(Apocalypse + Rebirth + Space + Hoarding + Ruthless Character + Golden Finger)
Xiao Yi, a ruthless King of Soldiers who struggled for five years in the apocalypse, was betrayed by his comrade...
Under the scorching sun, the high temperature was like an invisible beast, wreaking havoc on the land. Xiao Yi and his companions walked arduously on this barren land, each step feeling like stepping on hot charcoal.
From time to time, dust billowed from the sky, forming a sandstorm that covered the entire sky. The wind howled, carrying the dust and sand like a raging wave towards them. Xiao Yi and the others had to squint their eyes and cover their mouths and noses with clothes to avoid the invasion of sand and dust.
Sweat continuously dripped from their foreheads, soaking their clothes, but was quickly evaporated by the high temperature, leaving only streaks of white salt. Their lips were chapped, and their throats were so dry that they almost smoked, but there was little water left.
The scorching heat seared every inch of skin like an invisible flame. Sweat evaporated as quickly as it seeped out, leaving only a sticky, parched feeling. People's lips chapped and their throats felt parched, as if they were smoking. Every breath became incredibly difficult, as if they were swallowing scalding air.
The sandstorm rolled in, its furious wind whipping gravel against people like a whip, causing stinging pain. My eyes were assaulted by the dust, and tears welled up, yet they couldn't wash the dust away. My vision blurred, and I could only squint and struggle forward in the dim light. The whistling sound of the wind and sand filled my ears, making me irritable and uneasy.
The combined torment of heat and dust left people dizzy and their heads pounding. Every movement became incredibly strenuous, their bodies feeling heavy and sluggish as if filled with lead. Their skin, tormented by the heat and dust, itched and ached, yet they dared not scratch, fearing it would cause even more discomfort. Their expressions were distorted with pain, their faces covered in dust, their eyes revealing despair and helplessness.
Every step forward seemed to drain their entire strength. After the sandstorm, their bodies were covered in dust, their hair a mess. But they couldn't stop. They could only grit their teeth and continue their arduous journey, because stopping meant they might never escape this desperate situation.
Under the torture of this extreme climate, Xiao Yi's eyes revealed a hint of confusion, but more of determination and indomitable spirit. He knew that only by persisting could there be hope of survival, even though the road ahead was full of unknowns and difficulties and obstacles.
Their steps are heavy but firm. Amidst the high temperatures and sandstorms, they continue this challenging escape journey, searching for possible life in the unknown distance.
On that road full of thorns and obstacles, although the difficulties were like layers of mountains that stood in front of them, seemingly insurmountable, the stubborn light in the eyes of Xiao Yi and those survivors never extinguished. They were like tenacious fighters in the wilderness, facing endless difficulties, but the fire in their hearts burned brighter and brighter.
Every step was difficult, every challenge seemed to break them, yet they held tightly to the sword of unyielding will, slicing through the darkness and cutting through the thorns. Xiao Yi straightened his spine, like an unshakable mountain, leading the survivors forward step by step.
Whether facing raging storms or precipitous cliffs, they never hesitated or retreated. Their unyielding will, like a beacon deep within their souls, illuminated the path forward, giving them endless strength and courage. Throughout this arduous journey, they supported and encouraged each other. With this tenacity and resilience, they resolutely pressed forward, pursuing the light of hope that, perhaps distant but so dear to their hearts, remained.
Xiao Yi looked up towards the north. That was supposed to be their destination, but now it seemed as if there was an insurmountable barrier between them. The sky was still distorted by the scorching heat, and the earth was emitting rolling heat waves.
His steps were heavy and firm, each one carrying a deep resolve. Sweat continued to drip from his forehead, landing on the dry earth and disappearing in an instant.
The survivors followed behind him, their faces full of fatigue and confusion, but looking at Xiao Yi's persistent back, they gritted their teeth and persevered.
During this long journey, they encountered countless difficulties and setbacks. The high temperature almost made them exhausted, and the lack of water was a constant threat to their lives. But Xiao Yi always encouraged everyone, telling them that as long as they persevered, they would definitely reach the north.
They crossed barren deserts and climbed steep mountains. Every time they thought they had reached their limit, Xiao Yi always led them through the difficulties.
Days passed, and the north seemed still out of reach, but Xiao Yi's faith never wavered. He led everyone, struggling forward in this hot, purgatory-like world, as if tireless.
At night, when everyone lay exhausted on the ground to rest, Xiao Yi would gaze up at the stars alone, pondering the path ahead. He knew they couldn't stop. Even if the road ahead was filled with unknowns and dangers, they had to keep moving forward, heading towards the far north, seeking hope and life. And throughout this difficult journey, Xiao Yi's heart was tightly connected with everyone else's, facing this cruel world together.
After countless days and nights of arduous journey, Xiao Yi and the survivors finally adapted somewhat to this cruel high temperature environment.
Their skin became darker and rougher, as if it were a layer of tough armor formed to protect against the scorching sun.
In that extremely high temperature and cruel environment, Xiao Yi and the others' bodies and skin were quietly undergoing shocking changes.
Their skin, scorched by the intense heat, gradually lost its elasticity, becoming dry and rough, like long-drought land. Their complexion gradually deepened from its original hues to a dull reddish-black, the mark of the endless heat and ultraviolet rays. The surface layer of their skin began to thicken, as if forming an extra layer of protection against the scorching heat. Microscopic cracks began to appear on the surface, like cracks on dry land, the price their skin paid as it struggled to adapt to the intense heat.
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