With the first rays of morning sunlight over the wilderness came a wave of heat exceeding thirty degrees Celsius.
The clouds seemed to be pushed aside by an invisible surge of heat, scattering in ragged rows until they vanished from above the group.
"Exhale... inhale..."
Facing the rising sun, Xu Ye sat cross-legged on the roof of the truck and completed his first round of visualization of the Blasphemer's Diagram.
Alice had shouldered most of the God-Slaying Soulbeam last night, so she was still asleep.
I have a feeling the energy inside me is already showing signs of a breakthrough. In a few more days, I should be able to run through the Blasphemer's Diagram twice in one go.
I've been away for several days now. I wonder how things are at Crimson, Xu Ye couldn't help thinking.
He even missed it a little.
He thought of the cold, stubborn Li Yunyao, of Zhu Dalong and Chen Qiansui, who always wanted to drag him to the girls' dormitory, of the taciturn Zhou Ye, and of the carefree Lu Mingwang...
Oh, right. That conceited little princess from the Dawn Tower seemed to have mellowed considerably. Dusha had even whispered to him that the little princess stole glances at him in class every day.
They hadn't spent much time together, but good things always left people longing for them.
At least in this oppressive Wasteland, Crimson had turned out to be a place where Xu Ye could catch his breath.
He took out his phone and checked it. Still no signal.
In truth, there were no signal towers or base stations in the wilderness to begin with. It wasn't a lack of funds; they simply couldn't maintain them.
Heat, cold, torrential rain, fierce winds, Great Fiends, and Wastelanders could all damage the