The Pirate of the Void Throne

in hot weather.

The task of digging underground water is still ongoing.

Although half of the manpower was allocated to help Kosha establish wheat grass, Kebi, who did not agree with it in his heart, did not let go.

He led a team of people to stay where they were and continue their work.

This is what Juba needs to do most right now.

With half the people missing, the excavation area will naturally be much smaller.

Looking at the figures of Kosha and others, as well as the grass grid standing not far ahead, Kebi shook his head secretly.

Isn't this nonsense? What's the use of these wheat straws standing up! ?

Just a waste of time.

soon.

Kosha returned with the people who made the grass squares and rejoined the team digging for water.

"I've wasted a lot of your time, so I'll come too."

Looking at the deep hole dug by Kebi, Kosha joined in with a shovel.

"Okay, hard work."

Kebi finally breathed a sigh of relief. The leader had done it himself and there was no reason to refuse.

So Kosha started digging for water again.

He picked up the tool and dug a small hole with a few clicks of the shovel.

Full of energy.

Kosha feels great and his physical strength is extremely abundant. In the past, due to long-term inactivity, his body was already rusty. He would be out of breath and his heart would jump out of his chest even if he ran 100 meters. But now it is not completely different. I believe he can even run a marathon. Not a problem.

Even in the harsh desert environment, the adaptability is extremely strong, and you can resurrect with full health by eating some cactus.

Now that the grass grid has been established, if nothing unexpected happens, it should soon be able to prevent wind and fix sand.

When there is no wind and sand as an obstacle, maybe... we can dig out water sources soon.

Compared to Kosha's confidence, Kebi seemed worried.

"Hopefully we will be successful in getting water today."

He whispered something to himself.

Judging from past situations, sandstorms will hit at any time.

Kebbi couldn't understand why sandstorms appeared so frequently now.

So I can only pray silently in my heart that the sandstorm will not appear again, so that Yuba can find a way to survive.

However, this kind of prayer is destined to have no effect.

A sandstorm has no sympathy for a group of weak ants.

However, Kebi's muttering to himself reminded Kosha of one thing. The sandstorm brought not only a large amount of sand, but those of them who dug underground water were also in danger.

"Farafola."

Kou Sha suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked up in the direction of Yu Yan.

"You take some people and go to a distance to see the wheat grass we established."

"Pay more attention. If anything unusual happens, notify us in advance."

"it is good."

Farafola didn't waste any time and directly put down the tools in his hands.

He might not know the profound meaning in Kosha's tone, but it didn't stop him from being energetic.

see this scene,

Kebi frowned slightly, thinking that there was nothing to look after in a pile of weeds. The wasteland of Yuba was full of them, and who would steal such a useless thing.

But he didn't say anything after all, but his men's movements sped up a lot.

Kosha noticed Kebi's expression.

He knew that Kaibi was quite dissatisfied with his series of actions. After all, digging for water sources was the focus now.

But Kosha didn't mean to explain. Everything he did was useful.

Kaibi will naturally understand after a while.

Of course, the most important thing is that Kosha cannot explain why he can predict the direction of the sandstorm.

Clang!

Clang! !

In the dull atmosphere, the clang of iron weapons echoed in the wilderness of the earth.

The pit beneath me is getting deeper and deeper.

Time passed quietly.

At a certain moment, a very rapid scream suddenly came from a distance.

"Sand...the sandstorm is coming!!"

"Stop digging and hide as soon as possible!!!"

Everyone put down their tools in unison and looked in the direction of the sound.

call! ——

Wind blows.

A strong wind came from the south and suddenly blew across the wasteland.

There, a shadow appeared, covering the sky and the sun.

Looking at this huge shadow, people's eyes shrank sharply.

"Sand...sandstorm...sandstorm is coming again!!"

Under the horrified shouts, people hurriedly looked for shelter in nearby buildings.

The advance warning sent by the Koshas undoubtedly played a key role.

Therefore, everyone took cover in time.

call!call! !

