In such a sweltering desert world, time was truly hard to endure.
During the day, there was barely a breath of wind. The maddening heat was everywhere; even if one simply sat still, the body's moisture kept evaporating along with torrents of sweat.
While waiting for night to fall, Fireworks of Romance used up the half-bottle of water they had left at the beginning, and most of that half-bottle had gone into Bai Zhi's mouth.
At first, a certain dignified someone had perhaps been a little shy and embarrassed, with a touch of guilty unease. But the further it went, the more natural she became, even getting a little absorbed in it.
Mm... she was saving someone. She was only repaying an old debt of gratitude... Only people with impure thoughts would get the wrong idea!!
Besides, once they got out of the World Tomb, no one would remember any of this anyway...
Several hours of the afternoon slowly passed amid a certain dignified someone's wild thoughts.
As the sky darkened, the temperature in the desert gradually began to cool. When the sun started to set, the previous forty- to fifty-degree heat dropped below ten degrees in barely over ten minutes, and it continued to fall.
Not only that, but wind began to rise in the desert. Yet it carried no coolness at all; instead, wave after wave of icy cold came with it, as if it were going to cut straight into the bones.
Fireworks of Romance had originally wanted to try building a fire, but after searching around and finding nothing to burn, she could only settle for digging a pit in a sheltered spot.
—Other than Players like Bai Zhi, who had a slight collecting habit, no Player would choose to carry those mostly useless, space-consuming things