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Volume 1 Sailing Chapter 34 The Last Level

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    "Good people are rewarded? What kind of reminder is this?" Nisha frowned, showing a bit of the majesty of a high-ranking person.  I have to say that the aura of this female island owner is still very strong.  ¡°My previous tips were also very unreliable, but they helped every time.¡± An Rui spread his hands and said.  "That's true." Nisha nodded, "Then can you make it clearer? What does the reward for good people have to do with the next test?" "It's useless even if I tell you clearly." "Why?  ?¡± ¡°Because once you step through the next door, you will forget what I said to you and everything you have experienced before. This reminder can leave you a little bit.  The impression is pretty good." "Will I forget what happened before?" A more intense look of doubt appeared on Nisa's porcelain-white face, but it soon dissipated and her eyes brightened, "I think.  Get up, you just mentioned that there is a test in the illusion. Will you enter the illusion after I open the door and walk in? " "Yes, you will enter the illusion, and this illusion will test your love.  So I remind you that good people are rewarded." "I will remember your words." "I hope so." An Rui pointed to the door opposite, "Your Majesty, the great island owner, are you ready?"  "Life never gives people time to prepare." Nisha stretched out her palm and opened the door that had just opened a gap.  Behind the door is another room. Like the previous room, there are also some white light spots floating in it.  But there was nothing superfluous, it was empty.  Not even a single decoration.  But if you feel it carefully, you will find that invisible magic is surging in the room, and its intensity is enough to put a wizard of Nissa's level to shame.  The more this happens, the more it proves that the inheritance buried here is very powerful.  ¡°I will fall into an illusion after I go in, what about you?¡± Nisha turned her head and asked.  "I won't be affected in any way after I go in. The test behind this is set up for you, the descendant of the Parker family." An Rui shrugged.  ¡°It¡¯s easy for you.¡± Nisha took a deep breath.  Gathering up the courage, he took a step forward and crossed the threshold.  There was nothing unusual about the first step, but when she stepped forward with both feet, her spirit suddenly received an invisible impact, and her whole body fell into a sluggish state, frozen on the spot like a puppet.  An Rui noticed something strange about Nisha.  With a slightly solemn look on his face, he stepped into the house and stood beside Nisha.  The door closes automatically.  The white light in the room drifted around like fireflies, covering the room with a dreamlike hazy color and illuminating the bodies of the two people.  Anrui looked at Nisha who was standing still. The island owner who had just turned thirty years old still looked pretty good.  The skin is quite well maintained, with a hint of cherry red among the snow-white skin.  ¡°More than appearance, what touches people¡¯s hearts is the temperament of this island owner. He has been in a high position all year round, which has allowed Nisha to develop a superior temperament.  Like a swan among ducks, standing proudly.  Since time travel.  Among the women An Rui has seen, the temperament of the businesswoman Cheryl is very elegant, but compared with the island owner in front of her, she is still a little inferior.  It was a bit obscene to stare at a motionless woman like this. After looking at it for a while, Anrui withdrew his gaze and looked around.  Although he was not a wizard and his perception of magic was very poor, he could still vaguely feel the pressure around him.  While Anrui was looking around, Nisha on the other side had fallen into an illusion and encountered the third test.  But she didn't know it was an illusion and thought it was all reality.  ¡­ The scorching sun hangs high in the sky, emitting scorching light and heat, mercilessly scorching the desert below.  The desert under the sun stretches endlessly, stretching to the end of sight. The sand dunes are one next to another, with different heights.  A scorching breeze swept across the desert, rolling up waves of yellow sand.  In the vast desert, there is a figure walking alone and depressed. She is a young woman, wearing a thin piece of coarse cloth. She has nothing else, no water bottle, and no food.  The exposed skin was tanned to a bronze color, which was darker than yellow sand.  The woman is Nisha. Her clothes have changed and her skin color has changed. The only thing that has not changed is her eyes. The look in her eyes is exactly the same as when she was still the owner of the island.  She doesn¡¯t know where she comes from or where she¡¯s going. She only knows one thing, that is, she mustGet out of this desert.  This is easy to say, but difficult to do.  The desert was so vast that it would be difficult to get out even after walking for days and nights. Moreover, she had no food or water, so she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.  She hoped that she could find a water source, even a small traveler banana tree could solve her urgent need, but when she looked around, there was nothing except yellow sand.  