"Every adult man has a very terrible enemy. It is invisible, comes and goes. No matter what method is used, it cannot be defeated. He can control your thoughts, break your spirit, and destroy your body. It puts you in endless pain. You can't breathe. It's hard to work. Even living itself is a kind of torture. You can't wait to find a knife to end your life. This enemy has been rampant across the continent for thousands of years. But no one can subdue him. All Men all succumb to his lustful power. They don’t even dare to challenge. This is endless humiliation..." The above are the terrifying remarks that Teacher Keshava used to educate Jonah.
The frightened astrologer's apprentice asked blankly: "Teacher, who is that?"
"the Hangover."
Keshava, a seventh-level astrologer, covered his head and said bitterly with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
Now Jonah felt the same as the strange old man who had been hanging out in the tavern all year round. As soon as he sat up, he was struck by a sudden headache. "Ouch." Jonah pressed his temples with both hands. He felt like there were ten thousand sharp daggers in his skull. The conflict between the left and the right crushed his brain and willpower to pieces.
Danny poked his head in from the door: "What's the matter?"
"...Headache." Jonah replied with a grin.
"It's normal." Danny chuckled. "You will only know what a real hangover is if you drink up a bottle of Silver Label Cactus wine like me. Take your time, cargo friend."
Jonah picked up a symbolic rope from his body. "Prove that you are our goods." Danny explained with a smile. Jonah slowly got out of bed and glanced around. This was a messy but clean small room. The wooden floor under the feet of the house was shaking constantly. Hot sand particles were floating in the air. "I'm on the boat." He asked, covering his forehead. "What happened last night? It seems that after that lady entered the house, my memory... Interrupted..."
"The cutie told you the news about your partner. You drank too much. That's it." Danny Stewart briefly introduced. "It's 11 o'clock at noon on May 1st. We want to cross the Great Sand Falls before the windless period arrives. .You must visit the scenery of Dasha Waterfall. It will be unforgettable for a lifetime.”
It took Jonah five minutes to hold on to the wall and walk out of the cabin. He climbed up the stairs to the deck. The three-masted sailing ship "Bactrian Wind" was riding the strong northeasterly wind in the endless sea of sand. The long smoke of centipedes was leading to the direction. The rays of the golden sun on the horizon made Jonah squint his eyes, and there was a stabbing pain in his head.
"What time did we set off? The ship has been repaired." He glanced around. It looked like a temporary repair. The damaged areas were reinforced with copper hoops and large rivets. The curved main mast was wrapped in layers like a thousand-layer roll. Iron sheet. Look carefully. There are two large patches on the sail.
"At three o'clock in the night, the night wind was just right. We didn't wake you up and set sail directly." Danny patted the side of the boat and showed a magnanimous smile: "Of course. Another reason is that Lao Bei fell asleep and wouldn't tell us. Recover maintenance fees..."
Jonah was no longer surprised by what the embarrassed Stewart could do. He shook his head and tried to shake the headache away. "The hangover is really uncomfortable... By the way, you didn't have time to tell me yesterday. Big Sand Falls What on earth is it?"
The man from the Stewart family leaned leisurely against the side of the boat and shook his finger: "No, no. The Great Sand Falls is not a thing. It is a staircase in the middle of the endless sand sea. A joke played by the Creator on all the creatures in the desert. To put it simply The terrain of the desert is higher in the northeast and lower in the southwest. The 700-yard height difference is not reflected in a gentle slope. Instead, it forms a 700-yard-high quicksand waterfall in the center of the desert. The northeast wind blows tens of thousands of tons of water. The yellow sand is pushed to the southwest. The sand flows down the cliff to form a waterfall. Except that the flowing sand is grains of sand, it is no different from a real waterfall."
Jonah was surprised and said: "Then how are we going to get down?"
"Of course we have to sail down." Danny looked at him in a fuss. "Otherwise, what else can we do? Swim down."
"It won't fall." The astrologer apprentice's understanding of the waterfall is limited to a small tributary of the holy river flowing through the Red Stone Castle in St. Bolen. You can see a small waterfall from the astrology tower. The slope is 100. %. The gap is 5 yards. It looks very fast.
Danny explained: "No problem. The big sand waterfall is not straight up and down. As long as there is a slight slope, the sand-eating insects can carry the sailboat and rush down. Due to the wind, the slope of the sand waterfall can change at any time. According to reports The little cutie said it seems a bit difficult to handle this year. Let’s see with our own eyes later.”
"Miss Katharina...has left." Due to the influence of alcohol, Jonah's impression of this woman was extremely vague.
"Leaved 2 hours earlier than us. Her sloop 'Oasis' is one of the fastest sailing ships in the endless sand sea. It is built on an elite standard sand-eating worm. It was the last work designed by Lao Bei. It is very remarkable. "It's a sailing ship." He praised Maximilian a few times. Danny peeked at his sister a little guiltily. Hannah stood at the bow of the ship and held the steering wheel. She didn't seem to care about their little conversation.
