After dinner, Lake planned to stay in the yard for a while longer, but under Buti's mandatory request, he had no choice but to say goodbye to Philip. He opened the wooden door and quickly followed Buti, who had already walked onto the dirt road.

"Wait for me, Dad."

After Lake caught up with Buti, he finally slowed down and followed Buti at a normal speed, complaining.

"Since you want to stay there so much, then you can continue to stay. I won't stop you."

Buti glanced at Lake beside him and said with a smile.

"I'm just saying that. Dad, if you say you want to leave, won't I follow you?!"

Lake replied flatteringly.

"Okay, tell me what else you haven't said yet. I've been waiting until now, but I still haven't waited for you to speak."

Buti listened to Lake attentively after he began to talk about the intelligence he had observed. He also used his peripheral vision to observe Lake from time to time. Only then did he realize from his subtle actions that Lake was actually hiding something.

I know whether I am hesitating or unwilling to say it in front of Phillip.

"Ah? No, I have nothing to hide."

Lake had some guesses and some logical theories, but he didn't want to share them with his father.

His idea is: Dad has a secret, and he also has a secret, so it means that both parties have secrets. If both parties have secrets and do not tell each other, it means that neither party has a secret, so the conclusion is not to tell, and he wants to wait until he confirms it.

Say it again.

"Really not?"

Of course, Buti would not believe Lake's lies. He believed that his observation was not wrong. Lake had seen something, but he was unwilling to say it.

"Really not!"

Lake coughed quietly once or twice before answering Buti's questions pretending to be calm. He was mentally prepared. It was just for a guy who had been a good boy for a long time to do something that was obviously deceiving.

It was difficult, not to mention that Lake was going to boldly do something he had never done before.

"Then let's talk about it after you have it."

Buti is relatively tolerant towards Lake. He will not force Lake to do things that he really doesn't want to do. Of course, some things that must be done must still be done.

"Well, okay."

Lake only agreed verbally, but in fact he still wanted to put his idea into practice during the meal. He wanted to wait until the thing really came true before sharing it with his father, so that maybe their commission could be fulfilled directly.

Done.

"I always feel like you are thinking of something weird, but I can't tell what it is."

Buti felt something was wrong when he heard Lake's indifferent response, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong with Lake's way of speaking, and it was not much different from his usual answers, so he thought of using words to deceive Lake.

"No, absolutely not."

Lake shook his head quickly. When Buti saw Lake's move, he understood that Lake did have some little secret.

But in fact, this was the case for Lake. When he faced Buti's suspicion, he panicked for some reason and felt a strong sense of guilt spreading from the depths of his heart, from head to toe, and

As for him, he couldn't help but want to admit to Buti that he planned to sneak out while he was sleeping and go to the edge of the stream to look for the strange wind snake and study its differences. Maybe he would get something valuable.

clue.

As the two people were talking, they walked past the school and came to the open space in the woods. The trees here were lush and green, and the setting sun was emitting its last rays, illuminating the woods and drawing out its shadows.

It extends very far into the wild fields outside the village.

"Okay, I believe you for now, get in the car."

Buti canceled the Farstrider's protective cover by unlocking it from the outside, pulled up the folding stairs, and stood aside waiting for Lake to climb up.

"So polite?"

Lake obviously realized that he had just made a mistake and was ready to admit it and face punishment. However, he did not wait for his father's criticism or anything, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

This made Lake feel that something was wrong, and he suspected that his father was secretly planning something in his heart, thinking of giving himself a punishment that would be remembered for a long time?

"Then you can't do it? If not, let me do it."

Buti originally wanted Lake to get on the line with good intentions, but it seemed that Lake didn't appreciate it. Instead, he questioned his purpose. This made Buti a little annoyed and wanted to give Lake's ass a hard blow as he was climbing the stairs.

Slap, his reason told him, it is better not to give Lake this kind of punishment to vent his emotions casually. The unprovoked violence will consume his own prestige.

"Don't be so fierce, Dad, haven't I already come up?"

Lake held the door frame and looked at Buti who was still standing underneath and comforted him.

"Get some water, heat it, and then wash yourself after boiling it. Your body will be full of sweat and stink. It smells terrible."

After Buti came up, the first words he said were not any other words, but the words he had been holding back for a long time. He wanted to talk to Lake after eating, but he couldn't find it.