Heat, lack of water, hunger, loneliness, despair, hesitationall kinds of negative effects are tormenting her body and mind, eager to defeat her.  Fortunately, she was strong enough and did not give up easily. She was still walking forward unswervingly step by step, leaving a row of lonely footprints on the desert.  The yellow sand swept past, filling in the footprints and smoothing the sand, as if denying Nisha's previous efforts.  Time passes slowly, and the sun in the sky gradually sets to the west.  During the short period of time when day and night alternate, the temperature in the desert becomes cooler and the heat of the day is gone.  But when night came, the temperature dropped too much, becoming bone-chilling and teeth-chattering.  Nisha wrapped the thin clothes much tighter around her body and folded her arms across her chest to maintain her body temperature, but it was still very cold.  She was sleepy, but she was unwilling to sleep in this environment, so she continued to move forward despite her sleepiness.  The stars shone brightly at night, and there were some fixed constellations that could point her in the direction. This was the only advantage of traveling at night.  She walked like this step after step, relying on her tenacious willpower to survive this long night, but she also reached the limit of what she could bear.  When the dawn of the next day fell on the earth again, the oppressive heat also returned, burning her fragile body like a flame.  She felt that she could not hold on for much longer, her throat was already smoking, her stomach was growling, her legs were so tired that she lost consciousness.  Three hours?  Half a day?  In short, it will not take more than one day.  Before the next night falls, if she fails to change her situation, she will definitely be defeated and fall on the vast desert, blending into the yellow sand.  Even with her temperament, her eyes have changed slightly. They are no longer as sharp as before, but more fearful.  Even she is afraid of death.  "Helphelp me" Along the vast road ahead, a cry for help suddenly came, sounding extremely faint, like the buzz of a mosquito.  Nisha thought she heard it wrong at first, but after waiting for a while, the voice came again.  Only then did she realize that she had heard correctly, someone was indeed calling for help.  Her whole body was shaken up, squeezing more strength from her weak body, and rushed forward, turning over the hot sand with her feet.  She has been walking alone for too long, and she really hopes to see someone else, no matter who this person is.  "Help" The voice became louder, and it sounded like a girl's voice.  Nisha further accelerated her pace, constantly closing the distance between them, and finally saw the figure of the person calling for help.  The person calling for help was indeed a girl. She was lying in the yellow sand, half of her body buried under the sand, and her red hair stretched out from the sand.  She was wearing very simple clothes and looked to be about thirteen years old. Her cheeks were sunken and she was very thin, as if she hadn't eaten in several days.  Nisha rushed to the girl's side, and the excitement she had previously felt was extinguished. The girl's condition seemed to be even worse than hers, so she probably couldn't help her much.  After the girl saw Nisha, she seemed very happy. She struggled to raise her thin arm, stretched it towards Nisha, and whispered: "Please, help me." "Who are you and why are you here?  Here?" Nisha leaned down and grabbed the girl's hand, which was so weak.  The girl called herself Claire and briefly recounted her experience.  She said that she was the daughter of a desert merchant. She followed her father on the road to do business. As a result, she encountered a rare sandstorm on the road. Her father and everyone in the caravan were buried in the sand, but she was the only one who escaped by chance.  One calamity.  She went on the road alone, fell down from exhaustion on the way and was buried in the yellow sand.  After telling her story, the girl choked up, but she couldn't even shed a tear. The moisture in her body had long been taken away by the scorching sun.  "Can you lead me to where the caravan is buried? I want to dig there to see if I can dig out anything useful." Nissa asked with great expectation.  ¡°The sandstorm was very scary. Everyone was blown away. I didn¡¯t know that everyone was blown away.Where is it?  If I could find their stuff, I would have looked for it.  "The girl sighed and shook her head. Nisha was greatly disappointed, and her mood fell to the bottom. Then, she asked several other questions, such as whether the girl knew the way out, etc., but the answers she got were worse than  Too bad. The girl has no experience in crossing this desert, so she can¡¯t help at all. She is just a burden. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I can¡¯t even save myself, let alone help you.  "Nisha shook her head, broke away from the girl's hand, stood up, and set foot on the road ahead again. "No, please, don't leave me alone, take me away too!  I'm scared and I don't want to die!  "The girl shouted excitedly.
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