Transmigrated to the parallel world Blue Star, Mo Ran and all humans were sent to a so-called survival game.
Just as Mo Ran was extremely desperate, his transmigration golden finger finally a...
After seeing the two weather buffs above, Mo Ran couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Not only has the environment become worse, but now they're creating this kind of weather 'buff'."
It seems the so-called mastermind behind this game is a truly wicked person.
Mo Ran then closed the panel and opened the regional channel to browse messages.
"No way! The temperature is going to rise to 48 degrees! How are we supposed to survive?!"
"It's 48 degrees today, and it might be 50 degrees tomorrow. How are we supposed to survive like this?!"
"These past few days, I've only gone out to explore at night."
"I can't stand it during the day; sitting in the car is like sitting in a giant sauna!"
"This sandstorm is disgusting! I only drove around outside for a short while and the engine already lost 17% of its durability!"
"You can wait until the sandstorm ends before going out. The sandstorm lasts for about half an hour, followed by a two-hour vacuum period."
"You can put all kinds of clothes on the engine air intake of the vehicle, which can also play a good role in blocking the air."
"That's right, this method really works, it just requires every now and then..."
"Clean the sand off your clothes promptly, and the engine won't suffer any loss of durability."
The regional channel is full of messages discussing today's two weather buffs.
"It seems that these players have found ways to deal with these two new weather buffs."
However, the sandstorm indicator shows level 1, which means there could be level 2 or even level 3 later?
Mo Ran thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Mouse, report on the current status of the engine and determine whether the sandstorm is affecting it."
"Understood, Commander! The current engine durability is 98%, so the impact on the engine will be minimal."
A cold, mechanical voice came from the mouse.
"98%? If this weather started at midnight, "
So, after almost seven hours, it seems the hamster's air intake filtration system is still working.
However, it would be best to find a way to improve the air intake system, as the intensity of this sandstorm is certainly not limited to this.
After thinking for a moment, Mo Ran turned and left the command room.
I first went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face before going to the kitchen to start making breakfast.
Since we already had rice, Mo Ran made porridge for breakfast today, along with a side dish.
There were also a few fried eggs. This was a simple and unpretentious breakfast. After all, it's best to eat something light in the morning.
After a whirlwind of activity, Mo Ran finished her breakfast.
Wash the pots and pans, get some exercise, and help digest the food in your stomach.
"Reporting, Commander, a base has appeared in the distance, and it is very similar to the military base you described."
Just then, the mouse's cold, mechanical voice came out.
"Okay, I understand."
Hearing the mouse's voice, Mo Ran wiped her wet hands.
He then took off his dishwashing scarf and went straight to the command room.
Zooming in on the panoramic view reveals a massive mountain peak.
"Mouse, release the Hummingbird drone to conduct reconnaissance on that mountain peak."
Mo Ran looked at the mountain peak in the panoramic view, and then gave the order to the mouse.
"Understood, Commander! The Hummingbird unmanned bomber has been released."
A cold, mechanical sound came from the front, and an opening appeared in the top of the vehicle's undercarriage.
A black figure darted out instantly, and the opening slowly closed.
Immediately following the panoramic view in front of Mo Ran, a new screen was split off.
The footage was transmitted by the Hummingbird drone, and the sandstorm outside was gradually subsiding.
The image on the screen gradually became clearer, and the unmanned bomber soon arrived above the mountain peak.