When I got the chance, I almost forgot about it later. It wasn't until I smelled the faint sour smell on Lake's body when I was climbing the stairs that I remembered to remind Lake to take a shower.

"Then dad, do you want to take a shower too?"

When Lake found a place where he could express himself, of course he had to express himself well, so he waited until Buti walked to the table, then obediently put away the folding stairs, gently opened the car door, and asked Buti diligently.

His next arrangements.

"Don't worry about me, I know what I should do."

Buti removed the chair that was buckled under the table, then took out a translucent white spar plate from the cabinet above his head, removed the slender stick adsorbed on its edge, and drew circles on the plate.

With.

"Of course there's no problem, I'll get some water right away."

Lake was asking for trouble. He curled his lips to vent his frustration, and then squatted beside the iron bucket that was almost as high as his waist and slowly gathered water elements from around him.

Lake's speed is very slow. He thinks he is much faster than when he first left Cali. In fact, his speed has just changed from the level of watering the shower to the level of discharging water from a small faucet, and it is still the kind that cannot be turned on.

If it is too large, if the force is too strong and the water flow is too large, it will cause the water pipe to burst and become unusable.

After Buti had filled up the spar tablets in his hand and eliminated them several times, Lake finally filled the iron bucket more than half.

The water is full, which only means that Lake's work has just begun. He still needs to heat and clean himself, and then change his clothes and wash them again.

Thinking of this, Lake realized that he had taken all his clothes to the dormitory in the mission area and did not leave any clothes suitable for him in the car, so this meant that he still needed to use something to dry his clothes.

Do it to avoid the embarrassing dilemma of having nothing to wear.

"Is it installed?"

After Buti stopped hearing the gurgling water, he looked back at Lake and found that he was sitting cross-legged on the floor of the carriage, with his hand on the edge of the iron bucket, the other hand in his pocket, and his forehead against the iron bucket.

He didn't know what he was thinking, so he had to remind Lake aloud to prevent him from deserting and driving until dark after finishing the things he had not finished yet.

"Oh, okay."

Lake, who was still thinking about what else he needed to accomplish, was startled by Buti's reminder. When he raised his head, he accidentally touched the convex edge of the iron bucket, causing the iron bucket that was almost full to fill up.

There was a vibration, which almost caused all the water above to slosh out and spread all over his body and the surrounding floor. Fortunately, he had a hand on the iron bucket and the vibration of the iron bucket was not very large, so he was able to avoid it.

This embarrassing thing happened.

"When it's done, heat it up quickly and wash away the smell on your body. The same goes for your clothes and so on."

Buti urged Lake to prevent him from delaying due to distraction and wasting time.

"No problem."

Lake nodded and activated the elemental inscription covering the outside of the iron barrel, allowing the inscription responsible for heating to perform its due function at this time.

The elemental inscriptions glowing with light red are running darkly and brightly on the iron-white iron barrel, obtaining power from the charging stone embedded in the iron barrel by Buti, and changing it into energy through a series of transformations.

Heat the pure water in the bucket to a high temperature.

"Hey, Dad, this thing is much faster than the water bucket I have at home."

Lake compared it with the heated water bucket at home that took five or six minutes to warm up, and couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

"If it's not as good as yours, then there's no need for me, a mechanical scholar, to continue working."

Buti rolled his eyes, erased the derivation he just wrote, and rewrote a new derivation.

"Yes, Dad, how long do you need to heat this for?"

Lake felt that the process of waiting for the water to boil was boring, so he chose to pass the time that did not require full concentration by chatting with Buti.

"Don't disturb me!"

Buti said sternly that he was now deducing the most important part. The inspiration that came now was the opportunity that he had finally waited for. If he missed it this time, he would not know when the next time would be, so he cherished this opportunity very much.

"oh."

Lake raised his head and turned his attention from the iron bucket that was not yet boiling to Buti who was writing at his desk. To be honest, the way Buti was thinking seriously was like a scholar who was researching the truth relentlessly just to get it.

A seemingly simple result.

He looked at it for a while before moving his eyes back to the iron bucket in front of him, and saw that the water boiled immediately, and the boiling pure water was surging in the iron bucket. In this slightly chilly night, that
Chapter completed!