Infinity: Others play games with krypton gold, I play games with krypton life

Xiao Qianchuan got up too late, so this breakfast and lunch were particularly sumptuous.

Wood Hall and Dr. Newt were not surprised by this insect feast. This kind of dish was popular in Sett County, and even one or two of them could be seen at banquets of the upper class in the imperial capital.

However, people from the imperial capital didn't like this food, so they only picked up some bread and side dishes to eat.

However, Foley looked like a starving ghost, and the way he ate made everyone look at him sideways.

Mantis on the opposite side showed undisguised look of disdain.

Xiao Qianchuan was enjoying the food, and turned around to see Officer Ling eating vegetable leaves with a look of dismay. Suddenly, he wanted to tell him that he had swallowed a snake alive last night, so what was there to worry about eating some insects now?

But on second thought, forget it.

It's better to save this matter for the day when he offends me and then tell him. I guarantee he will regret it so much.

The meal went peacefully as the players had already mastered the routine and no accidents occurred.

Wood Hall had lost his appetite and was still thinking about notifying his subordinates to come in. However, the fog was still thick, so he did not dare to approach the forest rashly.

He raised his hand to clink glasses with Anderson again and asked worriedly.

"How long does it usually take for this fog to clear?"

Lan Bo had no idea about this. As soon as he entered the dungeon, he started looking for clues everywhere. He finally dug out a diary from under the bed. It was written by an unknown gardener, but it was filled with instructions on how to plant flowers and how to apply fertilizers.

Turning to the end, there were only a few words recording the special foggy weather that day, and summed it up with one sentence, "Don't go out on foggy days."

How should he answer this?

"This fog will last for a few days."

Lanbo wiped his mouth and answered seriously, without any sign of perfunctoriness. In fact, he was so nervous that sweat was pouring down his back.

Fortunately, Wood was just asking and didn't expect much from the answer. After all, who can predict what God will do? He just couldn't feel at ease without the soldiers around.

Dr. Newt, who was sitting quietly at the side, suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Lanbo: "Anderson, I saw a lot of pigeons in the garden yesterday. Are they homing pigeons?"

Lanbo looked worried. Why did everyone come to ask him questions?

He is just a gardener!

Currently in this copy, no matter how you look at it, he is at best a tool man, and not a very useful one at that.

Lan Bo stammered and answered casually: "Just... just feed it for fun...! The pigeon is so skinny, there's not much meat to make soup with, I guess it can't fly far."

Lanbo's words obviously disappointed Dr. Newt.

Hearing this, Wood Hall became excited. "We don't have to fly too far. As long as we can get out of the forest at the door, we will be close to my people. Maybe I can let them try to come in from the outside."

These two people really want to contact the outside world!

Xiao Qianchuan looked back and forth between Wood Hall and Dr. Newt.

The main story progress is 50%, and the key NPC is right in front of you, but who is it?

Looking around, he estimated that none of the players present had any idea, so he thought it would be better to follow their wishes and give it a try to push the plot forward.

"Since General Wood wants to try it, why don't we go to the garden after we're full? I haven't fed pigeons in a long time."

Everyone present nodded in agreement to this proposal and immediately put down their knives and forks, indicating that they could set off now.

A strong wind blew through the garden overnight, and all traces of the fight from last night were wiped out.

The blood on the flowers and plants was carried away by the dew and seeped into the ground, leaving only a few bare trees and a few pieces of lifted grass.

No one could have imagined what a shocking scene took place here last night.

Thinking of this at this moment, Xiao Qianchuan was still frightened. He took a half step back and looked at the tall and straight back of Officer Ling, and then he felt a little relieved.

The group came to the pigeon house on the east side of the garden with great interest, but found that the neatly stacked cages were empty.

“Why are all the pigeons gone?”

Wood Hall's loud voice startled the pigeon servant, who quickly knelt down to answer.

"General, the pigeons in the castle have always been free-range. They run outside during the day and come back to sleep at night."

After saying this, he looked up timidly, and sensing the other person's unfriendly expression, he immediately added: "If you want to feed them, I'll give you some grain, and they'll come."

So after a while, Xiao Qianchuan sat on a bench next to the pigeon house, looking at a group of people in gorgeous clothes squatting in the open space in front waiting for the pigeons, and couldn't help but smile.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and the servants in the castle knew that the young master was not in good health, so they quickly prepared cushions and pillows, and the parasols were opened early, and black tea and cakes were also on hand.

Xiao Qianchuan's leisurely and comfortable look was completely different from those people who were anxious to catch pigeons.

Everyone wanted to get out early to complete the first kill mission, or for some other purpose, but Xiao Qianchuan was not in a hurry. There were still many clues that had not surfaced, and he knew that the game was still a long way off, and it would not be easy to get out.

He had to unravel the mystery, the secrets of the Inset family were too deep.