"Everyone has given up on this city's oasis, but I still believe that Juba will not die. No matter how many sandstorms hit, the water will always flow under Juba!" Doto said with certainty.
By now, the holes dug by the two of them had merged into one. The size of the hole was more than twice as big as the previous one.
After all, Kirito was still young and strong. In addition, he was not affected by the sandstorm, so his body was much stronger. Naturally, his speed was much faster than Doto's.
"Uncle, why don't you take a break? Let me keep digging. We're almost there, aren't we?" Kirito said with a wink.
Doto nodded with a smile. He did not hold back. He still wanted to keep this old bag of bones to fight against the sandstorm. He would live as long as the sandstorm lived. This was the last chance for Juba Oasis.
Looking at Kirito's figure, Doto seemed to see his son, Kou Sha, working hard to develop this oasis. But now …
Seeing that Doto had climbed out, Kirito immediately took out his Space Blade and slashed at the wet sand under his feet.
Theoretically speaking, if the sand was not thrown out, it would be useless no matter how long they dug.
However, Kirito's slash was followed by a spatial crack. The collapsed sand was immediately swallowed by the spatial crack and thrown to an unknown place.
Doto did not know how deep the slash went. A clear stream of water gushed up from the deep crack created by the slash. With the impact of the water, the crack grew bigger and bigger.
The pressure of the underground water threw the water into the air. When it fell, it was like a rain that had not been seen for a long time.
Looking at the water droplets falling from the sky, feeling the water dripping on his skin, the cells in his body greedily sucking in the water. Tears welled up in Doto's tired eyes.
He murmured, "Water … it's water!
I've finally dug it out. Good job, young man! "
The sandstorms were getting more and more frequent. Most of the time, Doto could only dig out a little bit of salty water from the sand.
He didn't know how long it had been since he last saw such a large flow of water. It seemed that he hadn't seen it since Juba was buried by the desert.
Kirito didn't know that the underground water had such a great pressure. Caught off guard, he climbed up like a drowned rat. Doto and the two girls couldn't help laughing when they saw him.
People were probably the most easily satisfied people in the world. As long as they could live freely and without worries, they would work hard for the country.
Looking at the tears in Doto's eyes, he felt happy for Uncle Doto from the bottom of his heart. As long as human beings had not given up on Judah, Judah would never give up on human beings.
No matter how many times it was covered by the sandstorm, as long as people were willing to believe in it, it would always have a heart that nourished all things hidden in its heart.
Doto had refused to give up on the Uba Oasis until his death, and the oasis had never let Doto down.
At this moment, the world was clearly connected to humans. Perhaps this was what it meant to never abandon or give up.
Holding Kirito's hand, Doto's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't know what to say. All he could do was keep saying thank you to express his gratitude at this moment.
Looking at Doto's wrinkled cheeks that had been eroded by the sandstorm, Kirito almost couldn't hold back his tears.
God knew how lonely and helpless this old man was. His former neighbors and friends no longer believed in him, and even his son had become the leader of the rebel army against his advice.
"Uncle Doto, you're too kind. I have a presumptuous request. I hope you can let us replenish our water!" Kirito said with a smile.
The old man hurriedly said, "You're the one who dug this out. Aren't you making fun of me by saying that?"
With the old man's permission, Kirito happily replenished his water and filled all the containers he had on him.
If they hadn't come to the desert, they wouldn't have known that although there was enough water for them to eat, it wasn't enough. That was why their lips were so dry and cracked.
After replenishing their water, Kirito taught Doto a way to turn the salty sand into edible water.
Previously, the old man had used the method of distilling and cooling. This method was not only slow, but also led to a large loss of water.
Kirito taught the old man the filtration method. By putting gravel, sand, and carbon into a wooden cylinder, the water could be filtered repeatedly to obtain drinkable water.
In an emergency, this method could even be used to filter urine. Many people might find this method disgusting, but in the face of life, disgust could only be thrown to the back of one's mind.
Seeing the old man's hand trembling as he held the wooden cylinder, as if he had received the most precious treasure of time, Kirito said solemnly, "Uncle, don't worry. One day, Kou Sha will come back to be with you. Right now, he's just being blinded by others!"
The old man stared blankly at Kirito, as if trying to discern whether this miraculous young man was telling the truth or not.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, the old man said bitterly, "He's so stubborn. How could he give up the idea of attacking the king so easily?"
Then he sighed and said dejectedly, "It's all my fault. I didn't teach my son well. I'm sorry for His Highness and Princess Vivi!"
Kirito said affirmatively, "Don't worry, he will give up when all the truth is in front of him!"
Then he said softly, "If … if you don't mind, you can treat me as your son!"
Hearing this, the old man looked up at Kirito again and murmured, "How good would it be if pirates were all like this!"
"Pirates!
That's how it is. Those who specialize in bullying the weak and robbing should be called bandits!
Real pirates only want to conquer the sea and find lost treasures! "Kirito said firmly.
Doto took Kirito's hand excitedly and said with a trembling voice, "You're right, good boy. You're the real pirate!"
In fact, Kirito, who had transmigrated, missed his family. Although he grew up in Naruto's world, it was not his root after all.
"Don't worry, I will stop Kou Sha's stupidity. The Uba Oasis will be resurrected again and live forever!" Kirito solemnly promised.
Anyway, since he had joined the Baroque Studio, the extra task should be considered completed. So, Kirito did not need to continue pretending to cooperate!