"Sure enough."

Kant nodded, thoughtful.

Once upon a time, this well was the center of the lowly gnoll tribe.

The gnoll shaman is the master of the distribution of fresh water resources, and this well can make all the 2000+ jackals in the entire tribe drink fresh water every day, and it can also ensure the reproduction of the entire tribe.

Judging by the water consumption of so many people, even the original sentry oasis could not be satisfied.

After all, the original water resources of the Sentry Oasis were at best a pool.

Not even a slightly larger pond!

If there are so many gnolls, no, even 1,000 gnolls, in less than 7 days, they can destroy all the original sentry oasis, after all, the scale of thousands of people is extremely terrifying.

What's more, it's still a 2000+ gnoll tribe!

If this well could not have been connected to an underground river or an underground lake, it would not have been possible to have such a large amount of water.

Kant had speculated on this at the time.

And now.

The mage apprentices have solved this puzzle without a doubt!

"Since this is an underground river."

Kant groaned slightly.

His eyes flickered, the system dialog box opened, and when he saw the buildings in it, his eyes suddenly changed: "It's really possible." ”

Water well.

It's nothing but a well of the system.

As long as there is an underground water source, Kant can build a system well at any time.

Just like when I was in the Central Station, the direction given by the system was above the underground lake, so the well was built, and then the Central Station was built.

In the Narun Desert, water is a precious asset.

occupies water resources.

That's tantamount to occupying a gold mine!

In fact, even if there is a gold mine in the depths of the desert, but there is not a single well or oasis around, then this gold mine is a useless waste, and it cannot even be mined, is it not waste or what?

The miners who mine always need to drink water!

"Since there's an underground river here." Kant turned his head to look north.

If this underground river can be located not far from the salt mine, it can indeed solve a lot of troubles, such as the fresh water that needs to be transported every week can be canceled, and they can go and fetch water for drinking.

It also takes a day to get from the sentry oasis to the salt mine.

It's already dusk.

Kant intended to arrive at the Salt Mine Station before midnight.

There, there were already civilians working and living, while 20 desert bandits were tasked with keeping the area safe, making sure that the low-level gnolls with red eyes from hunger would not show up and attack civilians who had been tired all day.

"Let's go!"

Kant turned over and got back on his horse.

It has been abandoned and does not have much prospect for development.

Perhaps when Kant's oasis grows larger in the future, it will become a good sprawl area, after all, there are underground rivers, and as long as a few wells are built, the oasis can be irrigated.

But that's a long, long time later.

After all, it is unrealistic for the sentry oasis to become a group of oases spanning more than ten kilometers.

Only by completely opening an above-ground river, with the help of the river's powerful irrigation capacity, and improving the environment on both sides of the river, can a large-scale oasis appear in the desert, otherwise it will still be like a flower in the mirror, scorched by the scorching sun in the sky, turned into a dry sandbank, and finally disappeared.

Just like the desert oasis groups that have disappeared from all eras on the earth, they are caused by the disappearance of underground rivers and the depletion of above-ground rivers.

If you want to get an oasis like a fertile plain, you need a river.

Kant had already conceived of this.

But in the current situation, it is better to develop your own sentry oasis more lushly.

The sentry oasis carrying the castle of "Drehem" is the foundation of Kant!

Time passes.

Night covers the sky.

Kant and the troops walked forward, looking up at the top of the sand dunes in front of them, and as the stars shone, there was a faint fire flickering, which was the salt mine station, a place where he and his troops could rest for a while.

At least it's much better than setting up a tent in the desert.

The moonlight is like a soft veil.

Soon, Kant and them were also discovered at the salt mine station.

10 desert robbers rode directly and galloped wildly, and another 10 desert bandits scattered around, riding horses and standing on the sand dunes to watch the situation here, one by one extremely cautious, for fear of encountering unfamiliar cavalry troops, if they were not defeated, they could also scatter and run, escape and be the first to report to the direction of the castle.

However, soon their vigilance was lifted, and the desert bandits led by them saluted Kant very respectfully: "My lord, I didn't expect to see you so late, it's a special honor!" ”

"Well, I've just arrived, too."

Kant nodded and instructed him, "Don't be nervous, let people come back." ”

"Yes!" The desert bandit nodded.

With the rhythmic whistle blowing, the desert bandits waiting for the results on the surrounding sand dunes immediately rode over and looked at Kant one by one, with a look of honor and excitement in their eyes.

For them, meeting Kant is no different from seeing their own king!

Crowded into the station.

Thirty peasants dressed in linen clothes were also respectfully standing at the gate of the inn to welcome Kant's arrival.

They are salt miners.

