white skin on her waist, back, chest and arms. This way of dressing was of course very suitable in the hot rain forest, but it was very eye-catching on Rhodes Island.

Operators passing by would be attracted by the beautiful girl Pheadia from time to time. She was wandering aimlessly in the ship of Rhodes Island, showing great enthusiasm for various machines around her, whether they were vending machines or coffee machines. This strange behavior quickly attracted the curiosity of most people. Some operators without tasks could not help but stop and observe her.

But the girl Fidelia suddenly stopped, raised her head, took two deep breaths, and accurately identified the smell of engine oil. This smell immediately excited her, and she began to pursue this smell, quickly shuttling through the corridor.

The operators who had gathered together saw that the girl had left and were about to disperse to do their own things, but a tall black knight suddenly came here through the crowd. Just as the operators were guessing, the knight also made a similar move. He raised his helmet slightly, was silent for a while, determined the direction, and then quickly chased after her.

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A blood demon girl with black hair, red eyes, pale skin and a sharp fang at the corner of her mouth. Although most people in this world would feel fear when hearing this description, this girl did not do any special activities unique to blood demons. Instead, she sat in a comfortable recliner with a glass of juice in her hand.

Life on Rhode Island became more and more comfortable, and her business grew bigger and bigger. Although she couldn't make a fortune every day, it was enough for her to live a life of idleness and wait for death.

"Kuluciel!! There's a pervert here!! Save me!"