The gray-haired girl sat on the bed and said while looking at the man above her.
"The total area of Brays Island isn't that big, and I told them they could burn more smoke... If they're still alive, we'll have a result in the next few days."
"This is best."
Frick nodded.
From the girl, he got further information about Worm Village, and his face also looked not very good.
Maybe after I recover I can try to join the Sky Hunter Team?
Gliding with the help of wind power... Even if I can't reach the other side, I can just float down... and float into the sea, right?
He felt that this was not necessarily a dead end. At least he was confident in his swimming ability. If he could go into the sea, he could swim to the land.
"We have to be careful, Mr. Frick."
The girl's words made him slightly stunned.
"…What did you find?"
He glanced at the stone house and made sure that there were only a few villagers standing outside, then lowered his voice and asked her.
"According to Lindworm and Ashley, every once in a while... a few decades at most, or a few years at least, there are always outsiders who are swept to Brays Island by storms."
Hitzfeld's voice was also low.
"This frequency... I calculated it and it can actually form a 'heritage'."
inherited.
This was what she felt was most wrong with Worm Village.
Those foreign travelers, whether they intend to integrate into the village or go out on their own, mostly possess knowledge - knowledge from the outside world.
The language of the Worm Village is the same as that of the outside world, so there is no barrier to communication. In theory, the village can develop and progress little by little by absorbing these outsiders and create other advanced tools based on the existing civilization.
but.
not a single one.
The village looks the same as it did a hundred years ago.
The villagers didn't understand the outside world, and Lindworm didn't understand many of the words she said.
This doesn't make sense.
It looked like the tourists had never been there.
"Maybe they are more xenophobic," Frick tentatively guessed, "Or maybe they are just stupid? No matter how much we teach them, they just can't learn?"
“No written records remain…”
Hitzfeld didn't finish his words, but Frick got the idea.
He frowned, it was indeed too strange to see it this way.
Even if the locals are stupid and can't be taught, can't the outsiders find a way themselves?
Just like he also wrote his last words in his logbook, wouldn’t these people want to leave a record for future generations to see?
For those later travelers, maybe they can get out?
At least you can take the last words out?
Tell your family?
But... there just isn't.
Hitzfeld had specifically asked about the village of Worm and the entire Island of Brays.
In the soil, on wood chips, on cliffs.
No record has been left on any carrier.
"My idea is... either they were completely desperate, so desperate that they didn't even want to leave any records. Or there was something in this village, or some phenomenon, that erased the traces they left behind."
Hitzfeld said softly.
That's why she came to Frick in the first place.
Compared with the horror revealed in this speculation, the threat posed by the Golden Knight is too small.
Chapter 25 Raptor
While Hitzfeld and Frick were discussing the issue, on the other side of Brays Island, on the top of a separate mountain, three people were sitting around a campfire roasting wild fruits.
"I'm almost fed up with this kind of life." Torres was lying on a simple bed made of branches, his voice weak.
Eating fruit every day... Well, strictly speaking, it was only a little over two days, but taking into account the time before the storm and the time they were unconscious, he conservatively estimated that he had not had a bowel movement for at least four days.
The fruit was not poisonous, so it could keep them alive for now. But if he continued like this, he suspected that his digestive system would be completely destroyed, and he would die in great pain.
"I'd save some energy if I were you."
Xia Yibing flipped over the bunch of wild fruits and said something to him in a bad mood.
It's like everyone is the same. Of course... her and the pink-haired nun's situation is much better than the white-haired priest, but the improvement is extremely limited. Because the luxury of "breaking up dry food and mixing it with fruit puree" will end as time goes by. If you can't find more abundant food supplements in the next period of time, apart from the hidden dangers of gastrointestinal diseases, nutrition alone is a serious problem.
"This fruit is actually quite delicious." Cybert didn't think too much about it. He took a piece of the roasted fruit and took a bite, with a satisfied expression on his face.
"It tastes a bit like sour fruit bread. Would you like a bite, Torres?"
Not everyone is as easily satisfied as you.
Faced with the bread handed to him, Torres turned his face away in disgust.
"Ah!" Then he screamed immediately.
"Asshole woman! What are you doing!"
"You need a woman to take care of you and you are so rude to her. I doubt you had much education before you entered the parish."
Xia Yibing retracted the branch she was using to poke people and glanced at the young man indifferently.
"Sister Cybertron has been taking care of you these days. If you feel uncomfortable with this life, just tell us. I don't mind throwing you off a cliff."
