5: Chapter 5 I’ll just give you this piece of cloth 5: Chapter 5 I’ll just give you this piece of cloth Jack and Hans didn’t dare to delay the Commander’s business, so they quickly ate some food and then set off.
Those things were probably even less palatable, Zhao Guang felt nauseous just looking at them.
It was just a big pile of unidentifiable grains cooked in a pot, to which some random leaves were added, of unknown varieties.
It looked almost like the food made for feeding pigs in the countryside in the past.
“Do you still want to keep those leaves?” looking at Zhao Guang who was still holding two large leaves.
“Ah ha, since we’re leaving now and I don’t have anything to give you, take these two leaves as souvenirs.”
Although they were about to leave and not come back, these two people had shared in his misfortune, well, his misfortune.
Both men looked at the large leaves in their hands and thought of what they were for, showing faces of disgust.
But neither of them threw the leaves away, instead holding onto them with their hands.
“Then thank you, we will keep them safe.”
What was this situation?
Never mind that, better to hurry back.
“Let’s go, lead the way.”
While he couldn’t recognize the way, Jack and Hans were very familiar with it.
If one didn’t know their own battlefield, they couldn’t blame anyone else if they died one day.
Just as these people left, a group sneakily followed behind them.
“My Lord, is it really okay for us to do this?
If the Commander blames us…”
We’re just investigating suspicious people.
Everyone, follow and don’t lose them, or you’ll see what I can do.” Ocoro glared fiercely at the people around him until all the Guards lowered their heads.
Following Ocoro, the group moved forward.
Before long, Ocoro began to breathe heavily, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
“How come we haven’t arrived yet?
The Guards closed their mouths and looked straight ahead.
Did they not know what state their boss was in?
If it weren’t for Zhao Guang’s injured foot making him walk slowly, would their boss really be able to keep up?
If not, he would still blame them.
Now, it was just fine, following leisurely along, letting him think whatever he wanted.
By the afternoon, Zhao Guang finally found the place.
It wasn’t that the distance was too great, but because Zhao Guang couldn’t find it.
After returning to where the two had discovered it, it took a long time just to locate the spot.
“It’s right there, that rock.”
“Are you sure you haven’t mistaken it?
Aren’t you the one who can’t recognize the roads?”
“Of course, I haven’t mistaken it.
Look under that rock, that’s my blood,” Zhao Guang said, feeling his backside hurt even more.
But soon he would be going home, so he couldn’t bother with that and hurried toward it.
What was that sound, so familiar?
Zhao Guang suddenly turned around and saw a familiar silhouette dashing from the shadows.
Wasn’t that the same Hard-haired Pig that had attacked him before?
Wait, is that how Hard-haired Pigs oink?
He couldn’t worry about that now because the Hard-haired Pig, having spotted Zhao Guang, excitedly charged his buttocks again.
On the spikes on its back fluttered a piece of torn cloth, the remains of his own departed towel.
“No, don’t come here, why is it you again.” Zhao Guang turned to run.
But just as he turned to dodge the Hard-haired Pig, he felt a chill on his body as the cloth wrapped around him got snagged by the Hard-haired Pig.
Once again, a blindfolded porcupine was grunting and crashing in another direction, and Zhao Guang was exposed once more.
Jack and Hans watched the scene before them, somewhat unable to react.
“Asshole, I’m giving you this piece of cloth, don’t come back,” Zhao Guang cursed fiercely, but he dared not provoke that guy.
Besides, he was about to go home, so why bother with anything else?
“So he’s this perverted, no, it should be that Hard-haired Pig that’s perverted.”
“I think they’re both perverted,” Hans said with a weird look on his face, watching Zhao Guang once again clutching his groin.
The same familiar movement, the same familiar formula, nothing had changed.
Looking at the leaf in their hands, the two men simultaneously had the thought, should they return it to him?
“Um, Zhao Guang, about this leaf.”
“It’s fine, nothing’s wrong, just this stone, come take a look.”
“Oh, then never mind.” Seeing that Zhao Guang ignored them, they stopped talking about the leaf.
Approaching the stone, they groped around it only to find nothing out of the ordinary.
“So, any findings, see anything strange?” Zhao Guang asked, hoping.
Are you sure it’s really here?
This is just an ordinary stone.”
Zhao Guang breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, it seemed that only he could use this door.
Although Zhao Guang had not actively opened it before, at least he could see a countdown.
As he thought about it, Zhao Guang walked over and patted the two men.
“Step aside, after all, only I can open this thing, and you can’t even see it.”
Pushing the two men aside, Zhao Guang, with one hand covering his groin, legs tightly clamped together, placed the other hand on the stone.
That enchanting posture was so beautiful it was hard to look directly.
Seeing the countdown appear again, Zhao Guang’s face showed a ripple of satisfaction.
In this way, it looked as if he was a true pervert.
Jack and Hans exchanged a glance and unanimously backed away, further and further, as if Zhao Guang carried a virus, afraid of being infected themselves.
Zhao Guang stared intently at the countdown, a satisfied smile on his face.
Finally, he saw the countdown drop to zero.
A vortex appeared before him, centered on his hand, quickly expanding.
“Haha, see, I’m about to go back now, no need to see me off,” Zhao Guang waved goodbye to the two men.
Jack’s eyes widened as he looked behind Zhao Guang: “What, what appeared?
Hans, did you see something?” Upon hearing this, Hans also shook his head; he saw nothing.
Then, the two men saw Zhao Guang walk towards the stone as if he intended to bash his head against it.
Just when the two thought perhaps Zhao Guang had gone mad, they suddenly saw him leap into the stone and disappear.
They looked at each other and hurriedly ran to the stone, wildly groping at it.
“What do we do, it’s just a stone, we can’t see anything.”
“Let’s go back and report to the Commander, only a Mage can handle this.”
Suddenly, Hans had an idea and quickly said, “Wait, let’s make some markings along the way, otherwise it wouldn’t be good if he can’t find his way back when he returns.” He just remembered, this man’s sense of direction didn’t seem to be so great.