Fang Zheng felt like he had done nothing in this world except travel everywhere—the ocean, the swamp, Antarctica, and now the desert... Well, considering that if it were not for all those strange Alien Creatures, this did look, on the surface, like a honeymoon trip with Little Angel.
But the desert really was not much fun.
"I'm so bored, Master."
Nymph swung her legs as she sat on Fang Zheng's lap, while Fang Zheng yawned.
"It is boring... Sigh, just bear with it. This isn't Antarctica, after all..."
To be honest, Antarctica at least had penguins and seals to play with, but there was truly nothing in the desert. Although the workers and explorers were all bustling with enthusiasm, Fang Zheng found it utterly dull, and Nymph was bored too. There was nothing worth seeing amid the endless yellow sands, and stepping outside meant getting sand all over one's head and face. Besides, Fang Zheng could not use magic in this world, nor could he summon the Mage Mansion to slack off.
Incidentally, after that, the old man avoided Fang Zheng like a mouse avoiding a cat whenever he saw him. Fang Zheng had no particular thoughts about it. Perhaps to the old man, Fang Zheng's voice had been enough to change his life, but to Fang Zheng himself, he had merely said a few words.
While everyone was idly playing chess, Nymph suddenly raised her head.
"Master, that old gentleman has left the camp."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Fang Zheng perked up.
"Is he alone?"
"No, there is one other person."
"Come on, let's go take a look."
They had nothing better to do anyway. The explorers had spent the entire day directing the workers to excavate some stone statues, which held no interest whatsoever for Fang Zheng. Unless they