CH 630 (1/2)

Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 630

driller under the sea (2)

[Call me Ishmael.]

The camel uncle introduced his name as Ishmael.

NPC 'Diller Ishmael'

He had a large pickaxe on his shoulder

was carrying

There was a long hose attached to the end of the wetsuit he was wearing, which was connected to a large oxygen tank in the distance.

The oily oxygen tank completely covered the crater of a small volcano, and it seemed that it was living by separating oxygen from the various gas mixtures that were ejected from it.

The distorted parts of the tank were roughly filled with string and melted rubber, but it seemed a bit uneasy to see if the gaps were not completely clogged, or bubbles coming up.

A driller.'

I looked carefully at the system text floating above Ishmael's head.

As far as I know, a driller is used to dig underground resources, or to

A person who digs a hole deep in the ground to investigate the structure or condition of a layer.

Unsurprisingly, Ishmael introduced himself in a blunt tone.

[Nice to meet you, traveler. I am a driller They're digging here in the desert to get oil.]

Oil? under the desert? Do you want to mine for oil?

Well, although this place is under the sea, the desert is a desert, so the first thing that comes to mind is oil.

Originally from the Middle East, it is not a camel again.

Ishmael continued to speak.

[The oil we are trying to mine is far more precious and more expensive than the same weight of gold.]

..Us?

As soon as I frowned, a camel beast appeared from behind this Shemael.

A tousled mane, black and tough skin like meat that has been turned over several times, and a mouth that looks stubborn and stubborn.

He was also wearing a wetsuit with a round fishbowl.

If there was something peculiar, he was holding a shovel in one hand and a long chain in the other, and the end of the chain

There is a large coffin hanging from it.

NPC 'Diller Quequeg'

This camel uncle named Quequegra said with his eyes wide open.

[Digging for oil is difficult and dangerous. You never know when you'll die, so it's better to bring a coffin where you can go in and lie down. And what I always carry

Hey. death.]

Ishmael and Qikuk look at each other with eyes that seem to sink deeply.

Soon they moved into the pit, no matter who came first.

without stuttering power. However, with a sign of being led by a powerful force that is very dependent, like any fate.

[Oil, fragrant oil. Let's find oil. Under the land, under the sea.]

[To take revenge on the beast That's crazy. But 'he' is also a wounded beast.]

Ishmael and Quequeg go down the cliff while muttering unknown lines.

The pit, evidently in the midst of digging, had already opened its dark jaws deep underground.

A deep hole where you can't even see how much or how far it has been dug.

.uh?

Then, I saw another camel man walking from the other side of the pit entrance.

He was a very different person from Ishmael and Quikkeg.

The glass lid covering the face and the thick wetsuit reminiscent of a spacesuit were the same, but the face inside was deeply dented by the winds and waves of time.

Thick and long scars pass over half of her face, which has been distorted by wrinkles, anger, and stubbornness.

That scar like a fuse is the neck

It was drawn all the way to the bottom, and I could guess that it was probably riding down under the wetsuit and terminating the entire body.

However, the highlight of all was his right leg.

It was a prosthetic leg made of whale teeth that fell off from below the knee and replaced the missing right leg.

Long and sharp as the blade of a long sword

The pointed prosthetic legs supported the strong atmosphere of the old camel.

NPC 'Diller Ahab'

As soon as he saw me, he growled in a voice like boiling lava.

[Get out of here. If you don't want to get stuck here.]

What Ahab waved at me was a whaling harpoon.

Blood and fat are sticky and sticky.

then.

[ ] ?]

As I looked closely at my face, Ehab's narrow eyes suddenly widened.

[Uh, what? Are you?]

After a while, it was rare to see Ahab's expression on his face.

There was also a warm feeling.

It was a situation that even I had not expected at all.

he shouted at me

[Unbelievable! Are you a 'dead person'!? Isn't it my benefactor?]

Oh?

[Listen.]

Ahab threw me some coconut berries.

There was quite a bit of strong whiskey inside the corkscrew hole.

I put a straw in the coconut nut, attached it to the lid of the wetsuit, and sucked it in.

Although it is poisonous, compared to the rum of Lehrak that I drank before, it is

no different

squish- side-

When I sucked a straw to some extent, I could feel that the terrain damage from the water pressure of the deep sea was slightly reduced.

Also, alcohol is the best way to forget pain.

[ ] Do you recognize me?]

Ahab makes a scarred face bizarre

He twisted and looked at me.

I looked at his face for a long time, but I couldn't recall where I had seen him.