Chapter 47: Rolling Rocks

A rather bizarre base that would have been to collect something in the middle of nowhere and it would have made sense if it would have been something rare or something dangerous but why would someone have salt filled in here of all places.

"Are our memories altered to believe that salt is made from the drying up of ocean water could it be that it actually just sprouts up on land from the sand?" Mort asked looking over at the white patch of unusualness from the side of the crater where they had set up their tent.

They had been scared of the prospect of having the System suddenly show up and capture them but aside from the ingrained fright in them there had been no logic to the presence of their being here without anything set up in sight.

The least that should have made it all obvious would have been the presence of drones but even those weren't here to help them reach a proper conclusion of the situation that they had mysteriously landed in.