"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
...
Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
The vast desert, the three giant beasts walking, the smoke rising from their backs, the sunset melting gold on the horizon—this scene is magnificent yet full of life, bringing peace to the heart.
"Qingshui, are you really planning to take them to the Blood Sand Tribe?" Shuibo asked, holding a slightly charred piece of sand tiger meat.
This temporary tribal alliance has three leaders: Qingshui, who wields a giant sword; Shuizhu, who uses a sand whip; and Shuibo, who uses a bow and arrow. All three are women.
Shuibo inherited her bow and arrows from her father, and she doesn't have many left. Unless it concerns the life or death of the tribe, she won't easily take action.
"Do you have any other ideas?" Qingshui swallowed the meat in her mouth and crushed a sand spirit with her left hand to replenish her water.
"If they defeat the Blood Sand Tribe, we can survive for the time being. If they fail, we will be killed by the Blood Sand Tribe or become slaves."
"I'm asking you, do you have any other ideas?" Qingshui asked, tearing into the flesh of the sand tiger while staring at the water ripples.
Shuibo's eyes darted around, knowing that she hadn't made a single move today, and coupled with being held hostage by Earthlings, Shimizu was now furious and somewhat dissatisfied with her.
“We can go to the Sandstorm Tribe. The Great Shaman will surely defeat them, and we won’t have to die,” she said.
"But people will definitely die in the Wind and Sand Tribe because we brought them there and caused their deaths. Will the High Shaman let us off the hook?"
"Is there really no other way?" Shuibo frowned.
She held a sand crab, plucked off its legs one by one, held them in her palm, and let them absorb moisture through her skin.
The dehydrated sand is piled up on a cloth and then placed in a windy spot to let the wind carry it away.
During their meal, the two tribal chiefs had a pointless conversation.
When the sand monster returned to its tribe...
"Water bowl, water tile, water jug." She walked in front, carrying a giant sword, one foot stepping into the still warm sand. "Tomorrow at noon, the three of you will play dead and leave the tribe. Your families will also be banished by me. You can go wherever you want."
"leader!"
"I'm not leaving!"
"Chief, let's fight them! I'm not afraid to die!"
"Sweat, blood, you two pretended to be dead during the afternoon hunt." Shimizu said expressionlessly, "If five of you can escape, that's one more chance."
This is the last chance; we'll arrive at the Blood Sand Tribe tomorrow night.
Shimizu raised her head and looked at the back of her own Sand Beast. The best room was lit up, where the Earthlings lived.
......
The sound of tea being poured into a cup.
“This tree is translated into Chinese as ‘satay tree’,” Yang Qinglan said while brewing tea. “Satay tree is a plant that grows in the desert. Its surface is only three or four centimeters thick, but its roots buried in the ground can reach thirty or forty meters. When the roots are used to make tea, it has a special fragrance and can also relieve the heat in the desert and prevent heatstroke.”
“If we bring this plant back to Earth, the desert can also generate economic value, and it can also prevent sandstorms and stabilize forests,” Li Qianxia said immediately.
"The premise is that you can return to Earth." Li Changzhou took the teacup that Yang Qinglan handed him and took a sip.
Sure enough, there was an indescribable fragrance, which was very pleasant and reminded him of the feeling when he was sitting on a bus after the first stage of the desert dungeon ended—the air conditioning was on full blast inside the bus, while outside was a desert so hot that the air was distorted.
It's like having the air conditioner on and a blanket in the summer, or having hot floor heating and ice cream in the winter.
"Aren't we being too lenient with Qingshui?" Yaochi gently blew on her teacup, pursing her lips. In this dilapidated room, her every word and action remained languid and elegant.
For them, who are only one step away from becoming immortals, hearing the voices of Shimizu and the others is as simple as a hearing test during a physical examination.
Yang Qinglan took a light sniff of the tea aroma: "The more she does this, the easier it proves she is to control."
"You're all so wicked." Li Qianxia thought the tea was a bit bitter.
"Hiss~" The king cobra licked the tea with its forked tongue to avoid any poison.
"Sister Yao." The voice of 'Soda Cracker' came from outside the door.
"Come in."
Biscuit lifted the old red curtain and walked into the room: "These are the reports from each group today, and I've already compiled them."
She took out a folder and handed it to Yaochi.
After Yaochi finished reading, she handed it to Yang Qinglan, who took it and placed it beside her, reading it while drinking tea.
Li Qianxia also leaned over, her face almost touching Yang Qinglan's, and said, "Sister Yao and Qinglan have a good relationship. I thought you two didn't like each other."
“Fool,” Yaochi laughed, “Qinglan and I are both your brother’s women, so we should at least get along well with him.”
"......horrible."
"Um?"
"I'm talking about the other groups!" Li Qianxia pointed at the documents. "They even killed so many people from the Special Operations Bureau, it's terrifying!"
“We’ll take action tomorrow too,” Li Changzhou said, looking at his sister.
Li Qianxia's pretty oval face immediately turned dejected: "I need to mentally prepare myself so I can bring myself to do it tomorrow."
“You’ve been protected too well by your brother.” Yang Qinglan’s slender fingers turned to the next page of the document. “When we first entered the game together, you didn’t hesitate. But after your brother came, you became indecisive.”
"If I died the first time, I would never see my brother again, so of course I would have killed them all!"
"I don't know whether I should be good to you or not," Li Changzhou sighed.
"If you dare to treat me badly, I'll kill you and make sure you never get Qinglan's body again!" Li Qianxia hugged Yang Qinglan's slender waist.
"How terrifying." Li Changzhou replied indifferently.
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