“Agent Xiasha!” The pink-haired nun was startled and stopped eating the fruit. She quickly moved her body to block the young man. “Torres has been kicked in the head by a donkey! Please don’t bother with him!”
"...I don't want to talk to you." Xia Yibing scratched her hair, picked up the skewers and started eating.
She was not as spoiled as Torres. According to her, the three people survived the storm and still had fruits to eat here, which was definitely a blessing from fate.
And this fruit really tastes a bit like bread, just as Cybert said...
This made her a little curious, and she didn't quite understand why such plants would appear on this suspended island.
From a geographical perspective, the mere fact that vegetation is growing is very abnormal... because there is sea all around, and the land irrigated by sea mist can actually grow vegetation, and the quality is so normal, it seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it.
Lots of rain and plenty of sunshine?
It can only be categorized as one of these possibilities.
But this speculation doesn't make sense either.
While eating the fruit, she looked up at the sky.
The sun is shining brightly.
The temperature was very low last night, but now it is as hot as summer.
Sea cliffs are closer to the sun than flat land, and sunlight is more direct. The fruits of plants grown in this environment should store a lot of water and their sweetness will not be too low.
She couldn't understand why this fruit had a sour and soft taste.
She also noticed that in some places on the jungle floor there were half-buried shriveled fruits, some of which were even rotten.
But without exception, their appearance is relatively intact.
This proves that they were not dropped by seabirds, but fell off naturally.
Xia Yibing is well educated. She does not believe in Frick's statement that "all things have spirits", but believes in science and believes that the natural cycle has its own laws.
Many plants spread their seeds through fruits, using the fruits themselves to lure animals to eat them. The seeds are then excreted in their feces and fall to the ground to grow and reproduce.
But seabirds do not eat the breadfruits produced by these trees.
So why do they bear fruit?
What is the result?
As she thought about this, she remembered the bird she had killed and eaten raw.
What a pity...his physical condition was so poor at the time that the remaining intestines and internal organs were thrown away along with the skin.
Otherwise, you can tear open its intestines and stomach to see what it usually eats.
And so, several more hours passed.
The temperature was getting higher and higher. Xia Yibing left two clergymen to escape the heat under the cover of vegetation, and went out with a short rapier, intending to see if he could hunt a few birds and check if there was any place to climb nearby.
It was so hot that I was sweating after walking for a while.
The wounds on her elbows from being pecked and scratched had already scabbed over. Xia Yibing raised her hand and pulled all her hair behind her ears, rolled it into a ball, and tied it tightly with the string she used to tie her boots.
She was now wearing only a pair of badly torn trousers and a moon-white sailor shirt, with both arms exposed.
But it still feels unbearably hot, the sun is like a furnace.
“Even the wind is hot…”
Complaining in her heart, Xia Yibing walked to the end of the mountain and looked at the cliff opposite and began to think.
On sunny days, the fog is much less and she can see farther.
The cliff here is the shortest. She can reach another peak by stepping on some steep and sharp rocks to jump over a gap of more than 2 meters and then climbing up another 7 or 8 meters.
Will Hitzfeld... be there?
The woman still had hope in her heart.
She wanted to try it.
but not now.
There is still some water left in the water bag, so it should be able to last for half a day.
She planned to go back and inform the two people and start climbing later when the sun was not so scorching.
As she thought of this, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and saw a blurry black smoke rising behind the overlapping peaks in front of her.
!! ?
Rubbing her eyes to make sure she was not mistaken, Xia Yibing showed a bit of joy.
Could it be...man-made?
Is there anyone else alive?
Is the black smoke a signal to call companions?
She opened her mouth to scream, but suddenly realized that no one could hear her from such a distance.
The ideal response would be to light a fire as well, so she immediately turned around and ran back, intending to light the fire again.
huh... huh...
She ran so fast that she didn't notice the black shadow under her feet quietly spreading its wings and growing bigger.
wow——
The sound of breaking through the air came.
Experience made Xia Yibing realize that something was wrong. She suddenly lowered her head, bent her knees and half squatted, and used her calves to forcefully change her direction.
The next moment, a huge white shadow fluttered past her. This creature had never expected that the prey it had set its sights on could escape. It scraped its body against the ground a few times and flipped over, then suddenly spread its wings and confronted her.
"..."
Sweat dripped down her face, the woman clenched the dagger in her right hand, and stared at the bird of prey.
From the outside, it looks like a bird.
But it was much bigger than what she had hunted before.
Its body structure is somewhat like a combination of a falcon and a crane... The reason why it is not directly like a vulture is because its neck is longer and its head is very strange.
