Chapter 1159 The City on which the Sun Never Sets 29
Amidst the thoughts wandering randomly, Lu Shen actually fell asleep.
Midnight.
After being injured, he started to have a high fever after being roughly handled by Fu Anan, which can probably be called a dangerous period during the operation.
Lu Shen's consciousness gradually became chaotic and sinking. A feeling of infinite sinking indicated that the situation was very bad. Strong waking consciousness and physical problems resist each other, and a subtle balance emerges. If you win, you wake up, if you lose, you have to restart.
Lu Shen frowned subconsciously, and his subconscious was resisting fiercely at this moment. Suddenly a bad smell rushed in, the smell was smelly and irritating, as if a needle had pierced him in sleep.
He's awake!
The ointment, which was still smelly after several hours, pulled him back from the brink of death. The flame in the room was still not extinguished, and he looked at Fu An'an in the backlight through the light of the fire, "Fu stinky..."
Really a little lucky star.
Fu Anan, who got up to eat barbecue in the middle of the night, turned his head back, "Lu Shen, can you stop calling me a nickname?"
It's still an insulting word "smelly".
"I'm dizzy and hot."
Fu Anan looked at him when he heard the words, and found that his face was extremely red.
At first, I thought it was reflected by the firelight, but after a closer look, I found that it was his own color.
Reach out and touch it, his forehead is hot.
He also sweated a lot and looked very exhausted.
Seeing this, Fu Anan sighed, got some salt water from the space and fed it to him, and wiped his upper body with the water to cool down.
"I have done what I have to do, you owe me a favor whether you live or die."
You can’t lose money even if you save people.
Fu Anan began to calculate his "inheritance".
In this way, Lu Shen woke up intermittently all night, and the next morning, the fever subsided.
Since the game, people's physical fitness has more or less increased. After a night of fever, Lu Shen recovered visibly with the naked eye.
Game Day 17
On the vast desert
A camel caravan is moving slowly.
People's faces were sallow, and their eyes became numb. Said it was a camel caravan, and there were only two camels left in the whole caravan. They have already thrown away most of the supplies, and the rest are reluctant to throw away, hanging on their bodies in large and small bags.
This is the camel caravan that arrived at the Baimang Gobi earlier.
They walked a long way, there was not much food left, and the water was almost gone. Along the way, they killed the food camel and drank its blood in order to rehydrate.
"Lao Li, I'm going to go for a while, and the next Gobi will arrive. Do you think there is really water there?"
The face of the originally young and energetic companion is now covered in dirt. There are many wrinkles on the face, the beard and hair have all grown out, the lips are chapped, and when they speak, they split and bleed, and they look like they are thirty years older.
"hope so."
The water sources of the three Gobi they passed were all exhausted, and Lao Li had no idea, "The one in front can be regarded as an oasis. If there is no water even there, maybe only Pang Tong has water."
If that's the case...
Lao Li looked at the big sun in the sky. He didn't understand why there was no water everywhere.
Is God punishing them?
(end of this chapter)