“Wu, wu, wu.”
When Little Fox saw this, she looked up curiously, as though she wanted one.
“Wait, let me taste it first. If it’s not good, I won’t let you eat it,” Klein said with a smile.
When Little Fox heard this, she revealed an aggrieved expression. She looked very pitiful.
Klein picked up a spoon and gently tasted it.
It melted in his mouth.
“It really does taste like ice-cream. It’s very good.”
Klein passed the ice cream he had eaten to Little Fox and took out another one. He put it on the market and threw it to Alice.
After the transaction was completed, they entered the tasting stage.
“Wow, it’s ice-cold. Isn’t this too delicious? This is even better than the ice-cream I ate in the previous world. I’ll only eat half of it, leaving the remaining half for Mother,” Alice replied.
“Mom?”
Klein was extremely puzzled.
But he could figure it out with a little thought.
Ever since he came to the catacombs world, Klein had always been alone, but for others, it might not be the case.
Logically speaking, it was possible that his family had been dragged into the catacombs world.
Klein cut a few ice-cream cones.
Little Wind and Alu tasted them all.
They clearly liked the taste of ice-cream cones.
Alu and Lulu claimed that they had tasted them before, but they had never thought that the taste would be more unique when they were frozen.
In the regional channel, everyone was chatting happily.
As for the ranking, it was mentioned once again.
“If the reward tomorrow is a blessing buff, I feel that if I find a treasure chest, I can save it until tomorrow to open it.”
“F*ck, that makes sense.”
“Can such a bug work?”
“It should work, right?”
Klein happened to see the suggestion in the group chat and fell into deep thought.
There were four more excavations in the afternoon. If there were treasure chests, he could indeed save them first.
He rested for a while in the afternoon.
Klein put away the runic base and continued digging for the day.
[Continue digging to the right. The two Bronze Treasure Chests are shining. Be careful of the Treasure Chest Monsters’ sneak attacks.]
[In the catacomb ahead, there are a few fruit trees waiting to bloom.]
[In the catacomb behind, there is a Silver Treasure Chest. The Sand Murlocs Tribe is conducting a sacrificial ceremony. If you barge in recklessly, you will be treated as an enemy. Unless you intimidate them, they will swarm up and create some trouble for you.]
[Dig down and you will enter a quicksand environment. Be careful of the strange creatures hiding underground. It’s best if your feet don’t fall to the ground.]
[Dig up and there’s nothing.]
There was a treasure chest in the direction of the two of them.
The danger level of the bronze treasure chest was low. There was a Sand Murlocs Tribe in the Silver Treasure Chest catacomb.
According to the usual practice, he would first check the living creatures.
…
[Sand Murlocs: A tribe of Fishmen who walk upright. They are ugly and are considered as the five dregs of war. They are known for their large numbers. Even in a small tribe, there would be hundreds of Sand Fishmen. They worship some evil gods and often hold sacrifices, hoping that the evil gods will give them strength and courage. Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is their nature. Usually, when they meet a strong enemy, they will be defeated in an instant, even worse than the Kobolds.]
[Ability: Sand Diving]
[Weakness: Bullying the weak and fearing the strong.]
[Danger Factor: 38]
Ability Check.
[Sand Diving: Able to enter the ground at a faster speed and snorkeling for a longer period of time.]
..
The description deliberately compared the Sandmen to the Kobolds.
Klein immediately understood.
The Kobolds were trash, and the Sand Murlocs were even more trash! He chose to dig backward in the next catacombs.
Not long after, the passageway opened.
Klein brought his two pets into the next catacomb.
The environment before him changed.
The sixty-eighth catacomb was relatively large.
It spanned at least a hundred and fifty meters.
At a glance, the terrain was varied.
There were sandy grounds, swampy grounds, and small hills.
There were quite a few simple wooden huts here. They were extremely distorted, as though they could be blown down with a single blow.
They must be the residences of the Sand Murlocs.
There were about thirty to forty wooden huts in total.
They formed a circle.
A strange tone came from inside.
“A priest?”
Klein brought the two small ones and quietly climbed into a wooden hut.
He stood at the corner and looked inside.
There were more than a hundred Sand Murlocs surrounding an altar, prostrating themselves in worship.
A Sand Murloc covered in colorful paint was jumping up and down in front of them, constantly muttering something.
On the altar, a Werewolf struggled hard and was treated as an offering.
In the center of the altar, there was a stone statue that seemed to be the god they worshipped.
A moment later.
The Sand Murloc that was leading the sacrifice took out a small knife and cut off the Werewolf’s neck with a grin.
Blood kept flowing down.
As if it was not enough, the Sand Murloc mumbled.
Soon, a group of Sand Murlocs piled up a few thin and weak of their kind on the altar.
No matter how they struggled, there was no way it could escape.
“For the sacrificial offering, they have to kill their own kind as well!”
Klein’s eyes darted around as he looked elsewhere.
The silver treasure chest was within the encirclement of the Sand Murlocs.
This group of fellows was still offering sacrifices.
Klein didn’t know how long they would last.
If this dragged on for half a day, he wouldn’t be able to take it.
Just as he was weighing the pros and cons, a strange cry came from the front.
So…
Klein was discovered by a Sand Murloc!
The situation had suddenly changed, and Klein was in danger!
