The Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland is about 150 kilometers wide and 600 kilometers long. It is a low-lying area southeast of Tyr City. After thousands of years of wind blowing and burying sand, there are countless sands here. As a slave, Zhao Mai was locked in a prison cart and once crossed this area. He also encountered terrible sandstorms there. Because of the harsh climate and complex terrain, except for some specific hard Gobi sand roads, other areas may become quicksand areas at any time, devouring people's lives.

Everyone wanted to know how Zhao Mai did it, but some people really couldn't get rid of it. Kotande had a lot of work related to the Masked Alliance, and Rikas was the current hero and slave savior of Tyr City, and they couldn't come even if they wanted to come. Tyrion wanted to see it, but he wanted to learn more about Tyr, the Masked Alliance, and everything in this world, so as to prepare for the next step. He stayed in the Masked Alliance and studied with Kotande, so he didn't come. However, with Shatily and Butcher, Zhao Mai was already very satisfied.

They drove to the sea of ​​sand, dived up and down, as if they were really on the sea. However, the Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland was really an ocean in the past, and Tyr City was once a coastal city. Zhao Mai cannot bring blue back at present, but it should not be a big problem to turn it into purple and green.

"What exactly is the Z-worm you're talking about?" Shatili was always curious: "Can they eat sand and turn it into soil?"

"That is the most powerful biological group in the universe, and can survive in almost any environment." Dogian's evaluation was very high: "Satili, Z-worm is Atas' tomorrow."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to turn all Atas creatures into z-worms." Zhao Mai looked at the navigation map, then turned the steering wheel: "I see a hard ground, let's start there!"

They found a camp site with relatively hard ground, and shelter with stones and bricks. This was once a fixed anchorage for the caravan, and everyone could find some clay pots, sand beds and piles of round-shell beetles. In the Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland, there were many such camp sites, which were built and destroyed by wind and sand, and then found new places to be established, and continued to cycle.

Relying on business interests is not enough to last in this terrible desert. Only by continuing to dig deeper and using the power of life can we take root and stand firm. Zhao Mai stopped the car on the hard ground, walked a few steps away alone, and faced the sea of ​​sand with his back to everyone.

His head turned blue, and the wind stopped under the light, and the sand was quiet. This rare silence made Shatili's ears buzz, and he patted hard before stopping the hallucination. Butcher pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "At least this looks good. I have seen a priest who preaches, but he is not as good as him."

"The master is a god," Dogian said, holding the gardener Long, "and even have something to do."

"He is a god, but he is not a slave god." Shatili deliberately picked Dogian's thorn. After knowing that Zhao Mai and others were traveling in other worlds, on the one hand, he was because of the regret that he could not follow, and on the other hand, he was proud of seeing Zhao Mai come back. She would not admit that she was a little envious of Dogian, so she only said a few words verbally.

Zhao Mai focused on feeling the information of the will of the world around him. He also clearly remembered the negotiations with the world. When he showed power no less than that of the gods, he immediately attracted the attention of the will of the world. However, as Yiluvita said, the simple will of the world only cares about his own survival.

"I will make you prosper and no longer be harmed by magic." Zhao Mai cut open his palm and let the cells of the worm fall to the ground. The hot gravel immediately stuck to the worm's body, wrapping it up in its continuous rolling.

Zhao Mai raised his right fist and hit the ground hard. The blue light exploded and the sand turned into water. The water quickly penetrated downwards and soon disappeared into the sea of ​​sand. The z insects were also gone down together.

Zhao Mai swung his fist again, constantly using the ability of material alchemy to create various basic elements to provide Z worms with the material and energy that is urgently needed for their proliferation. Under his boxing, the ground was sunken and the sea of ​​sand continued to settle, and quicksand was formed, and Zhao Mai buried it in all directions.

However, the blue light flashed again and again, and the sand was transformed into various substances until Zhao Mai felt that it was enough that the z-worms began to snowball. He flew out of the sand pit, landed next to the car, opened the trunk and threw a cultivation ball of Xilan. The flame on his head turned back to golden, but there was no sweat.

"What do we need to do next?" Butcher glanced at the sand pit from time to time and asked curiously: "Would I expect anything to grow inside?"

"Yes, new bugs will grow inside, and the bugs will lay the ground to transform the surrounding environment." Zhao Mai said: "As for the next point, we will go to the next point. I guess the entire alluvial sand wasteland will need more than 30 breeding points to form a sufficient scale."

"You have to do something like this thirty times? It's even more boring than farming." Butcher shrugged: "Mc, what if we see a sand thief or something on the road, what if we go to fight? Anyway, killing the thief will also pose a threat to you."

"I agree!" Shatili said: "The thief does everything evil and should be cleaned up long ago. Especially those who have been thief for more than a year, each of them has blood stained in their hands! If the Witch King is the worst and the slave trader is second, then the thief deserves to be third!"

"No problem. Things that go hand in hand are not dangerous at all, and can also add some fun."

So on the way to the next "cultivation site", Zhao Mai consciously searched for traces of sand thieves. Although wind and sand would bury many things, the underground shelters built by sand thieves could not hide the scanning of the vehicle-mounted radar. The cunning rabbit still had three caves. Zhao Mai and his group found two vacant dens and finally the existence of sand thieves was the third one.

"Don't take action!" Xiaohua said to Zhao Mai: "This time, you are just a driver, and we will do the fight. We must let us exercise!"

"If you are so cute, don't go down. Can't you play with Xiao Wei in the car? She knows a lot of games."

"No, of course not." Xiaohua shook her head and stretched her gardener Long's little arms and legs hard. "Xiao Wei is just a biochemical person. She will try to make us happy, but she is not really happy. If I study and understand what's going on and make her happy consciously, then I will play with her."

"Okay, follow Dogian, be careful." Zhao Mai pulled out the hunter's blood spear and threw it to Dogian: "You give me a long sword, let's use this for you. I washed away my own psychic power marks, and you found time to fill in your own abilities characteristics. By the way, can you use a spear?"
Chapter completed!