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Licking his lips, which had already dried up and had even taken a few bloody wounds, he swallowed hard so that his throat, which was already smoking, could be more comfortable. The two men who looked at each other had the same despair in their eyes, because it was the only food left for the two of them.

"I guess we're going to die. Merriam's ancestor sat down on the ground, looking up at the sky that seemed to be forever gray, and his brown eyes were full of confusion.

"Don't move, me, I'll look and see if I can find anything else. The Viking pirate struggled to his feet.

"Is there anything else here besides us, but the treasures that can't be eaten?" shouted Merlian's ancestors, pointing to the pile of treasures that would have woken him up from his sleep if he had been kept in his normal place.

Remembering the day he and the Vikings had almost gone mad with joy when they discovered the treasures in the wreckage of the ancient ship, Merrien's ancestor felt a pang of irony. He knew that they shouldn't have wasted their energy looking for these useless things at all, and what was the use of them here, no matter how precious they were?

"Man, don't give up, you see, you can survive from our red-bearded pirates, survive that terrible storm, and trust me, you will survive here too. The Viking patted Merianne's ancestor on the shoulder (or at least he thought he had) hard, "We're going to survive, trust me, we will!"

"Perhaps......" Merianne's ancestor smiled wryly, completely unconfident about it.

"You wait for me. The Viking pirates fell silent suddenly, stood up, and walked towards a small pile of sand not far from them.

As if sensing something, Merion's ancestor suddenly changed his face, and suddenly stood up and stood in front of the Viking pirates: "God, are you crazy......? , no, you can't!"

"Get out of the way! You should know it's the only way we can survive. The Viking pirate met with bloodshot eyes, "You should know. ”

"No, man, we can't!Ah, by the way, didn't you say you were going to look for it again? Let's expand the search area a little more, and believe me, we can ...... it."

"You don't have to fool yourself anymore! Besides this last bit of water and this half of the lavender fish, can you still find something to eat in the sand? Except, of course, the ones inside. "The Viking pirates compared to that little pile of sand.

Merlian's ancestor was silent, and though he didn't want to admit it, he knew that the Viking was telling the truth.

"Think about your wife, and your children, life is more important than anything else, isn't it?" the Viking pirate took a few steps forward and patted Merrien's ancestor on the shoulder, and then prepared to walk past him and continue walking.

"No!" lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists, "It's important to be alive, but I can't give up the bottom line of being a human being in order to live." ”

The Viking pirate stiffened and stopped moving forward.

"You ......"

Just as the Viking pirate was about to say something more, suddenly the ground shook like an earthquake.

"Oh my God, what's going on!" the two subconsciously turned back to back and made a defensive posture.

"Look, look up!" the Viking pirate suddenly cried.

It turned out that the sky that had been gray suddenly changed, and the gray in the sky was slowly fading, no, not fading, but slowly gathering and compressing in one direction as if attracted by something.

"Hell, what is that?" a stele-like thing appeared in mid-air, and then only a "whoosh, whoosh" sound was heard, and one after another unidentified objects suddenly emerged from under the sand, flew into the sky, and spun around the stele-like thing as if they were pilgrimage.

The gray sky was quickly torn apart, and the warm sunlight and the familiar blue loomed behind it.

"God forbid, exit! That must be an exit!" Merrian's ancestor screamed, "Quick, quick, let's find a way to get out of there!" By the way, and this, we must not forget it......" Merrian's ancestor jumped up and pounced on the pile of treasure they had gathered earlier.

Gold coins, ruby necklaces, scepters inlaid with huge gems, which Merrian's ancestors crazily stuffed into themselves.

The Viking pirate moved, too, but instead of the pile of riches, he pounced on the little bottle of water they had left, the half of the smoked fish, and the deck that had saved him at the other end.

"Let's go!" the Viking pirate suddenly pulled up, still frantically stuffing the wealth into his own ancestors.

"Later, I'll pretend to be ......" Merrien's ancestor panted with red eyes and waited to pounce on the treasure, knowing that if he could bring it back, if he could sell it, the money would be enough for him to buy a large tract of land and live a precious squire life, which was the hope for him, his wife, his children, and their family to live happily ever after......

"Horn!" a big slap slap hit Merian's ancestor in the face.

"You ......" Merian's ancestors instinctively wanted to fight back, for him now, those who prevented him from taking his wealth were his enemies!

"Pretend, you idiot, if you pretend again, you will equip and stay here to die. The Viking pirate shouted as he pointed to the rift that appeared in mid-air.

"Oh God~" Merian's ancestor turned pale, and the gold coin in his hand slipped from his fingertips, and the gap that had cracked to the ground before had begun to gather again.

"What are you doing there! Don't run!" the Viking pirate grabbed Merianne's ancestor's hand and began to run.

The soft sand made it even more difficult for the two of them to run, and the gold coins and gems that Merian's ancestor stuffed into every pocket on his body made him stumble and move hard, and even fell to the ground several times, unable to run fast at all.

"Fool, if you don't want to stay here any longer, if you don't want to die, just throw all that waste away!" the Viking pirate roared frantically as he half-dragged Merian's ancestor, looking at the gap that was beginning to shrink smaller and smaller, and even had already closed upwards to heal. (To be continued.) )