The Journey

The scorching sun hung overhead like a fireball, roasting the earth. The air was slightly distorted, and insects hidden somewhere kept chirping nonstop.

Su Xiao walked across a wasteland of grass. The grassland was far from flat, and the tough blades had yellowed, dried tips.

Walking across the grassland in such hot weather was anything but pleasant. The heat caused the moisture on the ground to evaporate, turning the entire grassland into a steamer. It was unbearably stuffy.

Su Xiao was bare-chested. He was not a hulking mass of muscle, but the muscles on his body still gave him an impression of strength.

Sweat trickled down his cheeks. With Su Xiao's Stamina Attribute, he could ignore the scorching sun overhead, but the oppressive heat rising from the ground seeped into his pores, making him rapidly lose water.

"Bubu, stop slacking off. We still have at least five hundred kilometers to go."

Su Xiao looked at Bubu Wang, who was not far behind him. The dog was lying on the grass, his stomach rising and falling nonstop.

Bubu Wang looked up at Su Xiao. His gaze seemed to say, "Master, Bubu can't go on. You go ahead. Carry on my legacy—and don't tell anyone that I died of heatstroke."

It was no wonder Bubu Wang looked like that. The grassland's temperature was at least fifty to sixty degrees Celsius. An ordinary person here would suffer heatstroke within half an hour and become completely dehydrated after about an hour. If someone touched the ground now, they would find it scorching hot. It was a wonder the weeds could survive.

The grassland was already stiflingly hot, and Su Xiao was drenched in sweat. Bubu Wang had it even worse, since he was "wearing" a genuine fur coat.

"Stop playing dead and get moving."