Chapter 23.6

Ben did not dare to wander far, and after looking around for a while, he returned to Kevin and said, "I did not see any waterfall of eternal life."

Kevin waved his hand at him and said, "Do not worry, take a break first. You can take out the dry food you are carrying and eat a little first. I am not sure when the next time we will have time to eat will be."

When he said this, everyone was shocked. What did it mean to not be sure when the next time he would have a chance to eat?

Was he about to enter the tomb of the gods? But the tomb of the gods clearly did not even have a shadow of a ghost?

Kevin was not too busy explaining, for fear that explaining would make these people too worried and unable to eat.

He took out a small amount of eagle food from the cowhide bag and sprinkled it on the ground in a circle. Then he slapped the questioning officer on the back and said, "Nick? Take out the jerky in your bag, I am starving."

Nick let out an "oh", and simply turned the backpack upside down, and the greased paper bag wrapped in jerky rolled to the ground. Kevin unceremoniously peeled off the layer of oiled paper, picked up a strip of meat, and swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls.

It took a long time to climb Mount Baitou. They set off at dawn and it was already past noon when they reached the top of the mountain. Coupled with a lot of physical exertion, these old men were already hungry.

The sun was mostly blocked by the blue-black clouds, and only a vague light could be seen. The sky was gloomy, and it looked like it might rain at any time.

The wind on the top of the mountain was dry and strong. The only advantage was that the flying insects were almost extinct, so there was no need to worry about being bitten all over the body.

Kevin ate three meat sticks in a row as a base, and only slowed down on the fourth, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Just as he took the last bite, a chirping sound came from the cloud and mist, which attracted Kevin's attention.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the white eagle that had been sent to deliver the letter following him to the top of the mountain, flapping its wings and plunging into his arms.

Kevin: "..."

He did not quite understand how the palace had raised eagles in the past few years, and why they seemed a little cute and silly for no reason, and always slapped people.

The white eagle stretched out a thin leg in a very human way, and shook the small metal cylinder tied to the leg.

Kevin simply stuffed the last bit of jerky into its mouth, and pulled out a piece of rolled parchment from the small cylinder.

Before leaving, he had made an agreement with Oswald. In order to facilitate the remote control of the palace, he must report back the progress every time he took a step forward. It was best to include the location, route, and method of entering the tomb.

Kevin was very lazy. He felt that it would take too much to explain eloquently, so he came up with such a "graphic method". He thought it was simple and chic, and it was clear at a glance.

As a result, Oswald's reply was even more direct. There were only two lines of scribbled words, saying that the drawing was filthy and unsightly, and that Kevin should stop scribbling nonsense and come back.

Kevin was speechless. What was filthy? What was unsightly?

He stared at the emperor's arrogant little note for a while, then sneered. The emperor was just being arrogant because he was far away and Kevin could not hit him. Who broke whose dogleg?

Without thinking, Kevin took another small piece of parchment from the kraft bag and quickly drew a picture. He did not want to describe the process in petty words, so he drew a simpler and rougher version of White-headed Hill with one stroke. He painted a black dot on the top of the hill, drew an arrow, and concisely marked the word "hole". He also wrote a line below: "It's the top. Go in through the hole."

This bastard had no self-awareness and no objective knowledge of his own poor painting skills.