Sand, endless sand. They are climbing up all the time, trying to devour everything. From the gaps in their clothes, from the openings of their boots, from their mouths, noses, and ears. Before Zhao Mai and his group could climb up the dunes, they were covered in the smell of sand.

The reserved grain is basically unable to walk in this environment. Its foot mats are not protected against the sand, and sooner or later it will exude the aroma of barbecue. Zhao Mai stuffed it into his backpack and stayed with the flower pot. The hot environment here is an overly harsh test for the two little creatures.

This will increase the burden, but Zhao Mai has decided to live and die with everyone. His only plan at present is to find a shelter, persist for three months, and find a way to dig out the car. The environment here is neither suitable for survival nor practice, and he does not want to stay.

Climbing up the sand dunes is a very difficult thing. The soft sand always takes Zhao Mai on the slide, trying to wrap his legs and flow downwards. He stepped down heavily, and most of his strength was spent on creating sand pits. The rise distance was very short, and sometimes even further, but he took two steps back. It was obvious that it was only a vertical height of more than 40 meters, but it took him more than half an hour to get up.

Looking around, it is hard not to have the thought of despair. The endless yellow sand, layered black shadows, countless dunes are everything on the ground. The huge sun in the pale sky emits endless red flames, and the air is ignited, constantly expanding and making strange sounds, as if repeating the word "death, death, death". There are no trees, no grass, and no objects that can move except sand and wind. Here, the natural force is simply oxygen in the vacuum, water droplets in the flame, and Zhao Mai cannot release a spell.

Their only hope is a mountain range in the distance. Maybe it will be more harsh and no one can be sure of it, but there will definitely be differences there, and change means vitality. Since there is no reference, the distance is difficult to estimate. The only thing that is certain is that it is absolutely impossible to reach today. Zhao Mai held his knees with his hands and closed his mouth to breathe hard. He wanted to recover his strength, but also took this opportunity to cheer himself up. "Give up is death." He knew this very well.

According to the height and direction of the sun, I think that the mountains are northerly in the west. In a strange world, direction, time, and season, these cannot be confirmed, and the experience of other worlds cannot be used to deal with this world. But if we can communicate the natural force, then Zhao Mai has a way to figure out most of the situation, which is also the purpose of his visit to the mountains.

"Just there, let's go." Zhao Mai pointed, Buche nodded without saying a word. Both of them wrapped their mouths and noses with cloth strips and used a headscarf to cover their eyes. If possible, they only used one eye at a time, opened and closed and took turns to rest, trying every means to reduce the volatility of moisture.

The sand dunes that had climbed up in an hour took only ten seconds to rush down. This was their rare and only happiness. After that, shaking the sand hanging on their bodies, the road was still far away and I needed to walk slowly.

Zhao Mai looked at his phone while walking. The phone has a function of turning on the map. The map where he has been to is bright, the ones he has seen but has never been to is gray, and the ones he has not known is black. Relying on the shiny walking track, Zhao Mai can determine the relative position of himself and the starting point, correct the direction of his progress, and avoid deviating too much when walking around the dunes. They cannot keep climbing over the dunes, which will consume too much physical strength. The best way is to move along the top of the dunes and avoid moving up and down as much as possible.

A spider the size of a fingernail drilled out of the sand and chased Zhao Mai desperately, trying to hide in his shadow. It seems that even local creatures cannot stand the hot temperature and ruthless sunlight. This is the first creature Zhao Mai encountered, so he will naturally not let it go. He wanted two crossbow arrows from Butcher as chopsticks and picked up the little reptile from the ground.

It has eight spider legs, round belly, and a pair of scary teeth. This little thing is very aggressive and keeps trying to bite the dagger that Zhao Mai stretched out.

"Its bite is poisonous. Did you see the droplets on the dagger? It was seeping out of its mouth." Zhao Mai flipped the little thing back and forth and looked carefully. Although the spider was very fierce to him, Zhao Mai was still quite happy. At least he saw the creature, which means that this place was not a desolate death.

From small things, you can feel the unique natural force here. If you savor it carefully, there is a very primitive and more element-oriented feeling, which is completely different from Graleon. Graleon has many natural creatures, so the natural force is more cycled and system. This spider is used to isolated life, and the natural force is extremely conservative, but it carries a faint smell of water elements.

At this moment, a larger breath of the same kind approached quickly, and Butcher also issued an alarm, asking Zhao Mai to be careful. The sand dunes seemed to have suddenly lived, rolling yellow sand bulging, and then flowed along the steep slope. In the space below, a larger spider was hiding over.

Perhaps this kind of raid works for other creatures, but it doesn't mean to Zhao Mai and Butcher. The reserve grain also called out, rushed out of the backpack, ready to fight.

The sand suddenly stopped shaking, and then suddenly exploded. The spider, the size of a crocodile, opened its mouth and a pair of scimitar-shaped teeth cut across it. Zhao Mai poked down with the giant-toothed beast's gun blade, pierced the monster's mouth and poked it hard to the ground. Butcher rushed forward, about to cut off its head.

"Wait a minute, I have an idea, don't kill it!" Zhao Mai shouted: "I sensed the natural force!"

The force of nature exists in all living organisms, and this spider is no exception. Unlike Graleon, the body of the creatures here preserves more force, which seems to be to deal with the extreme natural environment here. Only wealthy can exchange more, and people who are poor in the force will naturally collect and store and reduce consumption.

Zhao Mai first tried to communicate wildly with this giant spider, hoping to domesticate it. It was obviously more adaptable to the desert environment than people like him. If it could be used as a mount, it would definitely save a lot of physical strength. Even if it could not be domesticated, it would be a life-saving move to be able to communicate and take everyone to find the water and oasis in the desert.

The spider struggled, and Zhao Mai continued to comfort him, but it had little effect. No matter how Zhao Mai explained, there was only one instinct in the spider's mind, that is, predation. It was struggling more and more violently, and Butcher was about to be unable to suppress it. "No matter what you are going to do, hurry up!"

There was no choice but to kill it. Butcher waved his sword and cut off the spider's head, while the rest of it shook continuously. Zhao Mai put his hand on the spider, and then used the method taught by Wadsworth to start mobilizing the natural force and performing the water-making technique. The spider kept trembling, and his body quickly deflated, and its moisture was pulled out by Zhao Mai.
Chapter completed!