The daily work is to load the coarse salt that can be found everywhere on the saline-alkali land outside the salt mine station into sacks, and when the camel team arrives, it will be carried to the camels' backs, so that these camels can quickly return and bring back these raw materials for salt production.

It was hard work, which is why Kant took the more than 300 captives.

There were many slave miners needed on the saline land.

In particular, the production of coarse salt here must be increased as the production scale of the salt mill expands.

However, having so many slave miners can obviously relieve a lot of pressure, at least for the captive slaves, Kant doesn't need to care too much about human rights, even if they starve every day, it's okay, slaves are consumables anyway.

Now that you have become a slave, you can't be treated as a friend!

The next caravan of supplies arrives, and the captive slaves will be brought over.

Kant is well arranged.

At the same time, looking at the 20 desert bandits and 30 Swadia civilians in front of him, his eyes were slightly shocked, and he couldn't help asking, "How many wars have you experienced?" ”

"War? No, not yet. ”

These people were equally puzzled and shook their heads in denial: "We have not experienced war. ”

Kant frowned and said, "Look at you, it seems that you have had combat experience? ”

"Well, when we came here, we strangled some of the low-ranking gnolls, scattered around, about 200 of them, and they were very hungry and attacked us, but they were very weak."

The desert bandits and civilians finally remembered.

After all, when I first came to the Salt Mine Station, there were still scattered gnolls around.

They are all struggling survivors in the Naren Desert, when Kant defeated the jackals in the entire camp, and there were many scattered outside, although they were almost dead, but there were still many gnolls who persevered with a little water and food, and became the walking dead wandering in this desert.

That's right, it's okay to say it's the walking dead, because these gnolls have no regular food source and no adequate water, and they rely on their natural patience to support them, and when they can't support it, it's time to die.

Or be killed by desert bandits and civilians in partnership.

To them, the gnolls who came to attack were as pitiful as beggars.

Even civilians can knock down several with the tools in their hands.

Hungry chests against backs, and gnolls who have no strength are no threat to civilians at all.

Not to mention the 20 desert bandits who are armed and stationed here.

After two weeks of defending, they took out a lot of sporadic gnolls, and almost all the gnolls around them turned into corpses, which also gave them plenty of experience to allow for upgrades.

Kant did not hesitate and directly chose the upgrade option.

30 Swadia militiamen.

20 elite desert bandits.

After the upgrade, although it is still a low-level soldier, it is easier to guard this area.

What's more, there are more than 300 captives who come to work as slave miners, and with these 50 guards, they can be considered to be able to cope with it, even if they can't cope with it, starving this group of slaves for a few days, they can be kept as dogs.

Where can a slave who has no strength resist?

Sleep late at night.

Tomorrow morning, Kant will continue to lead the team to set off.

There is still a long way to go in the depths of the Narun Desert.

According to the route reported by the captives of the Greymane Kingdom, it would take 3 days to walk through this saline land alone, and then another 5 days to see the Devil's Zone.

However, the Devil's Land is extremely hot, and no one can cross it.

The Graymane Kingdom's expeditionary force chose to spend 10 days to bypass the Devil's Zone.

But Kant went straight to it.

His mission was to enter the Devil's Zone to investigate, and the so-called Holy Maiden of the Sun God Sect may be in the Devil's Zone, after all, the sun also represents temperature, and the Devil's Zone with unbearable heat may have a lot to do with it!

Replenish food and water at the inn and continue the trek.

Along the way, the deeper and deeper into the Narun Desert, the vast sea of sand occupies the field of vision.

Day after day is full of desert.

Even the further you go in, the more gentle the desert terrain becomes.

More and more sand appeared in front of them, and the higher and higher temperatures also made Kant sweat.

Even knights with extraordinary powers, mage apprentices with elemental powers, are a little powerless for the Narun Desert, and one by one their faces have a look of exhaustion, and they are all enduring hardship.

Kant was also patient.

"Is this the depths of the Narun Desert?"

He swallowed and foamed.

The chapped lips no longer have the moisture of saliva, and even swallowing the saliva that was finally secreted seems to make the chapped throat have a knife cut one after another.

The cruelty of the Narun Desert became more and more obvious as it went deeper and deeper.

Civilized Forbidden Zone.

Desert of race.

At this very moment, it is revealed!

With his hands on the pergola, Kant looked ahead, and there was still an endless sea of sand.

I couldn't help but take out the water bladder on the side of my arms, opened the plug and took a small sip, so that my mouth and throat were a little moisturized, but when the thirst in my throat became more and more intense, Kant re-plugged the lid.

Now is not the time to take a big sip of fresh water, he wants to ensure that there is a reserve of fresh water.