Inside the Restful Night Building, Bo and Luc had only booked one room. There was no other reason then, they simply felt the price demanded for rooms was too high.
One room required giving away many bags of dried meat. They had not brought that much dried meat on this trip.
In the end, they had no choice but to invoke Gaās name. Only then did they obtain a room that did not require much payment.
They already felt extremely fortunate. After all, they did not have much on them. Having one room was already quite good.
Moreover, this room was amazing, several hundred times better than any room they had stayed in before.
"I must say, the Flame Dragon Tribe really is too extraordinary. They actually built houses from stone, and created so many rooms."
Bo stood by the window with an expression of shock, continuing. "This bed is also special. In any case, everything here is too good."
"Absolutely. I donāt know how they built stone into this shape. Why havenāt other Tribes seen houses like this?" Luc sat on the edge of the bed, experiencing it, and continued. "Sleeping on this at night will definitely be extremely comfortable. The Flame Dragon Tribe is truly too amazing."
He kept reaching out to touch the pillow and bedding. His face displayed nothing but pure envy.
However, besides their shock, the two felt extremely curious. After all, both were intelligence agents.
Intelligence agents naturally knew considerably more than ordinary people. Yet they had never heard of houses constructed from stone.
Moreover, to build houses this tall, with such comfortable internal environments.
As well as all those things revealed upon entering the Flame Dragon Tribe, all extremely shocking.
"If we report this intelligence to the Shaman, heāll definitely be very pleased. Perhaps our positions might even be raised?"
Bo had already begun fantasising about the future, continuing. "The only thing now is to wait until tomorrow to meet the Ga, and confirm the truthfulness of matters."
Feeling shocked by the Flame Dragon Tribe was one thing. Having doubts about the facts was another matter entirely.
"I very much hope this is all true. After all, the Flame Dragon Tribe is so amazing. If it could come under the Dark Scorpion Tribe, that would be wonderful." Luc stood up and walked around the room, continuing. "That way, we might be able to become the Flame Dragon Tribeās intelligence agents and stay here in future."
That was right, these two had been completely won over by the Flame Dragon Tribe. Now they felt extremely curious about everything in the Flame Dragon Tribe.
"Youāre right. If we could become the Flame Dragon Tribeās intelligence agents, that would indeed be great."
Bo also began indulging in fantasy, his tone extremely wistful. "Living here every day, our lifespans might extend too."
"I think that should be possible. After all, living in the Flame Dragon Tribe, every day would make us happy. Since every day would be happy, extending oneās lifespan is a certainty." What Luc said seemed particularly reasonable. He continued. "But, Iām now looking forward to tomorrow. I want to see the Flame Dragon Tribe during the day."
"Youāre right. The Flame Dragon Tribe in the day will definitely be completely different. I had a general look this evening. These stone houses are everywhere throughout the Flame Dragon Tribe."
Bo stuck his head out of the window, scanning the surroundings of the Flame Dragon Tribe, continuing. "Quickly look. Itās already very late now, yet looking around, the Flame Dragon Tribe is still very bright."
He felt incredibly astonished. He had not expected the Tribe to still look so bright late at night.
"It should be because of those bonfires, or else those fire pits by the roadside. But why place them so high?"
Luc looked up at the streetlamps by the road, continuing curiously. "Placing them so high, wouldnāt they be extinguished by rain? No, wait. Thereās something beside those fires, it seems to be reflecting light."
He rubbed his eyes incredulously, continuing to gaze towards the streetlamps. His expression grew even more shocked.
"Youāre not seeing things. Those fires definitely have something beside them. They look quite beautiful."
Bo also vigorously rubbed his eyes, continuing. "Most likely itās that thing ensuring the fires wonāt be blown out by wind or doused by rain. How extraordinary. Iāve never seen that thing before. Tomorrow, we absolutely must get a good look."
Luc lowered his brows and continued observing, wondering curiously. "I donāt know if it might be a Shaman Technique. I think only this explanation makes sense."
He truly felt it incomprehensible. Moreover, looking around, there were very many along the roadside.
"It canāt possibly be a Shaman Technique. Shaman Techniques could not persist for this long. When we arrived tonight, they seemed to already be burning." Bo likewise kept staring at the streetlamps, analysing, "Also, hasnāt the Flame Dragon Tribeās Shaman already been dealt with? Then, who would be the one casting this?"
"Youāre right too. When Ga occupied this place, she did not seem to mention bringing a Shaman along."
Luc nodded thoughtfully, continuing. "If itās not a Shaman Technique, how is this achieved? Forget it. Tomorrow weāll ask Ga and know everything."
"There are many questions to ask tomorrow. Like that thing we rode tonight, calledā¦ called a carriage." Bo recalled the eveningās carriage.
He felt the carriageās speed of advance was really too fast. Moreover, it was extremely steady and stable, without any sense of jolting whatsoever. What had originally seemed like an extremely distant journey had been shortened considerably with the carriage.
"Thereās also a road made from stone. Didnāt you see? It was incredibly flat. How was that made?"
Lucās expression now resembled a shocked emoji. His mouth couldnāt close at all.
"Not just that. Moreover, didnāt you notice? The Flame Dragon Tribe doesnāt seem to smell foul at all." Bo stuck his head out of the window again, frantically sniffing the outside air with his nose. He still could not smell any foul odour.
"Now that you mention it, I hadnāt noticed. It does indeed seem to be the case." Luc also stuck his head out of the window.
"Extraordinary, truly extraordinary. Just now, did you hear what that person said? Tomorrow we can apparently try the barbecue shop."
Luc scratched the back of his head, continuing: "A barbecue shop is just for barbecuing, isnāt it? Why do we need to specifically go and try it?"
"Youāre overthinking. We didnāt bring any dried meat. Obviously, others will barbecue meat for us to eat."
Bo appeared completely calm, continuing: "Moreover, weāre from the Dark Scorpion Tribe. Them barbecuing meat for us is normal, isnāt it? This is called special treatment."
"True enough. Letās sleep, sleep. Get up early tomorrow." Luc was already impatient to experience that bed.
"Indeed." Boās smile stretched almost to the back of his head.