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"Doctor," the Fatty said in a voice that only he and the doctor could hear.
"Mm?" Jiang g looked up.
"Could you not rub the oil on your hands onto me?"
"Tsk," Jiang g withdrew his now much er hands from the Fatty's back.
"e look over here!"
The voice of the biker woman rang out. She was standing beside a rge wooden frame.
As they approached, they found several baskets behind the frame, each of which inally had a lid. However, the lids had been thrown on the ground, and ihe baskets were bundles of firewood.
They also found some cloth-like material in another basket.
"These should be for making torches," Jiang g said, pig up a piece of cloth and analyzing it.
He selected a few suitable wooden sticks and tied the cloth to them, then indicated that they could dip them in the oil vessel.
Just like that, a torch was made.
They also found some stones beh the vessel that could be used to start a fire.
"What’s this?" The Fatty’s sharp eyes caught sight of a very regur rge stoanding alone by the frame.
Because the colors of the stone and the other items were simir, no one had noticed at first.
He walked over and tried to move it, but it didn’t budge.
Jiang g and the young man also noticed this and were about to help, but due to the ahey couldn’t get enough leverage. The three of them together actually didn’t mao do anything.
"Move aside," the little girl said from behind them.
Everyouro look and saw a 2-meter-tall man.
The tall man was being stared at by the three of them. His face flushed slightly, and then, taking advantage of the moment wheepped aside, he moved forward alone.
Without much effort, the stone was shifted.
Just as the stone was moved, a strong gust of wind suddenly rushed in, blowing so hard that everyone had to squint their eyes.
The young man shielded his eyes with his hand, a knowing look on his face, as if he had expected this all along.
It turned out to be a small window, square in shape, funing like a lookout tower.
It was fag the sea.
After all this otion, the sky outside had gradually darkened.
Jiang g and the others lit a few homemade torches, both fht and to keep warm.
It was incredibly cold here.
Unknowingly, they all gathered together.
Only the older woman sat alone in the er, her face hidden in the darkness.
The Fatty wao call her over, but before he could, Jiang g spped his face, so he held back.
The temperature tio drop, and who knew why it was so cold here.
"Should we light that thing?" the rock-climbing woman asked, her teeth chattering from the cold.
She was i physical shape due to years of training, but even she couldn’t bear the cold, let alohe others.
"Sure," Jiang g was the first to agree. He kept moving his body, realizing that relying on physical endurao tough it out in such cold wasn’t realistic.
The little girl was being held iall man’s arms, using his body heat to warm up.
The tall man took care of her like a butler.
Finally, the young master stood up, stretched a bit, then pulled out a burning tord walked to the oil-filled vessel.
Everyoher shielded their eyes or closed them, and then a powerful fme fred up in an instant.
The room immediately lit up brightly, with almost no dark spots.
The lighthouse was lit.
Along with the bright fme, a strange fragrance filled the air.
After a long day without food or drink, the smell seemed to restore their lost energy.
"What is that smell?" the biker woman asked, greedily inhaling the st.
The Fatty swallowed, clueless, and asked, "Could it be ambergris? I’ve heard it’s magical."
The young master shook his head. "Ambergris doesn’t smell like this, and the waxy color doesn’t match either. Ambergris is usually yellow-gray, and many are even bck."
As the temperature in the room rose, everyone's plexion improved.
Jiang g stood up and gnced casually toward the window, and then froze in pce.
Through the small square window, he saw the sea, which had been pitch bow lit up with tless lights.
Tall and short buildings were arranged densely and orderly, with some lights moving bad forth.
There, on the sea, a city had appeared!
"How is this possible?" the biker ressed against the window, her face ging.
The rock-climbing woman swallowed, staring at the city on the sea, and whispered, "Could it be a mirage?"
Then, as if firming her own words, she tinued, "Mirages don’t only appear is, they also happen on the sea…"
Before she finished speaking, she stopped and widened her eyes.
Because she saw some lights leaving the city and f a long line, swaying and heading straight toward them.
Everyone uood now. The lights had been guided by the lighthouse and were now ing toward them.
But it was too te to say anything. The distance from the city to the buildings was unclear, but it definitely wasn’t far.
The lights, swaying, weren’t moving quickly, but they had already covered a third of the distan this short while.
"One person stays to guard the lighthouse, and the rest go down," the little girl gave the and iense moment.
"I’ll stay," the biker woman immediately volunteered.
The others didn’t hesitate, quickly grabbed torches, a downstairs.
Though it was said that one person would stay, iy, two remained because the older woman didn’t move at all. She didn’t even approach the window to look at the city.
The reason for leaving someone behind was to keep an eye on her.
The biker woman was siderate enough not to disturb her.
Climbing the stairs took a long time, but going downstairs was much quicker. At least before the lights reached them, they mao close the building's dether.
Then they extinguished their torches and split into groups to hide in the darkness.
Jiang g and the Fatty were a team, the little girl and the tall man formed aeam, and the remaining young master and rock-climbing woman formed the st.
The three teams cealed themselves in an ied triangle formation. Jiang g and the Fatty positiohemselves behind a broken stone pilr, where they could see the door through a crack.
The chaotic sounds grew louder, finally stopping at the door.
Then came the sound of knog.
It was deep and heavy, as if a powerful force was knog on the door.
Everyone remained perfectly still, six pairs of eyes nervously staring at the door.
"Is ahere?"
A voice came from outside. Although it was heavy with breathing and the words were not very clear, it was defihe voice of a person.
"We’re from Bckstoown," the voice tinued. "We saw the light from the lighthouse."
(End of the Chapter)
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