Chapter 238

Only in this boundless desert, the sporadic energy reminded Wen Zheng of Wanghe's water veins and the vegetation that was also missing.

This obvious difference made Wen Zheng a little uncomfortable, and what made Wen Zheng even more uncomfortable was this situation that could be regarded as a dead start.

However, Wen Zheng still practiced the cultivation method, which was better than nothing and could make his body feel better.

As the sky gradually darkened, Wen Zheng did not rest but bought another bottle of physical recovery potion from the system store.

Coming to this world with top difficulty from the beginning, Wen Zheng finally understood the feelings of other players who complained about the game in the forum.

Wen Zheng had seen many posts from senior players complaining about their miserable experiences in the forum. They had to rely on themselves because of insufficient points. If they did not try to challenge hidden tasks, they would not be able to get points. If they went to find hidden tasks, they would be dead if they found the wrong ones and got injured.

Those who can become senior players have good strength and luck.

However, there are almost no players like Wen Zheng who obtained the cultivation method in the second world by saving the little mermaid. Most of the other rescuers were encountered after experiencing many mission worlds, or accumulated enough points to buy in the system store.

So all these senior players have the same advice for other players, that is, don't rely too much on points, but make sure to have enough points at all times, which is used to save lives at critical times.

Just by the practice of the game trying every means to plunder player points, this advice hides the tragic past of many players.

Wen Zheng deducted a lot of points because of Tuantuan's identity.

But he has not encountered any plants so far, and even rarely sees stones, let alone water.

Except for using points to buy goods, Wen Zheng has no way to continue to live.

This time, the physical potion in his hand was not drunk immediately. Wen Zheng took a small sip and put the potion bottle into his backpack. Whether walking or drinking water, there must be a certain rhythm, and he must use it as sparingly as possible.

The most important thing in the desert is to determine the correct direction. In a desert with only endless yellow sand and no reference points, Wen Zheng also has to avoid the undulating sand dunes. The only way forward is a detour. If you don't know the direction, you will easily get lost.

It is precisely because the desert is hot and rainy, and it is basically sunny, with few clouds in the sky. You can rely on the sun during the day and the North Star at night to identify the direction.

The North Star is particularly bright in the night sky, guiding the survivors to escape.

It is not yet the cold night, and the temperature is still suitable. Wen Zheng looked up at the sky.

Not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful stars, he first found the Big Dipper like a spoon, and found the location of the North Star along the bottom of the spoon.

The temperature is getting lower and lower. Originally, Wen Zheng needed to save energy as much as possible, so he took a short break every once in a while, but now he is not going to stop, just because the constantly moving body can generate heat to resist the cold.

It's just that the constant walking has increased the speed at which Wen Zheng consumes physical recovery potions.

In the silent darkness, I could barely see the road clearly by the moonlight. It seemed that I was the only one in the world, and loneliness came with the cold.

Wen Zheng's expression could not help but become bitter. At this moment, he missed Tuantuan's company very much. Whether in the desert or in the survival game where he didn't know when he would reach the end, the company of a creature was simply a support for moving forward.

I don't know how Tuantuan is doing in other worlds, but Wen Zheng firmly believes that Tuantuan can pass smoothly.

Tuantuan in other worlds also thought of his father. He had a yogurt with a straw in his mouth and kicked away a zombie with cloudy eyes and slow movements.

"I don't know how Dad is doing in the desert..." Tuantuan said to himself, ran over to carry the bottled water and other food and water to the car, and did not forget to leave some money at the cash register, then drove away, ignoring the eyes cast on him.

Compared with Tuantuan's leisurely life, Wen Zheng was particularly miserable.

During the coldest time, Wen Zheng was shivering as he walked. His upper body was frozen stiff, and his teeth could not help but tremble, making a clicking sound when rubbing against each other.

Only his legs, wearing long thick socks and sand boots, were still moving forward tirelessly.

Until the temperature began to gradually rise, and finally passed the unbearable cold moment, Wen Zheng finally relaxed, lying on the sand and looking up at the sky.

Wen Zheng did not dare to let himself fall asleep, even though his spirit was extremely tired and it was difficult to wake up once he fell asleep.

The cool morning was a good time to travel.

However, when resting in the desert, you should pay attention to the choice of a good place.

The sands will not attract each other at all. Although they are now gathered into sand dunes, they can easily disperse with just a slight breeze.

If you don't want to be buried alive by the sand, it is best to choose a flat land surrounded by many sand dunes. Such places are often sheltered from the wind and can avoid being buried by quicksand.

Wen Zheng wanted to seize the time, so he just stayed awake and rested for a while. Although his body had medicine to repair, the mental pressure was greater than ever before.

The sun was coming out of the sky. Wen Zheng was about to get up from the ground and continue on his way before it got too hot when he heard a sound.

When he tilted his head to look in the direction of the sound, Wen Zheng's breath stopped. It was a small black scorpion.

Although this kind of scorpion may be poisonous, this kind of small scorpion usually does not have much toxins, and it can be eaten by removing the scorpion's poison sac.

Using a dagger to easily kill the food that came to the door, Wen Zheng removed the last section of the scorpion's tail that hid the poison sac, simply wiped the dust on it with clothes, threw it directly into his mouth, and chewed it.

He had eaten fried scorpions before, but this was the first time Wen Zheng had eaten raw scorpions. However, he had no intention of tasting the taste. He just wanted to get energy for his body, so he chewed it and swallowed it into his stomach.

The appearance of the scorpion was a kind of omen, which made Wen Zheng feel much better. This kind of scorpion usually likes to hide in the cracks of stones, which means that there will be a lot of stones nearby, not these small gravel.

The speed of human beings moving forward in the desert is far less than that of the animals living here.

After walking forward for a few minutes, looking into the distance, Wen Zheng finally showed a smile on his face.

In the sandy land ahead, there is finally no longer only yellow sand, but a lot of stones, and some Wangku plants inside.

Wangku plants represent that there used to be water veins here, but later because the water veins Wangku died, these plants gradually died, and the water inside was evaporated by the strong sunlight, so they still stand in the desert without rotting.

Although it is not the fresh green that represents the water source, it is enough to see these Wangku plants. It is surprising enough, at least it is easier to get through the cold night.

Last night's overnight journey was still useful. These stones can be a shelter against the heat at noon and the cold at night.

Wen Zheng moved quickly to the place where the stones were used. He did not have a thermometer, so he could only estimate the current temperature based on his own feelings.

The temperature should have risen to more than three degrees. As the temperature rose, more and more sweat came out of Wen Zheng's forehead, and there was no chance to flow down. The water in the whole body was quickly evaporated by the sun. It is estimated that if you break a raw egg and put it on the sand, it can be roasted by the high temperature.

The sun hasn't even reached its highest point yet, but it's already a little unbearable. Wen Zheng must find a place for himself to rest before the heat reaches its highest point.