The wind is getting louder.

The extremely violent wind and sand swept over instantly, drowning everything.

Darkly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the harsh sandstorm disappeared.

There was only a choking yellow sand in the air.

Soon, people climbed up one after another from behind the building. After careful observation, there were no casualties, but they were not happy either.

The appearance of the sandstorm undoubtedly represented another failure of their actions.

I thought that the deep pit that I had worked so hard to dig before had now been filled in with a lot of sand.

Over time, no matter how strong your will is, you can't help but feel despair.

"hateful!!"

"Why are there always sandstorms?!"

Kaibi clenched his fist tightly and hammered the wall of the building unwillingly.

"Maybe Juba is really going to dry up. This must be God's punishment for us..."

"Are you saying we have to leave the place where we have been living?"

"Well, who knows..."

Not only Kebi, everyone was sitting on the ground feebly, as if they had lost their energy.

The land is gradually turning into desert and water sources are scarce. Juba has no hope.

Under the dull and desperate atmosphere, Kousha suddenly stood up.

"There is still hope in Juba, and we have not failed."

"What do you mean?"

Everyone was in a daze, feeling that their brains were a little insufficient.

Sandstorms have already appeared, so what's the point of talking about it.

Kaibi remembered what Kosha had said before about preventing wind and fixing sand, so he asked:

"Kosa, you mean...the wheat straw you planted before?"

"Don't be ridiculous, what can a pile of weeds do..."

Faced with everyone’s doubts, Kosha remained noncommittal:

"If it's useful, why don't you go out and take a look?"

With that said, Kosha picked up his shovel and walked towards the place where he dug the hole before.

Maybe it was Kousha's calm attitude, or maybe it was Kousha's confident tone.

A glimmer of hope rekindled in everyone's hearts.

What if...wheat straw can really resist wind and sand and play a role?

Looking at Kousha's slightly calm back, everyone stood up again, picked up their tools and walked over.

Kebbi is no exception.

"That, that is..."

"how is this possible!!"

"These wheat straws were not blown away by the sandstorm!?"

From a distance, everyone saw the wheat straw still standing in the sand, and they all couldn't help but look shocked.

Everyone is fully aware of the horror of sandstorms.

But they couldn't figure it out. These seemingly thin wheat straws were still strong after experiencing the wind and sand, but they were just blown a little crookedly.

The patches of wheat straw are firmly rooted in the sand, seeming to exude a charming brilliance in the sunlight.

It seems like hope.

Kebi stared at the wheat straw blankly, subconsciously quickened his pace and walked over.

next moment.

A scene that he couldn't believe but was extremely pleasantly surprised appeared.

The deep pit that everyone dug before is still behind the wheat straw, without any change.

It was neither destroyed nor buried under the usual amount of sand.

Simply unbelievable.

"Kosa, this is..."

Kebi looked at Kosha in disbelief, with joy beyond words.

He never expected that this abandoned wheat straw could actually prevent wind and fix sand.

The scene before me is the best proof.

This will mean that the desertification of Yuba will be completely prevented, and they will be able to tap water sources without fear of wind and sand.

The importance is self-evident. Could it be that Kosha had anticipated this?

"Ah."

Kosha knew what Kebi was going to say, but he just nodded in response.

He had already expected this situation.

Because the greatness of grass grid has been proven countless times.

"Great!!"

"Yuba is finally saved!!"

Everyone, who had been as sluggish as eggplants beaten by frost just now, immediately stood upright and cheered up.

Needless to say, they all picked up their tools and rushed into the pit like wolves and tigers.

"Kosa, I..."

Kebi suddenly turned his head and looked at Kosha seriously, seeming to feel guilty for his previous attitude.

However, before he finished speaking, Kosha interrupted him.

"We are all for Yuba. There is no right or wrong. The most important thing now is to dig out water sources."

"Don't worry, I actually don't care."

Kosha said, then picked up the shovel and joined the excavation team.