Occasionally, a small number of plants could be seen in the desert, such as cacti, aloe vera, centenarian orchid, and sand holly. Gong Yi knew a few ways to obtain water in the desert. By digging along the roots of these plants, he would be able to dig out some wet sand. He would then wrap these wet sand bags with a thin layer of cloth, which would allow him to squeeze out a certain amount of water. Alternatively, he could also hang his clothes wrapped in wet sand at night to obtain some water.
Even so, this amount of water was truly too little for the four of them, and was far from being able to provide for their needs. In fact, Gong Yi had already drunk his own urine. However, very quickly, his body had become so dry that he was unable to produce any more urine.
This was a very frightening matter. The human body produced a lot of toxins every day, and most of them were excreted through urine. But now, even his kidneys were about to stop working …
Everyone had thought of various methods, and Wang Zhong had even thought of entering the hyperdimension many times. However, the things that could be done in Tianjing weren't working at all here. It was very likely that they were already far away from the spatial node in Tianjing. Wang Zhong didn't know the specific reason, but he could already feel the aura of despair.
Gong Yi was also pondering over a method, but the problem was that in this godforsaken place, he felt that his brain wasn't as useful as his body. The entire world was deathly still, and there was only yellow sand.
Sister Hong's spirit was getting weaker and weaker. Not only did the collapse of her Soul Sea bring about a loss of Soul Power, but it was also extremely taxing on her body. In the end, she still fainted, and had been in a dazed state for two to three days. Only when Wang Zhong and the others fed her a little water did she instinctively respond with an "En."
The second to collapse was Gong Yi. His body hadn't been in a good condition for the past few days, as he had a high fever the night he collapsed. Wang Zhong measured it with his hand and estimated that it was at least 41 or 42 degrees.
Generally speaking, new humans wouldn't fall sick, much less Heroic Soul Stage soldiers. However, if such a person were to fall sick, it would usually be extremely serious. Gong Yi collapsed very quickly, with his fever reaching 45 degrees Celsius on the second day, causing his hand to burn. If he was an ordinary person, even his internal organs would have been cooked by now.
Wang Zhong carried Sister Hong on his back, while Reynolds carried Gong Yi. In the desert, the four figures became three, and then two. Reynolds's injuries were originally very serious, but he had to admit that people who wandered on the edge of life and death all day had terrifying recovery abilities. Reynolds had escaped death many times because of his strong physical body. This wasn't his most critical situation, and at least he had people by his side. Of course, of course, of Gong Yi had collapsed, but he could still hold on.
Everyone had already stopped talking, as even talking was physically taxing. However, they could feel from each other's gazes that they wouldn't give up. If there was only one of them, they might have already given up. However, looking at the unconscious Sister Hong and Gong Yi, Wang Zhong and Reynolds wanted to persevere. Their lips were chapped and covered with sand, while the sun in the sky seemed to be mocking humanity's ignorance and weakness.
They had finally walked out of the cursed lands and thought that they had started a new life, but were they going to die here?
Reynolds and Wang Zhong were extremely resilient. Carrying two people on his back, hunting, searching for water, and hurrying on, they had gritted their teeth and held on.
However, the human body had its limits. How long could they last like this?
Sister Hong and Gong Yi's condition fluctuated. If they found water and fed it to the two, they would be able to wake up for a while. However, they would still be dizzy and would only say a few words. Most of the time, they would pass the time in a coma.
"Let's go." This was the last thing Sister Hong said when she was conscious.
Gong Yi stuffed a small button into Wang Zhong's pocket. Obviously, all his secrets were in it. His gaze seemed to be saying that he had won, and that he couldn't let these bastards take advantage of him.
Wang Zhong and Reynolds were expressionless. At this moment, it was no longer a question of whether they could leave or not. If they gave up on Sister Hong and Gong Yi, it would be equivalent to giving up on themselves. They would have long been unable to hold on.
The yellow sand was endless, and the boundless desert seemed endless. Wang Zhong still had a little bit of strength left. During this period of time, he hadn't communicated with Simba. Simba didn't speak either, as he knew that his physical strength was almost completely exhausted. If he continued to consume his consciousness, he would only collapse faster.
Wang Zhong didn't give up. He didn't want to give up. If he collapsed here, wouldn't he be letting the Gui and Zhao Families have their way? Scarlet, Ma Dong and the others were still waiting for him to return.
Plop …
The sound of someone falling rang out behind him. Reynolds had collapsed. He couldn't walk any further. In this boundless world, Wang Zhong was the only one left. The desolate desert was still boundless.
Wang Zhong sat down, gasping for breath. He sat there in a daze for quite a while. Time had already lost its meaning, as the scorching sun continued to emit heat tirelessly.
Wang Zhong's movements had already become very slow, and his Soul Power reaction had already been suppressed to the lowest possible level. In order to maintain his basic consciousness and judgement, Wang Zhong slowly tied knots on the clothes of the three people. This was a very simple action, but it took him half an hour. Standing up with great effort, Wang Zhong dragged the three of them as he walked slowly across the desert …
As he walked, Wang Zhong could only move based on his instincts. His speed became slower and slower, and his body started to sway. It seemed that he wasn't as strong as he had imagined.
His body started to sway, but he still held onto the belt tightly. Wang Zhong seemed to have started to hallucinate, as though there were people walking over from afar. Was this a mirage?
How could there be people walking in the desert like this … Wang Zhong's vision started to turn blurry, and he gradually lost consciousness. At the last moment, he seemed to hear a voice. "Wang Zhong … did you bring any cola?"
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