Doomsday Code

Chapter 563: The Great Desert

If the empire was overthrown by them and people's lives were improved afterwards, then Chen Cheng would have no reason to attempt a restoration.

Because Chen Cheng, living in the 21st century, has been exposed to a great deal of knowledge and understands the people's wishes very well.

Without the support of the masses, the so-called restoration would be nothing more than a farce doomed to failure.

And if they overthrew the empire, but people's lives not only did not improve, but on the contrary became worse, then at least this could convince Chen Cheng in his heart that he was raising the banner of rebellion to overthrow the tyranny.

As for what Chen Cheng has seen and heard in the Kingdom of Moss, it is only a small corner of the country after all, and he has never really gone deep into it to find out the comparison between life when the empire was still there and life today.

Yes, Chen Cheng never thought from the beginning that the previous Empire of Thorns would be an empire that could provide food and clothing to the lower-class people. Although Samlett described the empire as so glorious, Chen Cheng only knew that his father and grandfather had both failed in their restoration attempts.

Chen Cheng believed that the reason for this was not only that the enemy was too strong, but perhaps the empire itself was also partly to blame.

Of course, Chen Cheng thought so much and hesitated, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

But this is the reality. Rebellion or restoration is not like treating someone to a meal. If there is no precise goal and clear ideological guidance in advance, then it is doomed to fail.

Thinking of what Sheli said, Chen Cheng felt that time was becoming increasingly urgent.

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At this time, in the western desert thousands of miles away, an old man with dry and cracked lips was leaning on a crutch, holding a wooden stick in his hand and constantly throwing it into the yellow sand in front of him.

After the wooden stick fell to the ground, the old man looked at the direction indicated by the head of the stick, then picked up the stick and repeated the previous action.

Behind him was a camel caravan, and the people in the caravan were even more miserable than him. Most of them were carried on the backs of camels like corpses.

Only a few people were still conscious.

At this time, a young wizard holding a magic circle drove the camel forward a few steps, and then he respectfully said to the old man who was throwing a wooden stick to lead the way:

"Sir, haven't you found it yet? We have been without water for three days, and the magic power in my body is almost exhausted. If we don't find an oasis, we will die of thirst here."

The old man leading the way picked up the thrown stick, licked his lips with his dry tongue and said:

"Don't worry, it's almost here."

After hearing this, the mage returned to the team and began to check if anyone was left behind.

I don't know how long they walked, until the sun was at the middle of the sky, the young wizard stopped the team.

"Wait a minute, sir. They must replenish their water, otherwise they will all die of thirst."

The old man leading the way stopped, and the young wizard also got off the camel.

At this time, he came to the old man with a clay pot in his hand, and then recited a spell. In an instant, a water magic took shape, and the dry clay pot was instantly filled with half a pot of water.

He resisted the urge to drink water, handed the pot to the old man in front of him and said:

"Sir, please drink."

The old man took the pottery jar and took a sip. He smacked his lips and then handed the pottery jar to the young wizard and said:

"Today's water is fine, give it to them quickly."

After getting the old man's confirmation, the young wizard took the pottery jar and drank a sip himself, then began to distribute water to those who were still able to move, and then gave some water to those who were on the camels.

After feeding the water, the team continued to line up and set off.

At this time, the old man leading the way was still throwing the wooden stick in front of him as before.

But this time, not long after he walked away, the landing point of the wooden stick changed.

Looking at the direction indicated by the wooden stick, the old man said to the team behind him:

"Found it. I found the oasis."

Then he picked up the stick and ran quickly in the direction it pointed.

When the team behind heard this, they immediately urged their camels to speed up.

Just as the team was following the old man in front of them and rushing through the desert, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.

What appeared before them was no longer a vast desert, but a green oasis.

Various plants grow in the oasis, and in the center of the oasis, a bay of turquoise water is inlaid here like a gem.

At this time, the entire caravan arrived at the lake, and the few who were still able to move immediately got off the camels and began to untie the others from the camels' backs.

During this process, many people had already died of thirst in the desert.

It was still the old man who tried first. After getting his confirmation, everyone began to gulp down the water.

The young wizard looked at the corpses lying on the ground and sighed.

After everyone had drunk enough, he ordered people to dig a hole in the oasis and bury these people.

Just as they were about to set up camp here, suddenly a burst of singing was heard from the oasis.

Hearing this sound, everyone became alert.

In addition to this young platinum-level water mage, there are several platinum-level fighters in this team.

They were the ones who had been untied from the camels by others in the previous operation.

Now that they have replenished enough water, their fighting power has been restored a lot. When they heard this strange song, they also felt a little bit of fighting spirit.

"Don't move. This is the lakeside. I can use the water elements here to fight."

The young mage, who was obviously the captain of these combatants, spoke up.

As the singing sound got closer, everyone held their breath, waiting for the source of the sound to appear.

At this moment, the voice suddenly stopped, and then a surprised voice was heard.

Then everyone saw a sloppy old man walking out of the oasis woods.

At this moment, the old man leading the team suddenly fell to his knees.

His sudden kneeling scared the others.

Then the old man was heard shouting at the slovenly old man:

"The fourth generation limb-breaking alchemist Luca pays homage to the Alchemist Patriarch."

This sloppy old man was none other than the alchemist monster who escaped from the Holy City.

As soon as Luca said this, the others were immediately scared and moved away from him.

After all, this alchemist is too famous.

When the old alchemist saw the actions of the young mage and others, he immediately showed displeasure on his face and said:

"What do you mean, do you think that my Broken Limbs lineage is the same as those scum and lunatics?

If it weren't for this old fellow's kindness, who had been using our secret method to find this oasis for you, you would never have found it even if you had to die searching for it."

At this time, the faces of the few people who retreated were also a little embarrassed. At first, they didn't know that old man Luca was an alchemist. They only knew that he had a skill that could find an oasis in the vast yellow sand. Only then did they find this old man.