CHAPTER 1280: CHAPTER 1279, SMALL OASIS

"How many days can our food still last?"

The current person in charge of food in the team was the former Nomaden Tribe leader, Luo Gan. Upon hearing Ji Nuan’s words, he immediately went to check the quantity of food.

"Right now, our food can last at least ten more days, but we are running low on water." Even though everyone had been conserving water as much as possible along the way, the empty cactus jars still piled up day after day.

"It looks like we need to find a water source to replenish our supply."

Ji Nuan looked around, and as far as her eyes could see, there was a vast expanse of golden hues with no other colors.

Ji Nuan sighed, it seemed they still needed to search for a nearby oasis.

"Previously, in the Sahara Tribe, the old Shaman mentioned that there was a large oasis near the Black Quicksand, something called Cabran Oasis."

She didn’t quite remember clearly, for at that time, the plan was to cross the Black Quicksand to leave the desert, without considering visiting this tribe.

"Brother Xiu Yan, fly up high and take a look, maybe you can spot the oasis."

Standing high allows you to see far, but flying up allows you to see even farther.

The Orc nodded and spread his wings, gently flapping them to soar into the sky.

After quite a while, he descended from the sky: "There’s an oasis, but it doesn’t seem very large."

It doesn’t seem very large? Then it probably isn’t Cabran Oasis, but they should still check it out; perhaps there might be some potable water source.

The Orcs immediately mounted the double-humped beasts, heading toward the direction Xiu Yan mentioned.

It took them an entire day to find this oasis, reaching it by the afternoon of the second day.

Looking at the poorly nourished oasis before them, it was only about a ten square meters area with a small pool, surrounded by some crookedly growing small trees.

But what comforted Ji Nuan was that in one corner of the oasis, there were many prickly fruits growing there, with many red fruits covered in fine spikes.

She remembered seeing these kinds of red fruits in a survival show; they were cactus fruits. Once the spikes on the outside are roasted off, they’re good to eat.

Although their food was still abundant, Ji Nuan really wanted to taste the flavor of these fruits.

She donned the Snake Slough Gloves, gathered some into a basket beside her: "Whenever we have time, we’ll roast them and eat."

The Orcs had already started filling the cactus jars with water; Ji Nuan scooped a basin of water, soaked a cotton cloth in it, wrung it out, and applied it to Xiu Yan’s face.

He hadn’t worn a hat when he flew up, so his face was slightly sunburned.

The slightly cool cloth felt very comfortable against his face.

By nightfall, all the Orcs retired early, only the patrolling Orc diligently wandered around the fourth surrounding.

From the tent came the sound of Orcs snoring heavily in sleep.

Early the next morning, after a simple meal, the Orcs packed up and prepared to set off.

Just as they had anticipated, the closer they got to the area of the Black Quicksand, the fewer plants and beasts there were, until eventually, there was nothing at all.

"It seems we’re about to reach the Black Quicksand." Ji Nuan suddenly felt a dramatic curiosity towards the infamous Black Quicksand.

After half a day, all the Orcs were somewhat tired and sat on the ground, not expecting that after walking such a long time, they hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the Black Quicksand’s shadow.