A tactical assault vehicle raced across the Gobi Desert, with several drums of fuel tied to the roof. It was practically a sitting duck.
After driving at full speed for two whole hours, Su Xiao finally left the Gobi and entered a plain overgrown with withered grass. If Black Abyss had left him with one overwhelming impression, it was that the environment was harsh. Who knew what bizarre environment would appear the next moment? Ice and snow or torrential rain were still manageable. What was truly troublesome were gravity faults and spatial turbulence. Accidentally entering one of those areas meant losing a layer of skin even if one survived.
Fortunately, Su Xiao's luck was decent. Perhaps he had already used up all his bad luck. He had not encountered any overly harsh environments along the way. After dealing with the previous group of scavengers, he had found that they had no money at all but possessed a large amount of vehicle fuel. Su Xiao even suspected that the scavengers had such a terrible reputation in Black Abyss that no other races were willing to trade with them, making it pointless for them to carry currency.
The scavengers were not simply victims. An hour and a half ago, just as Su Xiao was about to leave the Gobi, over ten thousand tactical assault vehicles had come chasing after him. This was the scavengers' revenge, and their leader had arrived as well. He was a burly man with a head of disheveled blond hair and a metal mask. He had vaguely given Su Xiao a sense of threat.
Perhaps they were reluctant to waste fuel, but the tens of thousands of tactical assault vehicles stopped at the edge of the Gobi. Only after Su Xiao had completely vanished from their sight did