Bai Ge adjusted his landing point through teleportation.
However, teleportation and entering the brain hole wouldn't change his acceleration in the real world.
After a bit of adjustment, he chose the Sahara Desert as his landing point and began to teleport in reverse.
Whenever he was about to enter the stratosphere, he would abruptly teleport 1000 kilometers away from where he came from, which gave him an extra 10 seconds to decelerate.
As he continued to decelerate, combined with the atmospheric resistance, after four teleportations, he finally managed to decelerate to 10 kilometers per second with the help of plasma propulsion in reverse.
This speed wasn't a problem, and with his mass, it was only equivalent to a meteor impact.
At this point, if there was someone at the center of the Sahara Desert, they would see a burning ball of light crashing into the desert.
"Boom!"
The huge impact caused a sandstorm to spread, creating a cloud of dust that lingered in the center of the desert.
After a while, a large amount of sand disappeared, as if something was sending the sand away.
The amount of sand in the landing area gradually decreased, as the surrounding sand began to slide towards the center, quickly forming a crater several dozen meters deep, revealing the rocks below.
Bai Ge flew out naked and hurriedly put on a new set of clothes.
As he grew stronger, his clothes would disappear more and more easily, which was quite annoying.
"Lord, our people have already retrieved the Mechanical Enemy, the people of Lighthouse Bureau are still searching the Pacific Ocean. One of our teams has already finished preparing and can break into Lighthouse Bureau's headquarters at any time" a mass of sand manifested into Ling Dang's body and reported.
Bai Ge smiled: "There's no rush, Lighthouse Bureau only has one Eternal Frost Butterfly left. It's fine if we don't act, but if they feel threatened, they might release the Eternal Frost Butterfly"
"Compared to that, I still don't know what the two anomalies in Africa are. Since we're already here, let's just take them in"
Saying so, he stood on the desert and looked to the West.
The reason he chose the Sahara Desert as his landing point wasn't just because it was easier to withstand his fall.
At the same time, it was because he knew that there was an anomaly here.
There were two anomalies in Africa, one of which was in the hands of the Moroccan government, which made this small country one of the five largest hosting countries of the Global Council.
The other one was in the Sahara Desert.
Narrowing his eyes, Bai Ge sensed the anomaly's location. It was still around 100 kilometers away from him.
Bai Ge's legs instantly exploded with plasma sparks, and he flew over a dozen kilometers in the blink of an eye.
As he flew, he left a trail of high-temperature crystals in the desert. His pants were also burned, leaving only the upper part of his thighs.
"F * ck! Ling Dang, make me a pair of heat-resistant pants! No, I want the whole set! "Bai Ge said.
Ling Dang said, "Red? Or was it flesh-colored? Or black? "
"Red and black, of course!" Bai Ge said.
Ling Dang said, "Give me some hair and two kilograms of cells."
Bai Ge released a magnetic weapon and used the knife array whirlwind to cut off the jelly-like black hair on his head.
However, after cutting for a long time, he only managed to scratch the skin a little.
Bai Ge curled his lips. He had no choice but to enter the brain hole and spend some energy. Just like when he extracted the kidney, he directly pulled out dozens of strands of hair from his head.
Seeing that Super Regeneration had repaired the blood on his head, Bai Ge threw the black cells on the ground.
Ling Dang quickly combined the blood cells with the black living cells, some alloy fragments, and new nanomaterials to finally produce two sets of clothes for Bai Ge.
One set was for Bai Ge to wear, while the other set was for backup in the brain hole.
This set of clothes was reddish-black and had a strange texture. It looked more like the fleshy luster of the prototype of the Blacklight virus.
However, under Ling Dang's design, as long as one did not look at it carefully, they would only think that it was a set of clothes with personality.
Now, forget Bai Ge, any random person wearing this set of clothes and a hat would not be afraid of fire and lightning.
...
The Sahara Desert was very large, more than nine million square kilometers of desert. The periphery was divided by many North African countries, but in the worst central area, although nominally belonged to some countries, in reality, no one could survive there.
This was one of the most unsuitable places for human survival. The sea of sand stretched as far as the eye could see. Under the scorching temperature of the sun, it formed a dead land.
There was no living thing, not even an extremely tenacious cactus.
Sand, sand, other than sand, there was only sand.
However, despite the harsh conditions, there was still a human being here.
This human looked to be of European descent. His head was wrapped in clothes to block the sun. His body was extremely dry, and his lips were cracked and pale. Even his blood seemed to have evaporated.
Although it was already autumn, the desert was still sunny during the day. This person was obviously severely dehydrated.
He walked up a sand dune numbly and looked into the distance. It was still an endless stretch of yellow sand.
There was despair in his eyes. He finally did not want to leave. He seemed to have given up. His knees went soft and he knelt on the ground.
