stonecrandall Chapter 262 Even without showing its face, it's still a game-changer.
Chapter 262 Even without showing its face, it's still a game-changer.
Xu Si floated down from the car, startling everyone awake. They flew up and landed on his shoulder, rubbing their eyes.
"Good morning, Xu Si." Her voice was soft and sweet, as if she had just woken up.
"Good morning to you too. Oh, right, I forgot to ask, do you usually eat anything?" Xu Si seemed to remember something.
After all, the little guy didn't eat or drink before.
Now that I'm older, I'm gradually starting to learn about recipes.
"Either is fine!" Yi Yi tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying that she could eat it or not.
Good morning!
Good morning to you too!
Good morning, everyone!
……
In an instant, familiar and unfamiliar greetings rose and fell throughout the camp, as if they were declarations of the future.
No one mentions yesterday's events, not because they deliberately ignore them, but because they leave yesterday in the past.
More and more people in the team were receiving guidance from Shao Bing, and everyone felt an unprecedented sense of urgency—an urgency about the unknown.
Xu Si floated down from the roof of the car.
Surprisingly, the convoy even had mung bean soup to drink.
"Red Hair, why are you looking like a ghost now? You can't even walk normally anymore!" Jiao Jiao kept looking Xu Si up and down.
Xu Si's face darkened. He couldn't very well say that he was lame!
"What do you know? This is called ascending to immortality! Tell me, isn't it cool?"
"The 'shuai' in 'cricket'!" The little girl retorted sharply.
"Brother Dao, you're so handsome! So handsome!" Little Luo was the most enthusiastic.
"Where did the mung beans come from?"
Xu Si ignored the little girl and went straight to ask Xiao Luo, who was standing next to him.
"Found it in the salt market! Brother Dao, here you go!" Xiao Luo said somewhat embarrassedly, handing Xu Si a bowl of mung bean soup.
"Kid, get it right!"
Xu Si didn't drink it for nothing; he directly created half a bowl of ice crystals in the bowl.
At this moment, the blood-red sun slowly emerged from behind the sand dunes, casting its dense light upon the boundless sea of sand, and the temperature began to rise at a ruthless pace.
This bowl of mung bean smoothie is absolutely amazing!
"Knife, don't be biased!" Tashan, who was holding a large bowl, suddenly brightened up.
"Brother Dao! Brother Dao!" Dou Dou and the other kids lined up, waiting for Xu Si to cast his ice magic. Their expectant expressions were like those of the most devout believers.
Xu Si naturally fulfilled all of their requests.
Jiao Jiao was left watching longingly, pouting and refusing to back down.
Fu Xiaojian stood beside the Mengshi vehicle, gazing through binoculars at the monotonous, undulating desert horizon in the distance, his brow furrowed.
His "unknown hammering" characteristics seemed somewhat sluggish in this environment composed purely of yellow sand, lacking obvious landmarks and energy nodes, and the information he returned was vague and thin.
"Hurry up, let's leave after we finish eating!" He put down his binoculars and turned to the gathered crowd.
It's not that it's unbearable to stay here, it's just too hot. At least when the convoy is moving, there's a breeze, but here there's only sunshine!
The roar of engines once again shattered the silence of the desert.
The convoy moved slowly like a tired sandworm among the rolling dunes.
The scorching wind squeezed in through the cracks in the car window, carrying the rough feel of sand rubbing against it.
"Xu Si, something bad is here!" Yi Yi, who was lying on the dashboard, suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear, which must have been due to the effect of the Heart Light Scale.
Xu Sixing probed beneath the sand and immediately sensed something unusual.
The Sword of Punishment, guided by the Star Guide, returned to his hand in less than a breath.
[Purify Level 2 Eerie Specter: Sandstorm, Purification Points +2000]
[Remaining Purification Points: 31300]
Even without showing its head, it's instantaneous.
Xu Si flicked away the grime from the tip of his sword, and the Sword of Punishment was sheathed.
Now, he's basically not interested in these little gadgets unless they mysteriously fall into his hands.
He still prefers level 3 Weirdos, where purification points and Weirdos drops are a stable source, and the danger is controllable.
However, whether or not he encounters it is not up to his will.
In the afternoon, the desert heat reached its peak.
The air shimmered and distorted under the scorching sun, making even the outlines of the sand dunes appear to flow like melted wax.
The convoy struggled through the desert, its engines roaring, and the vehicles frequently got stuck, significantly impacting its overall speed.
Each struggle caused the oil gauge needle on the dial to jump dramatically.
"Captain Fu, we're running low on fuel." Shao Bing's voice came through the walkie-talkie, sounding dry.
His ambulance was almost fully loaded, and its fuel consumption was among the highest in the fleet.
"Who has any spare fuel in their vehicle?" Fu Xiaojian asked, knowing that the only option now was to coordinate.
"I still have three barrels in my car, but they all belong to Brother Dao!" Jiao Jiao's voice carried a hint of struggle.
Apart from Xu Si's "Nirvana", all the vehicles in the convoy were running low on fuel.
"You have to pay it back!" Xu Si said coldly.
Thank you!
Thank you!
"Thank you, Brother Dao!"
The first syllable was spoken by Shao Bing, the second by Fu Xiaojian, and the last by Dou Dou.
Jiao Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wondering if she had upset Brother Dao and whether she should get out of the car and apologize to him.
The scorching of the blood-red sun seemed endless.
The convoy dragged through the sand, the roar of the engines increasingly resembling the panting of a dying beast.
Shao Bing took the oil can that Jiao Jiao had allocated from the car and silently filled the ambulance with it.
The dark red liquid flowed into the fuel tank, carrying a hint of relief.
Shao Bing didn't pour it all out at once; he only poured about a third of it.
After all, the other vehicles in the convoy still have needs, and he can't just think about himself.
That day, the convoy stopped its journey early.
That day, they set off late and stopped early.
As the blood-red sun sets in the west, it cuts the desert into two distinct sections of light and shadow.
Half of it was a dazzling, molten gold-like light, and the other half was a gradually deepening, dark red that seemed to sink into the earth's core.
The convoy moved slowly among the dunes, as if using its last bit of strength to climb a high sand ridge.
Fu Xiaojian led the way, standing on the roof of the car, his binoculars spinning in his burning hands.
As far as the eye can see, there is still sand, layer upon layer, until it merges with the crimson sky.
There was no greenery, no shimmering water, and not even a single protrusion that could be called a "stone".
His heart sank, not from despair, but from a weariness eroded by pure "emptiness".
Even when the "Unknown Hammer" is activated to its fullest extent, all that can be seen is still a sea of sand.
The distance of the unknown rubbing is also limited.
"DouDou, let YaYa go and explore!" Before it got dark, Fu Xiaojian could only do his best to gather information about the area ahead.
DouDou nodded and immediately communicated through the contract.
The three heads of the Death Raven high in the sky turned in different directions, let out a low hoot, and its huge wings suddenly flapped, stirring up two columns of sand.
It then transformed into a streak of black lightning, hurtling towards the distance and quickly disappearing into the undulating horizon of the sand dunes.
The waiting time was stretched out by the silence of the desert.
Everyone hid in the shade of the car; it was too hot, and no one had any appetite.
Whether you find a supply point or not is really a matter of luck.
This vast desert doesn't look like it has any supply points at all.