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After staring at the sea of ​​sand for a moment, Soshyan turned around and looked at Amnak.

"Do you know how to find this weird thief?"

Amnak smiled slightly.

"I have no choice. It is indeed quite difficult to find it. After all, it has stole so many valuable things, so it must have done a good job of concealment and protection, but someone can definitely find it."

"who?"

"Rozim."

"Rozim?"

Soshiyang frowned, but then unfolded and showed a smile.

"It's true. He used to have a mysterious guy wearing glasses around him. I didn't know what it was at that time. When Veronica reminded me, I realized that he was actually a disguised space undead, but it did not appear again in the future. I guess he found out that his identity was exposed."

"When Rozim comes back from Comoros, you can ask him to find Taracin for you, or ask him to send you a message."

"You're so sure he can do it?"

Amnak also smiled slightly.

"He is a blessed man, and there are few things that cannot be done."

"Well, but the situation in Comoros is very unclear now. Rozim may not be able to get out of here for a while. You see, these things are really a bit of a chain. I want to use Faros to find the outsider, but I have to find Lana. If you want to find Lana, you have to find Tarasin. If you want to find Tarasin, you have to find Rozim. If Rozim has time to find Tarasin, you have to solve the problem of Comoros."

"Actually you can skip Lana's link and try other space necromancers."

"I chose Lana because at least I knew her, other people who feared the deceased... To be honest, I don't trust me even if I come to the door on my own initiative."

"It seems you said that Lana has an organization?"

"organize..."

Soshiyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"As soon as you said that I remembered, she did have an organization... Well, but the same problem is still the same. Even if it is an organization, I don't know the truth and I dare not hand over such important equipment to the other party. I don't know if it's the secret stake of King Silence."

“It’s up to you to choose.”

"It's still the same way. Let's walk together with both legs. I will arrange for the Golden Feather Guard from the Wangting to find a way to find Taracin's old nest."

Then he returned to the many screens and looked at the right part where a group of boys were hiding in the cave. This was a very smart choice. The hot day was not conducive to hiking. It was chosen to move in the evening and early morning to save physical strength and water. However, the boys were not idle either, but were singing, tapping the kettle with wooden sticks, and a boy was directing everyone.

After singing, the boys started eating, and their eating pattern was very special. After breaking out part of their compressed biscuits and egg whites, they did not give them to them, but to those around them. The people around them would also give their own food to each other. This method of exchanging food seemed a bit strange because everyone's things were the same, but Soshiyang saw the trick.

Someone must have set a "standard", and eating with each other is to ensure that this standard can be implemented. In addition, singing before eating is to allow everyone to form a conditioned reflex, eating at a fixed time reduces the impact of hunger at other times.

These are all trivial matters, but Soshiyang couldn't help but nod.

"Whenever I see these children, I feel full of hope and a sense of accomplishment. I believe that among them, they will definitely come out of heroes in the future, which is incomparable to any technology or weapon."

As he said that, Soshiyang raised his head slightly, and his eyes showed a look of remembrance.

"Rozim also liked to sing his unrestrained country tunes at that time. I don't know if he is in trouble now..."

"Dear viewers! What is about to start now is the beard cutting competition!"

When the passionate voice of the preacher echoed over the Cold-blooded Arena, there was only a booing sound from the crowd around him, and Dogo in the field even blew his beard and stared at Rozim in the seat:

"You don't come by yourself, why should you bring me in?"

"Oh, it's just inconvenient for me. You're going to be plagued by the competition. You don't want you to fall with Green Skin, that's the first-class beautiful sister Wu Ling."

"You're so big! Who the hell is like Baimagang!"

Rozim waved awkwardly and looked at the hostess of the arena who was savoring blood wine at the other end - she was wearing a blood-red dress, and the fabric was very cheap, almost two threads extended from her neck to her waist, and expanded into two pieces of fabric, which exposed her large snow-white skin to the air, and combined with her golden snake-shaped crown, it looked charming and tempting.

The reason they came to this ghost place was because the Cold-Blooded Arena had a passage to the shadow country Elinderach, or the arena repeatedly repelled the invasion of Mandela and saved this block, allowing a semi-shaded area to be retained. However, in order to prevent Mandela from invading, the arena joined forces with several conspiracy groups to build a guardrail to block the floating sea of ​​shadows. This project was also supported by the Black Heart Conspiracy Group. After all, Victor did not like to see Mandela's kingdom continue to expand. This guardrail uses a mysterious rune technology that can disperse the shadows that are approaching for a long time.

But since there is a wall, there must be a door. After all, there is still a lot of wealth left in the area swallowed by the shadows, and there are always those who want to get those homeless things.

However, limited imports and exports were controlled, and those conspiracy groups certainly did not dare to offend Victor, so he could only start from the Cold-blooded Arena, because the witch spirits also mastered an import and export.

Consul Imo has a good relationship with the Cold-Blooded Arena. Originally, Rozim planned to use his mouth to move the other party, but he overestimated the influence of Imona and overestimated his own mouth.

The hostess of the Cold-Blooded Arena didn't care much about Victor, but she also thought it was a good choice to get Rozim to receive the reward. Fortunately, the daughters of Kane were a little "crazy". She also heard a lot of rumors about Rozim, especially because he was very interested in his guardian who was said to be very good at fighting. Because there was never a short man in this arena, she made two requests, and let him go as long as these two requests Rozim could meet them.

First, let Dogo fight with her best Bishop Wu Ling.

Second, Rozim must be able to "conquer" her, of course, only if the former is satisfied can the latter be found.

Who is Rozim? He is sure to be righteous-

Agreed!

"Dogo, I have confidence in you!"

"The fuck you just want to fuck that white mahjong! It's like your brother who is pickled with the water from the white mahjong! It sounds nice! I'm drunk and thrown into the mahjong nest! You can do it too!"


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