Then, he slid down from the sand dune and lay in the shade of the sand dune. He curled up and waited for death.
He was a French explorer named Goethe. He tried to cross the desert alone, and he took a video camera to record the process.
However, ten days ago, he encountered a big storm and was forced to escape in the opposite direction. Under the cover of the yellow sand that covered the sky, he entered the most dangerous death zone.
The so-called death zone referred to the 20-kilometer forbidden zone in the center of the Sahara Desert.
Even insects couldn't survive here.
However, he was experienced. He had been here a few years ago. He knew that as long as he followed the direction of the sun and persisted in walking in one direction, he could still get out.
After all, the diameter of this area was only 40 kilometers. As long as he walked out, he might be able to see a small number of plants and then get a little bit of water.
However, some unexpected changes seemed to have occurred in this death zone.
He walked continuously toward the west for about 70 kilometers until all the water on his body was exhausted. However, he still could not find a single plant.
He was surrounded by endless yellow sand.
"How can this be … The death zone is not so big … Could it be that the direction of the sun is also wrong?"
Gradually, Goethe found that every time he crossed a sand dune, the environment would change beyond recognition.
When he looked back, the sand dune that he had passed by had become unfamiliar. It was as if he did not come from there.
This discovery made him feel extremely desperate. It seemed that even the sun could not be trusted. He did not know where to go at all.
Strangely lost, endless correct directions. The small death zone seemed to have become infinitely large.
Because Goethe had been lost in the Black Desert for several days, he had already drunk all the water on him. At this time, he had not drunk a drop of water for two days and was in a state of dehydration.
At this moment, he, who had given up in despair, took out the camera and began to record his last words.
His voice soon became hoarse. The dry pain seemed to be tearing him apart.
However, he still insisted on talking to the camera. When he was out of energy, he would rest for a while.
Gradually, he hugged the camera and narrowed his eyes as he fell into the memories of his near-death experience.
Suddenly, a red and black figure appeared in front of him. The figure stood in front of him and looked down at him.
"Is this an illusion?" He did not think that someone had come to save him.
How could there be another person as unlucky as him in the death zone?
Moreover, the red and black figure, because of his blurred vision, looked like the God of Death. As someone with faith, he felt that this was the God of Death that a dying person saw.
"So there really is a God of Death? Please take me away … I'm in too much pain now … "Goethe said in his heart.
He would rather die quickly than continue to suffer.
"I didn't expect there to be a living person," the red and black figure said.
Goethe was stunned. The other party was speaking Mandarin. Although he did not understand the meaning, he could still tell the difference between Mandarin and other East Asian languages.
"Ah? What? "Goethe opened his eyes wide, trying to see why the God of Death was speaking Mandarin.
As if hearing him speak French, the other party also switched to French.
"Do you want water?" the God of Death asked.
Goethe did not care if this was a dream or an illusion. When he heard water, he immediately shouted, "Yes! I want water! "
He thought that even if this was a dream, he would drink his fill in the dream before dying.
To his surprise, the God of Death said, "Ice or room temperature?"
"Ah?" Goethe was stunned. "There's ice?"
Then, the God of Death casually threw a bottle of water to him. When the bottle landed in his arms, the cold stinging sensation instantly woke him up.
"Is it really water? Or ice? "Although Goethe was about to go into shock, at this moment, he burst out with astonishing strength.
He drank the ice water like a madman, feeling as if he had come back to life.
"Uh … Hahaha … Gulu gulu … Hahaha …" Goethe was so happy that he cried tears of joy. However, he was in a dehydrated state and could not cry.
After drinking half the bottle of water in a few gulps, he immediately stopped and carefully hugged the remaining half of the bottle.
When he regained his energy, he saw the red and black figure clearly. It was not the God of Death, but an Easterner with a ridiculously exquisite appearance.
This Easterner did not have a drop of sweat on his body, and his skin was clean and smooth. He did not look like someone who had entered the Death Zone of the Black Desert at all.
Instead, he looked more like someone who had just finished a spa in an air-conditioned room.
They were both in the Death Desert, but compared to him, the person in front of him was completely different.
"Are we really in the same world? This is the worst Death Zone of the Sahara … "Goethe broke down.
He was almost dying of thirst here, and his skin was dry and cracked, but the person in front of him was the exact opposite. Was he exploring the Sahara and taking care of his skin every day?
Also, what was with the water that seemed to have just been taken out of a refrigerator? Why did he bring a refrigerator with him when exploring the Sahara?
He was dressed so casually. Was he here for a vacation?
This person was, of course, Bai Ge. Seeing him so calm, Goethe could not help but ask, "Are you a big team? Are you here to explore the Death Zone? "
Unexpectedly, Bai Ge said, "No, it's just me."
"And … I'm also lost."
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