Amidst the billowing sandstorms, Welt crossed his arms in front of his chest, pushing forward with difficulty through the fierce gales.
March 7th and Dan Heng followed closely behind him, their steps equally laborious.
The trio's feet sank deep into the sand, requiring them to wrench each foot out and stomp it down again with every single step, consuming a tremendous amount of stamina.
"Uncle Yang really called it, this place really is a desert!" March 7th shouted against the howling wind:
"How about we just head back to the oasis? This place is definitely not somewhere meant for humans!"
"No, it's not time yet." Welt's glasses were already caked with sand, making it impossible to see ahead.
He took off his glasses, slipped them into his pocket, and turned back to say to Dan Heng and March 7th:
"That cheetah is still chasing us, protect that canister well."
"What on earth is even inside this canister?!" March 7th fished the glass bottle out of her pocket, staring at it with a strange look on her face:
"It looks like some kind of weird, viscous liquid, and there's no label on the bottle body either."
"Oh no, don't take it out, put it back quickly!" Welt wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.
As the glass jar appeared amidst the sandstorm, a roar suddenly echoed from behind the trio.
The leopard's body was lighter than a human's, and its speed remained extremely fast as it galloped through the sandstorm.
"Run!"
Welt trudged forward, and Dan Heng and March 7th hurriedly followed, attempting to pick up the pace and escape the cheetah's pursuit.
Across the boundless sand and dirt, the two parties engaged in a fierce chase of flight and pursuit.
"Give it to me, I want it,