Hathor waited until the sandstorm died down, then gave the three people a few worried instructions and then impatiently opened the passage and left.

Even God would not want to stay in such a harsh environment for long.

After Hathor left, the three men straightened their clothes, shook off most of the sand on their clothes, and then moved forward without stopping in the direction pointed by the other party.

Walking in the desert is a difficult battle against the harsh environment.

The sand under my feet was fine and deep, and each step required a huge amount of effort, as if I was being dragged down by an invisible force.

The scorching sun baked mercilessly, the high temperature made the air scalding hot, and the breathing became rapid and hot.

That Villette took off the intricate and ornate coat and held it in her hands.

The sunlight poured down mercilessly, as if to set the desert on fire.

In such a hot temperature, sweat gradually gathered on Villette's forehead and temples.

The moisture that gathered together was like pearls that had broken off the string, each one crystal clear, rolling down his temples, without any pattern but with a sense of urgency.

The strings of sweat beads, like nimble little snakes, slid lightly across his slender neck.

The neck has beautiful lines, and the sweat makes it even more charming.

The water droplets continued to meander down and then silently sank into the collar, leaving behind some fascinating traces wherever they passed.

Villette narrowed her eyes slightly, as if enduring the unbearable heat, but she still stood upright, without any intention of retreating.

Seno was very experienced in traveling in the desert. He walked in front of the two of them, observing the sand on the road intently. When he came across a suspected quicksand pit, he would bend down and check it carefully to make sure there was no danger before moving on.

Both of them had excellent endurance and physical strength, and they walked for several hours without stopping, but Mark could not do it. Although Kong Su forced Mark to transform into Moonlight Knight to maintain the group's forward speed in order to compete with Villette and Seno, Mark still felt a little tired.

Not only was he tired, but he was also thirsty. Not only was he thirsty, he was also hungry.

The incident happened suddenly, the decision was made too quickly, and they were sent to the center of the desert by Hathor without any preparation. Mark looked at Navilet and Senor who were slowly distancing themselves from him in front of him, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and directly kicked Steven in the backstage.

"What? OH MY GOD! It's so hot!!!"

Mark was able to control his body and take a few steps by gritting his teeth, but Steven couldn't do that as soon as he came up.

"No, no, no, I can't walk anymore, ah, it's so hot, I feel like I'm getting dehydrated!!" The second Steven came up, Mark's white battle suit disappeared. Without the power provided by Kong Su, Steven was more like a dehydrated salted fish. He collapsed on the sand, gasping for breath.

Seno and Navillatte heard Steven's voice and returned to take care of him. Navillatte raised his hand and condensed the precious water elements in the desert to replenish water for several people, which made them feel better.

[Useless! You can't even make it this far! ]

Kong Su stood aside and couldn't help but start making sarcastic remarks to Steven, but Steven didn't want to say anything. He just lay on the sand as if he was about to faint.

All in all, he hadn't eaten for nearly a day and a half. Coupled with the huge consumption of energy and water, he now had difficulty moving at all.

"Yes, is there anything to eat? Anything will do."

Steven looked at Villette and Seno embarrassedly. He knew he was holding back, but his rumbling stomach was hard to ignore.

Seno thought for a moment, then took out a piece of pitch-black cake from somewhere and handed it to Steven.

Seeing the shape of the cake, Villette's eyelashes fluttered.

"Mr. Senuo, is that the coconut charcoal cake that you are holding? I once had the honor of trying this cake, and its special taste has left a deep impression on me to this day."

Seeing Steven taking the cake and chewing it, Seno nodded and continued with what Villette said.

"Yes, it's coconut charcoal cakes. When walking in the desert, the dry food you bring is usually hard and tasteless. Coconut charcoal cakes are filling and easy to store, but they are too dry to swallow. I've eaten a lot of this kind of food, and I can only say that I don't hate it, but I don't like it either."

Thinking of what Villette said just now, Seno took out another coconut charcoal cake and handed it to him: "If Mr. Villette is hungry, I have more here."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Villette waved his hand gently, politely refusing the food offered by Seno. He apologized and explained the reason: "I just prefer food with more water. In fact, I have never eaten this kind of food since I tried coconut charcoal cakes. I think it is just like putting desiccant in a person's stomach."

"Yeah, that's an accurate description."

Seno took his hand back, glanced at the bread he was holding, and suddenly said, "Food shortage is a serious problem when walking in the desert."

"Once there was a traveler who was about to die of hunger in the desert. Then he picked up a magical lamp."

"The magic lamp said to him: I can only grant you one wish, please tell me quickly, I am in a hurry."

"The traveler was very happy to see this, and he quickly replied: I want a wife..."

"The magic lamp immediately conjured up a beautiful woman, and then sneered at the traveler with disdain: You are almost starving to death, yet you still covet beauty! How pathetic!"

"After saying that, the magic lamp disappeared."

"At this time, the traveler just uttered the last word: ...cake."

"It turns out that the wish he made to the magic lamp was for a wife cake to fill his stomach, not a wife."

After saying that, Seno looked at Navrette and Steven expectantly.

(…)

Seeing that Senor was looking at him, Vilet thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Is this also the experience of the traveler in Xumi? It is indeed interesting. However, this magic lamp that makes wishes come true does not seem to be very intelligent, and its maker does not seem to be very patient. After all, a slight mistake can lead to a great difference. The meaning is very different with only one word difference. The Liyue language is indeed profound."

"Perhaps the traveler has just arrived at Xumi from Liyue, and the language has not yet been converted. Otherwise, if he had answered the magic lamp in the Xumi language, this misunderstanding would not have occurred."

Just telling a joke in an attempt to ease the awkward atmosphere, Seno opened his mouth, then closed it silently.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough."

Steven swallowed the biscuit crumbs in his throat with difficulty, looked at the two people in confusion and said, "Ah? So the story about the wife and wife biscuits in the desert traveler and the magic lamp is not a joke but a real event?"

Villette was stunned and looked towards Seno.

Seno met Villette's gaze and did not deny: "It's a joke, yes. The funny part of this joke is..."

After listening to Seno's explanation 2 minutes later, Villette realized that he had been misled by the word traveler in the joke.

He said seriously and apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood the point of the joke."

Just as Seno was about to speak, someone spoke before him:

[I can't blame you. After all, you want a wife even though you're almost starving to death. Well... I can do this.]

Navilette and Senor said in unison.

"Traveler?!"

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