A Way

Chen Cheng picked up the Space Bag in his hand, gave it a shake, and said:

"Dead Octopus, what kind of rotten idea was this? We've walked for so long, and the scenery's been the same every day. It's practically worn my nerves down."

As he spoke, he threw the Space Bag away as if in a fit of pique.

"To hell with you. Let you have a taste of being scorched by the blazing sun too."

The instant the Space Bag hit the ground, its tightly sealed opening came undone. Brother Octopus flowed out of it like a puddle of liquid.

Seeing this, Chen Cheng immediately got up and ran over. This dead octopus was his only way out now. He absolutely could not die here.

The next moment, Brother Octopus's liquid-like body rapidly expanded, and his color changed from pitch-black to desert yellow.

Brother Octopus had now returned to the size he had been when he was first made into a statue.

Once he had recovered, Brother Octopus hurriedly shrank back beneath the sand wall where Chen Cheng and the others sheltered from the sun. He wiped nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead with his tentacles while patting the body woven from his feelers.

"You scared the life out of me. Good thing I wasn't discovered."

Chen Cheng came before Brother Octopus and gave him a kick with his foot.

"What scared you so badly? Tell me about it."

Chen Cheng did not look concerned at all. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying Brother Octopus's misfortune.

Yet Brother Octopus merely rolled his eyes at him.

"What would a little brat like you know? I'm thirsty right now and have no time to settle scores with you. Hurry up and bring me some water."

Chen Cheng directly took the