Chapter 299 That Voice...

"Really?" Kavi looked distrustful.

"Of course." Harold nodded with a smile.

Harold thought to himself: Don’t think that some seniors are so active now. After returning to the rain forest, they will be sucked to death by the flowers.

Only after Harold said this did Kavi accept the current arrangement.

...

During his stay of a few days, Harold was not idle. He quickly set the standard of barter with the villagers of Aru Village according to the account book provided by the caravan master, and then asked Aru Village Chief Amp and Candice to review it.

After reading it, both of them had no objection, and the matter was settled.

At night, with the full moon high in the sky, the entire Aru Village was immersed in the silence of the sea of ​​sand. A woman named Xia Ni was suddenly awakened from her sleep. She heard a rustling sound in the wind, as if a huge sandworm had drilled out of the ground and was moving quickly on the sand.

Again!

Xia Ni struggled to stretch out a hand, skillfully picked up the earplugs from the bedside table to plug her ears, and wrapped herself in a quilt.

Her hearing is more sensitive than that of ordinary people, so she can always hear sounds that others cannot hear in the dead of night. This allows her to detect the arrival of sandstorms in advance, but it also causes her to suffer from insomnia frequently.

At this moment, she tried hard to ignore the noise outside and force herself to fall asleep, but the extremely subtle sound penetrated into her brain like a thin thread through her earplugs and made her unable to calm down.

Stop, stop now!

Shani prayed in her heart, just as she had done before.

Stop it...

Stop…

The noise outside did not stop, but Shani gradually got used to it. Her consciousness gradually became blurred. Just when she was about to fall asleep again - "Bang!"

A crackling sound, slightly louder than the previous one, made her sit up in bed.

Earthquake?! Sandstorm?!

Xia Ni ran off the bed in a panic, but the familiar vibration did not come as expected. Instead, the rapid rustling sound became more and more intense.

No, no, no, it's okay, it's okay... It's the sandworms, or the herd, Miss Candice will protect us...

Xia Ni comforted herself in her heart, then climbed back into bed, closed her eyes, and tried to relax and fall asleep.

But every time she felt her consciousness was becoming blurred, she was always awakened by a rustling sound.

After an unknown amount of time, the noises finally disappeared, and Xia Ni heaved a long sigh of relief: It's great, I can finally take a rest.

"Ah-ah-"

The sharp cry of the red eagle broke the silence again. Xia Ni suddenly threw off the quilt and sat up: It's dawn!

After Shani finished washing up and having breakfast, she sat on a small stool and began to weave a blanket with the hair of pack animals. The caravans from the city were buying these things. Their prices were slightly higher than those of other caravans, and they could also be directly exchanged for spices and ingredients.

The blanket she is working on now is of complex craftsmanship. She started the project a week ago, but three days is too short. She cannot finish it even if she does not sleep for three days. She had originally given up and planned to keep it until next year to sell it, but she did not expect that the leader of the caravan suddenly announced yesterday that they would stay in the village for three more days. She calculated the remaining work and immediately rekindled her hope.

After working from morning till night, Xia Ni stretched tiredly and then admired her work in the candlelight.

No problem, it can be done!

Xia Ni nodded with satisfaction. The excitement made all the fatigue from a hard day's work dissipate.

Xia Ni walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down. When she closed her eyes, she was suddenly frightened by the strange noises from last night.

I hope I can have a good sleep today, she begged in her heart.

But things went against her wishes. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she heard the noisy sound of the two alternating voices again.

…What on earth is that sound!

Shani put on her earplugs and thought in a depressed mood.

The next day, she got up early to work as usual, but because she had not had a good rest for two nights, she felt dizzy and had to go out of the house from time to time to get some fresh air.

"Xiani? What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?!" The old lady from the neighboring house was really shocked when she saw Xia Ni looking haggard.

"It's okay, I'm just too tired from work lately."

Xia Ni forced herself to explain that as a mixed-race of rainforest and desert people, her status in the village had always been awkward, and she didn't want people to know her extraordinary side, so she never told anyone about her unusually sharp hearing.

The neighbors suddenly realized that after the caravan announced the list of purchased sundries, many villagers became busy. Everyone wanted to make a fortune before the caravan left. It was not difficult to imagine why Xia Ni was working so hard.

After Xia Ni finished speaking, she struggled in her mind for a while, but couldn't help but tentatively asked: "Grandma, did it rain last night?"

"Raining? Are you dreaming, kid? If it rained, the cactus I planted here last year would grow today." The old woman said in surprise.

“…I was in a daze last night…and I seemed to hear the sound of rain…You’re right, maybe I was just dreaming.” Xia Ni said with a fake smile.

"Really?" The old woman opened her eyes slightly and said to herself.

"That could be the sound of a sandworm. If there really is a sandworm, the Guardians will catch it, and then we will have sandworm ointment and sandworm skin to sell—

Shani, you must tell Candice this news! Before the caravan leaves!"

“…Ah? I can’t…I mean, this is impossible! Sandworms can’t possibly come here!” Xia Ni said with some stuttering.

"Shani, Ms. Hades, are you talking about sandworms... ? Where did you find traces of sandworms?" Candice, who was patrolling in the village, noticed the conversation between the two and walked out from behind the house.

"Ms. Can... Miss Candice?" Xia Ni was startled and a little nervous, but she still pretended to be calm and explained, "No, no! How could a sandworm run here! I heard it wrong!"

"'Did you hear that wrong?'" Candice repeated in a low voice.

Xia Ni nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but raise her voice a little: "Yes, yes, yes, I heard it wrong. It was very late at that time. I must have mistaken the dream for reality!"

She wanted to tell Candice about the strange noises she heard at night and ask the most prestigious guardian in the village to investigate the source of those noises.

But she thought again, Candice had been patrolling all night, and if she didn't find anything unusual, then the noises she heard were probably made by wild beasts in the distance.

There was no need to tell Candice what he had heard, as that would only expose the fact that he was different from ordinary people.

After listening to Shani's defense, Candice had an idea:

...very late? Is it because of that...?

Then, she ignored the confession that was obviously evasive and said with a smile:

"So that's how it is. It was a dream... But dreaming often will affect your rest. I have some tranquilizers here. If you need them, you can come to me for them."

"Okay!" Xia Ni agreed in surprise.

The next day, Shani successfully finished weaving the blanket before the caravan set off. She used it to exchange for some urgently needed daily necessities from the caravan, which made her very happy.

But she was still tortured by the noise that night. She suddenly felt extremely desperate. The sound was like a sign of disaster and made her nervous. She always felt that a sandstorm would engulf her house or an earthquake would come in the next second.

If this noise doesn't stop, I will confess everything to Miss Candice and ask her to help me find the source of this noise. Otherwise, I will collapse!

Shani, who hadn't slept well for four days, thought desperately.