In the darkness, the stacked sand and gravel suddenly loosened and rolled to the side with a spluttering sound. Novel. A few people shook off the sand and climbed out from below, and coughed for a while. Attila looked at the others and asked

:

"Are you all here?"

"I'm here." Parker answered first.

The big cat man just put the heavy shield forward and held the opal on the handle with his claws. The two eyes of the carved lion head on the shield radiated a faint light, allowing everyone to see his position clearly and at the same time.

See the surrounding environment clearly.

Half of the corridor collapsed.

Sylvide stretched out her hand to help Miss Nightingale crawl out from under the sand, and Alyssa coughed to show her gratitude: "Thank you."

She raised her head and accidentally saw Sylvester frowning. There was a layer of gloom on her beautiful face, as if he was hesitant and undecided, which was incompatible with the person she usually saw.

Alyssa was startled for a moment, thinking of something. She was actually a little worried in her heart. She hesitated for a moment before speaking to reassure her: "Don't worry too much, Miss Silvered. Captain, he will be fine."

Sylvide only nodded slightly.

Seeing that the gloom still lingered on her face, Alyssa knew that the other party was still worried, so she sighed softly, feeling a little envious in her heart. She took out the communication crystal and wiped the dust on it to make the crystal light up.

Alyssa's voice was rustling: "Jita, are you still there?"

A flickering screen of light was reflected on the crystal, on which the appearance of the little naturalist could be vaguely seen. Next to it were Shesta and the box. Due to unstable communication, Sheeta's voice coming from inside was a little anxious and distorted:

"Sister Alyssa, sister Aitila, I'm still here. What happened to your side? I can't contact brother Ed."

Everyone couldn't help but fell silent.

Alyssa looked at Sylvester beside her

But the ship officer lady calmed down and said: "Jita, the captain has cut off our rear and is temporarily separated from us... Now there is a strong magical disturbance underground in Idus, which has temporarily interfered with communications."

"...Team, are you okay, Captain?" Jita's tone was full of worry.

"He'll be fine."

Alyssa then asked: "What should we do next? Should we go back..."

"I don't want to go back and see those ghosts again. Didn't you see that the captain's angel disappeared in front of those things? How high are they?" Parker quickly shook his head like a rattle. "I dare you.

It is concluded that the food will be delivered when we get back. Moreover, the group leader must have died, so it will be useless for us to go back."

"Parker, shut your crow mouth."

"Alyssa, what Parker said makes sense," Attila said with rare calmness, "Our opportunity now is won by Ed. He asked us to go back to the ship to meet him. Ed is the commander of the team.

You must obey his orders."

But she paused for a moment: "I will stay to look for Ed. Rhett gave me the communication crystal in the box. If he has returned to the ship, you will notify me."

"You're still the same," the big cat man couldn't help but shook his head, smoothed the mane on his chin, and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"No need, you take the others back," Attila replied: "I belong to Ms. Amaya... you understand."

The big cat man shrugged. "Okay."

"Sylvid." Attila looked at Miss Ship Officer again.

The noble daughter calmed down. She thought for a moment before finally nodding: "I understand that such a change has occurred underground in Idos, and the situation in the city will change quickly... Blood Shark Pirates may swarm into the tunnel.

, we have to go back to the ship and plan again.”

"You can rest assured to leave it to me here, but the leader..."

Attila nodded: "I regard Ed as my younger brother, and I will get him back, don't worry."

"Thank you, Etila..."

Miss Elf smiled slightly, walked up to her and hugged her gently.

Sylvester took a step back, a little at a loss. This was the rare time she felt the warmth of this team, and it was intertwined with the breathless feeling in her heart at the moment, making her feel a little at a loss for the first time.

She whispered again:

"Thanks."

…

In the square underground hall, Fang Zheng carefully sent a reply to that ID.

