"But that doesn't mean you'll definitely be safe just by hugging the edge of a lava pool," Yang Qiaoxi added. "The rock layers around the edge are extremely fragile. If they bear too much weight, they could collapse... If you fall into the lava pool along with your vehicle, well, even immortals won't be able to save you."
"Not necessarily. It depends on the person's physique," Sun Hang said. "If a PE student fell in, maybe they could still be saved after being pulled out."
"A PE student needs saving? A little iodine tincture would be enough." Yang Qiaoxi was clearly someone who spent plenty of time online, immediately catching the joke in Sun Hang's words.
"But then again, there should be quite a few people in this convoy who can withstand fire, right?" Sun Hang swept his gaze across the other vehicles. "I can sense that some of these people have pretty high meme strength."
"Quite a few," Yang Qiaoxi said. "The lava pools aren't nearly as dangerous as the Death Sandstorm. If an entire convoy got thrown in, I guarantee at least a double-digit number of people could crawl back out."
As the convoy drew closer and closer to Sunfall Ridge, the ambient temperature gradually climbed to an unbearable level—even with the off-road vehicle's air conditioning running at full power, the thermometer inside still read nearly forty degrees Celsius.
"Candle Dragon, can you take off your scarf?" Sun Hang looked at the driver seated beside him.
"Huh? Oh..." Candle Dragon froze for a moment before realizing that Sun Hang intended to use him as a human air conditioner. Keeping one hand on the steering wheel at a time, he took off his hat, scarf, and gloves.
At once, an icy chill spread through the cabin, completely sweeping away