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The sun is rising higher and higher.

The surface of the desert was hot, and the air in the distance was scorched and twisted.

Two middle-aged men, one with a gloomy face and the other with a slightly fat body, slowly walked out of the back of the sand dune, like a drop of water, flowing into the vast desert.

There was a faint trace of soul power in these two people, but at the moment they looked shabby and their clothes were in tatters.

The scorching sun was like thousands of sharp arrows, falling from the sky and shooting down the entire desert.

When Yake and Siwang walked in the sunshine, they felt like fish on a heated iron plate.

In order to avoid being roasted, they could only walk as far as possible in the back of the sand dunes. Even so, after walking for a while, he felt a strong physical exertion.

At the same time, a sense of hunger was faintly conveyed to him.

Yake licked his lips. His lips were so dry that it was difficult to swallow.

Dry mouth.

"Siwang, where is the camp you mentioned and the place where I fell is so far away? How did you find it?" Yake asked with some confusion after the journey was uneventful.

"It's not far away. We'll reach it after climbing over the big sand dune. The camp is behind the sand dune to avoid being burned by the scorching sun. In addition, your trace is found because whenever someone appears in the Land of God's Punishment, there will be a reminder and Guidance, this is why I'm already here when you wake up." Siwang pointed at the rather tall sand dune in front of him, wiping his sweat and panting.

"However, when we get to the camp, Yak, you have to be careful. Don't think that you are a powerful soul king. If you are not careful, you will die." Siwang, as a good friend of Yak, is also a fan of this so-called land of divine punishment. For two whole days, if he didn't tell him these camp rules, someone would die.

"Oh why"

Siwang's face gradually became serious, "The Soul King here is at the bottom, the Soul Emperor, there are many Soul Saint sinners."

"The camp is not big. There are only about thirty people living in it, but there are a full 25 sinners in it. The rest are all staff of the God's Punishment Land. Among them, the managers are the biggest, followed by the law enforcers, scholars, The soul power of the supervisors and even the cooks is not lower than level [-], which is simply terrifying. When you arrive, we should start work."

"You said the start of construction...wait, it can't really be true. After 30 years of mining life, people shouldn't go crazy." Suddenly, Yake said in horror.

"Otherwise, you and we are a group. Without you, we naturally can't start. Only by working can we have food. Otherwise, look at this vast desert, where can we get food for you in less than three days? I'll starve you to death." Siwang sneered and pointed at the endless yellow sand dunes around him.

No need to eat

Suddenly, Yak couldn't help but shudder.

"In other words, you have no choice, right? So, you accept your fate." Yak's expression was a little depressed, his legs and feet went weak, and he simply sat down on the sand.

He looked out at the endless desert, watching the drab yellow spread and eventually be confused with the blue of the sky.

The scorching sun made the air twist wildly.

Yak suddenly felt that the entire desert was like a madman who looked calm but was actually hopeless.Here, sooner or later, he will be melted and driven crazy

"Don't think about it and leave quickly. It's not noon yet. Maybe everyone is here and we can still have lunch. Otherwise, you can just wait and continue to be hungry." Siwang didn't have so many distracting thoughts and stood directly. Yak's side pulled him up.

Perhaps, his thoughts have been smoothed away in just two days.

It's noon, and the sun isn't as hot as it was at noon, but it's still unbearable.

Two figures slowly climbed to the top of a towering sand dune.

They started climbing from the back of the dune, and it was obvious that they wanted to climb over the dune.

Their heads were covered with a layer of clothing, their noses and mouths were tightly covered, but their eyes were largely exposed, as well as chestnut hair on their foreheads.

It was Yake and Siwang.

The top of the sand dune was just a few steps away, and the sunlight shone through, making Yak couldn't help but squint his eyes.

The two continued to trek through the desert under the scorching sun.

Unconsciously, sand dunes began to appear around Zhenyak again.

"What is that?" In his blurry vision, Yake found a huge black shadow entrenched at the foot of the sand dune.

As he got closer, Yak's expression suddenly changed slightly. As the Soul King, he could now see clearly that it was a rather large camp.

"We're finally here. Looking at the smoke, it should still be noon." Siwang glanced at the slowly rising white fireworks and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that everyone is here, they can finally have a meal. In the past two days, apart from water, a total of seven of them have been hungry. Seeing that others have broth and black bread to eat, they can only smell the fragrance and lament. The taste is too abrasive.

Soon, the two climbed over the hill and arrived in front of the camp.

What comes into view are low bungalows, built entirely of white soil and wood, like small bunkers, with doors and windows, glowing with bursts of dazzling white light under the scorching sun.

But what is amazing is that these bungalows are scattered around the camp in a circular shape. As far as the eye can see, there is a huge brazier left in the center of the camp, and at the edge of the camp, wooden fences surround the camp.

Between the bungalow and the brazier, there is a tarpaulin-like roof that creates a corridor-like shady place. There are tables and chairs extending continuously and evenly distributed, vaguely showing a classroom-like layout, and the podium is near the brazier.

"Is this the camp? Why didn't I see anyone?" Yak suddenly discovered an abnormal place. Although the camp was large, rich in layout, and seemed to have a well in the corner, it was not popular.

"Why is there no one? Look, isn't this coming?" Siwang twitched the corner of his mouth and pointed in one direction.

Yak looked quickly, his expression slightly condensed.

Not far from the camp, there seemed to be a cave rising suddenly from the sand dunes.

The entrance of the cave is about five meters high, and there are torches placed near the cave, forming an artificial road.

This also illuminates the environment of the cave, which is visible to the naked eye. There are torches attached to the wall in the cave to prevent it from being too dark and making it difficult to see the way.

At this moment, more than twenty people were slowly walking out, carrying a bamboo basket as high as half a person on their backs. The golden and black stones in the bamboo basket attracted Yak's attention.

Yak looked at the stone.

The stone is oval in shape, standing silently in the bamboo basket. The surface of the boulder shimmers with a slight metallic luster, but it is full of pits and pits, completely insulated from the word "smooth", and there are countless small and dense holes.

The strange thing is that from these sesame-like small potholes, a warm breath is constantly coming out.

"Is this the golden stone?"

Gold granite is a mixed ore composed of iron, gold, ether and other special minerals. Depending on the place of origin, the ingredients and the proportions of the ingredients vary.

He has also seen this kind of stone being auctioned, and the auctioneer initially deduced that these gold and granite stones contain rich soul power, and even a chest-sized gold and granite stone can be made into a special soul power transmission weapon.

It can reduce the soul master's soul power consumption in combat, or it can increase a certain soul skill.

Unfortunately, extracting the essence from the huge and heavy hemp stone requires specific means.