He was full of regrets. Why didn't he see 'r''s letter earlier? In that case, he could reply in time. 'r' had only been online for such a long time. If he missed it this time, he would have to wait until the next meeting.

I don’t know when it was.

He just sent the letter back with the expectation that the other party would always see a reply, because even when the other party was the most active, he was only online once or twice a month, so he did not place any hope on the other party.

Can reply immediately.

But there are some abnormal and low-probability events in this world.

After Fang clicked send, he was about to close the mailbox when he suddenly heard a soft 'ding' sound. He was so frightened that his hands almost shook. It was the prompt sound of a reply. The next moment, he saw a brand new email, Zhengan

Lying quietly in his mailbox, Fang glanced at the sender in disbelief. It was exactly what he expected:

Sender: r, sending time: May 21, am 1:07:42

'It's so late and you're still not sleeping?'

Seeing that this was full of personal language style that didn't focus on the online world at all, Fang knew that the person on the other side was really him.

But he still couldn't help but complain, did the other party really not care at all that he had changed his ID and was currently in Aitaria? If the two were communicating using cross-border communication, they would have seen it.

of this information.

After all, the traffic charges for cross-border information are very expensive. In the early years, communication service providers deliberately did not display this information, resulting in a large number of sky-high bills and lawsuits. After that, various countries made this mandatory.

However, this thought only flashed through Fang's mind. He was a little surprised and immediately wrote back:

'Teacher, it's really you.'

'Didn't I tell you not to call me teacher? Why are you so stupid and you don't understand human language at all?'

'But you haven't appeared for a long time.'

'...I accidentally forgot my password and only remembered it recently.'

‘…’

This familiar conversational style left Fang speechless for a while.

But it also seemed to take him back to the time two years ago. Those days in the community were the most fulfilling days for him. Every time the other party went online, he would give him a lot of information and videos, and let him know.

He went to answer the questions.

Although those questions were difficult, he was filled with a sense of accomplishment every time he finally conquered them.

After all, at that time, those questions were the only way he could get in touch with Aitaria.

And there is also his favorite part, watching the other party help him 'correct' his answers:

'Can you do this?'

'I just picked up a random question and you answered it, so what else should I teach you?'

'Wait a minute, what do you mean by this idea of ​​answering the question?'

'Next time I'll give you a question that even those guys at Fox haven't solved yet, and see if you can solve it.'

When Fang thought of those things, he couldn't help but feel funny, but he was also vaguely pleased with himself.

Unfortunately, he didn't see those questions in the end, and the other party seemed to be just talking about them. Most of the materials, videos, and test questions presented every time were more classic combat examples and techniques, and there was nothing 'over the top'

.

At least that's how it seems to Fang.

But one day after that, the other party completely disappeared and never appeared again. Although the other party claimed to have 'forgot the password' at the moment, Fang definitely wouldn't believe it. He was not a fool, so how could he believe this clumsy trick?

reason.

He entered a line of text, but thought about it and deleted it repeatedly. After thinking about it again and again, he sent a simple sentence:

'I'm in Etalia, teacher'

The other party paused for a rare moment, and then sent a question:

'Do you want to meet me?'

Fang was shocked. He had always thought that the other party must be a retired top player because he had so much free time. But judging from this answer, the other party was still in Etalia? It meant that the person who had been teaching him turned out to be an active star.

The Chosen One?

Who could it be?

But I didn't expect that the other party's answer would change immediately.

r sent a laughing and tearful emoji: ‘...You’re not really fooled, are you?’

'Don't think too much. In fact, I'm just a keyboard player. Of course I can't come to see you... But you don't have to worry, my theoretical experience is still very solid. You should also consolidate the things I taught you before.

'

square:"……"

Can we still have a good chat?

Fortunately, he was very familiar with the other party's language style, and was only stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. Fang thought for a moment, and asked the other party for help directly as before:

'I may be in trouble, teacher.'

When I saw this sentence over there, my answer immediately became normal:
To be continued...