Xiao Cheng genuinely didn't believe his nonsense. Looking at the seemingly identical desert in all directions, she felt a chill run down her spine: "It's easy to get lost in the desert. Are you sure you're going the right way?"

“The direction doesn’t matter,” Fang He said firmly. “The key is the sun. We have to keep going until we can see the whole sun.”

Xiao Cheng didn't ask him how he knew all this.

She clung to Fang He's back, utterly dejected. At first, she could still exchange a few words with him intermittently, but later she didn't even have the strength to speak.

The blurry figure she had seen earlier became clearer, and she stared in shock, her eyes widening: "Grandma, why are you wearing my suit?"

"Too damn good for you!" The phantom that looked exactly like her roared in fury, lamenting with exasperation, "Can't you at least clean the mush out of your head!"

Xiao Cheng: "..." You have absolutely no sense of humor, and you even resort to personal attacks?

However, she soon realized who this illusory figure was and asked in a low voice, "You can even crawl out of my head?"

"Heh, if you can't get out soon, you're done for." The phantom sneered. "Thanks to the experience point system in the dungeon, it gave me the opportunity to be merciful and save you."

"Oh." Xiao Cheng understood immediately. "So, the reason I'm so weak right now is partly because of you, right?"

The illusory figure paused for a moment, somewhat guilty, before saying, "There is a little bit, but I'm doing this for your own good."

Xiao Cheng: "..." I don't believe you!

"You're too weak. The energy you can spare for me is limited. I won't last long before I disappear." The phantom steered the conversation back on track. "You'll soon find that these experience points were well spent. After all, you're also eager to know how to recover and level up, so you can clear the game as soon as possible, right?"