Under the blazing sun.
Daoist Wang was breathing heavily, drenched in sweat as he carried two massive terrain detectors on his back. Hands on his hips, he stood atop a dune in the Sari Desert, watching Ling Tong leisurely cruise around ahead on a quad bike...
Fine, fine, fine!
That little Combat Machine sure held a grudge!
Daoist Wang only wanted to raise the banner of rebellion now!
With other military survey teams nearby, Wang Jixuan had not wasted the qi in his body or used talismans. His muscles were already starting to ache.
Fortunately, he had been consciously training his body. He wanted to follow a half-body-cultivator path in this life; otherwise, he would have collapsed after the first few dunes.
Vroom—
Ling Tong rode her quad bike over and stopped coolly in front of him. Dressed in beach camouflage short sleeves and long pants, she looked valiant and spirited, clearly in a good mood. Even her ponytail bounced slightly.
"Why did Teacher Wang stop walking? Did your shoes refuse to move?"
Wang Jixuan's eyes immediately filled with resentment.
He said gloomily, "Couldn't we put the instruments on the bike?"
"They could get stuck in the sand."
"Then what about that?"
Wang Jixuan pointed at a helicopter flying past in the distance.
The pilot inexplicably shivered.
Ling Tong raised her chin slightly. "They're surveying terrain data. We're verifying geological data. This is an important mission to prevent Blade Beasts from ambushing us underground."
"Then what about those?"
Wang Jixuan turned and pointed at the two huge Mechanical Dogs automatically following several hundred meters away.
They were not even carrying full loads!
Ling Tong looked at his sweat-soaked collar, then glanced up at the harsh sun. Calmly, she asked, "Will you trick me into guarding the door again next time?"