Jonah pressed his temple hard and waited for a burst of intense pain to pass. Then he asked in a low voice: "So, Elliot is waiting for me in the golden city of Bactria. This is not a dream, right?"
Danny shook his head. "Don't think about it, cargo friend. We can't change the route. You can't go anywhere before reaching Namoza."
"...Where is Namoza? How many days can it take to reach it? How far is it from the Golden City?" The astrologer apprentice raised his head and looked directly into the other person's eyes with the last glimmer of hope.
The man from the Stewart family pondered for a moment. "If the wind force remains so ideal and no time is wasted at the backworm node, it will take about six days. Namozha City is a desert city in the Tocharian Empire. It is on the edge of the endless sand sea. Zone. It is 1,200 miles away from there by land to the Golden City. Even if you take the fastest steam puppet-powered carriage, it will take four to five days."
Jonah did a simple mental calculation. A bright color appeared on his face: "So, it is possible to arrive before the 15th."
Danny did not express clear agreement. He raised his finger and pointed to the sky. "Maybe. It's just possible. The Lord God Luta is above. The world is full of all kinds of unknowns. One after another unknowns will make accurate calculations It’s meaningless. We can’t guarantee anything. For example, who is waiting for you in Namoza? Is it a friend or an enemy who entrusts us to transport you?”
This matter is also a puzzle that Jonah has been thinking about for a long time but can't find the answer. "I don't know. I don't have a clue." The astrologer's apprentice, who was full of thoughts, sighed. He looked at the long sand dunes passing by quickly and licked the dry sand dunes. lips.
"Water." A water bag appeared in front of me.
"Thank you." Jonah took the half-full cowhide water bag. He drank a few mouthfuls of the cool liquid and wiped his mouth. He was surprised to find that it was Hannah Stewart who cared about him.
"I need to know about Summer White Sakura." His sister looked at him with her narrow gray-green eyes. Her messy short golden hair looked very dazzling.
"Of course. Just let me study it some more. A few hours will be enough." This was also a topic that Jonah was very interested in. He cheered up and answered.
At this time, there was a regular high-frequency fluctuation on the deck. Sand grains kept bouncing on the floor. Jonah raised his feet strangely and looked at the ground. There was nothing abnormal. "Here it comes. Hannah." Danny jumped up suddenly. Grab a rope and quickly climb up the main mast. Jump into the high observation deck.
Hannah immediately returned to the steering wheel and covered the sun with her palms. "I can't see yet. How far it is."
"I didn't see it either...wait a minute. The shabu appeared. That's right. The Great Sand Falls is within 5 miles." My brother's voice came from the air. There was a slight nervousness and strong excitement in his voice. "Cargo friend, all the items on the ship, except you, are all fixed to the deck with ropes. We will experience a very exciting rappelling game in a moment. It is recommended that you be prepared for safety... tie yourself back On the mast is a good idea."
"What." Jonah didn't respond.
"Secure yourself." Hannah reminded. Then she shouted to her brother: "Can you detect the slope? From which direction to enter? When to start slowing down."
"Who do you think I am? You can guess the slope just by the height of the shabu." Danny yelled back: "It's okay if you don't fall to your death anyway. This is how it happens every year."
Hannah was so angry: "The 'Bactrian Wind' is not like this in dad's hands. He can always find the gentlest slope to pass through. Can you show a little bit of a navigator?"
Danny seemed even more angry than her: "Let me figure one thing out. My dear sister, you are now the current head of the Stewart family. It is your responsibility to protect the three-masted sailboat. Do you really think your father would do it when he was alive?" Isn’t it a stupid move to drive an unprotected sailboat into a drought and tornado just because of a grudge against the Schmidt family?”
Hannah fired back even more angrily: "Dad would never cling to that pretentious woman like a boneless slime monster. If you, the traitor, hadn't protected her over and over again, I would have shot her to pieces. My noble little head avenged my father in hell."
"Hell. I agree with this." Danny nodded. Then he yelled at a louder volume: "You think she is a porcelain doll with two copper coins each in the store. You can just break it. She is Katharina. ? Maximilian. Not to mention the great knight behind her. Just the few old guys in the Racing Star Tavern who are familiar with her face. As long as you dare to hurt her even a hair, they will tear her to pieces. Like a rag doll, I will tear you into pieces that even the father in hell will not recognize."
Jonah turned a deaf ear to the quarrel between the brothers and sisters. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly ahead. On the bow of the three-masted sailboat hung the bow statue of the main god Luta, who was wearing chains and opening his mouth to let out a silent cry. At this moment, the exquisite statue. The statue is being A warning scream was directed at the overwhelming yellow fog. At the end of the desert ahead, the blue sky has been dyed earthy yellow by the strange fog rising from the skyline. This dust fog looks very similar to the sand dust kicked up by the drought tornado. It was close. But a few seconds later, the clipper rushed into the area shrouded in sand and fog. Yona immediately coughed violently and quickly covered his mouth and nose with the corner of his clothes.