Chapter 527 Oasis Center
The scorching sun beat down on the desert, making it feel like it was being baked by fire.
In some corner of this desert, five figures are slowly moving forward...
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It's hot, hot, hot!
At this moment, only this one word was on the minds of Han Shuo and the other two.
They were drenched in sweat, and with each step they took, they left a wet footprint behind them.
The footprints stretched out in a line, one after another, into the distance. The footprints in front kept appearing, while the footprints behind were constantly being covered by the yellow sand.
To be honest, the three of them were full of fighting spirit early this morning before they set off.
After all, they had rarely been to places like the desert before.
But as time went on, their fighting spirit was completely extinguished; they were too tired, just too tired.
Especially with this scorching hot weather, even before the hottest part of the afternoon, the three of them already felt completely exhausted.
Nevertheless, no one complained. The fat man was probably too tired to shout, while Han Shuo and Xiao Zhao, being more resilient, conserved their energy and moved forward slowly with heavy steps.
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Along the way, the silver-haired and blonde-haired men felt sorry for the three of them, who looked listless.
Neither of them knew what fatigue was; for them, walking in the desert and walking on flat ground made little difference.
"Sigh~ It's really tough on the three Han brothers."
The silver-haired man sighed and muttered something to himself.
At this moment, Han Shuo took a moment to turn around and ask a question.
"Brother Silver Hair, how far are we from the oasis where the old man is?"
"Hmm... we've only covered less than a fifth of the distance, there's still plenty of time."
"All right."
Han Shuo nodded and said nothing more.
Actually, according to the locations marked on the map, the distance between the two sides is not that far.
By gliding, it might only take half a day to get there, but by hiking, it would take several days.
To ensure their own safety and avoid alerting the snakes prematurely, Han Shuo and his companions didn't have any better options; they could only keep walking and walking...
Fortunately, they had prepared enough water and supplies this time, enough to last for three to five days without any major problems.
However, even with their genetically advanced and physically strong physique, the long journey through the desert was too much for them to bear, making it extremely difficult.
Perhaps the only good news for everyone is that there are no zombies to be seen in this desolate desert.
Without zombies, they can avoid some unnecessary trouble...
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However, as they ventured deeper into the desert, they unknowingly arrived at a special area.
In this area, no one noticed anything unusual, but countless nanobots were floating around them, invisible to the naked eye.
Upon detecting the arrival of humans, these tiny reconnaissance nanobots all flew towards the depths of the desert.
Han Shuo and his companions never imagined that despite their caution, they would still be discovered by the other party one step ahead.
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Meanwhile, deep in the desert, a secret base was established in the heart of an oasis.
This is the headquarters of the Corpse-Clad Organization. Countless hordes of zombies are scattered around the base, and the mysterious old man is stationed here.
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As the reconnaissance nanobots returned from afar, a staff member quickly noticed something amiss.
He strode into a room and bowed respectfully as he reported the situation.
"Grandpa, there's a region in the eastern desert where traces of humans have suddenly appeared."
"oh?"
In the shadows, an elderly man sitting with his back to the chair let out a soft "hmm".
He turned around, his upper body still shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see his face.
Then, a voice, aged and weathered, rang out.
"Humans? Strange, why would humans come to a place like this? Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"
The staff member quickly replied, "Sir, the information from afar should be accurate. The nanobots we deployed in the reconnaissance area have scanned three thermal images of humans."
"Hmm... So someone really did come here. Was it with a purpose, or just wandering around by chance?"
The old man, leaning on his cane on his left, slowly stood up from his chair and muttered to himself softly.
At this point, the staff member mentioned another crucial point.
"Sir, in addition to these, two more images were scanned. The latter two images only show the outline of a human figure, without any thermal imaging features."
"They look like... two cyborgs!"
After saying this, the old man immediately became serious.
"Oh? The cyborgs actually found this place? It seems they were the ones who killed the squad that suddenly died outside earlier."
"Hmm, they've come with ill intentions, they've come with ill intentions..."
He unconsciously tapped the ground with his left hand, which was holding the cane.
After a moment of silence, the old man gave his instructions.
"Go, bring that lazy brat to me!"
"yes!"
The staff member bowed deeply and then quickly left the room.
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About 10 minutes later, a man with tattoos on his face pushed open the door.
This person was the captain of Team 1 of the Corpse-Wearing Man organization, and also the one who kidnapped Cheng Shenghong more than a month ago.
The tattooed man didn't show much respect to the old man; instead, he yawned and lay down on the sofa next to him.
"I said, my old man, what's wrong now? Can't you just let me take a nap?"
The old man wasn't angry at the tattooed man's unreasonable behavior; he seemed to be used to it.
"You want to sleep again? Sleep, sleep, all you do is sleep, you never do anything productive all day long."
The tattooed man was tired of hearing similar nagging.
He squinted and replied impatiently.
"Grandpa, I completed your task a while ago and even brought you an unexpected surprise. Now it's my time to rest, okay?"
"Besides, you know I only have this one hobby. What else can I do if I don't sleep? What, accompany you, this old fogey, for a walk and a chat? I don't have that kind of interest."
"well……"
The old man sighed. To be honest, if this person hadn't been capable and his most trusted assistant, given his temperament and personality, he would have killed anyone else eight times over.
However, although the tattooed man was lazy, he was still quite efficient.
The old man knew this, which is why he allowed him to engage in such idle behavior.
"Alright, enough with the nonsense. You better pull yourself together. Two cyborgs have arrived in this area."
"I need you to go and take care of them halfway there!"
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