The scorching sun scorched the earth, as if to evaporate the last trace of moisture on the soil.
Unable to stand the poisonous sun, the crouching claw of death hung its head and snorted listlessly.
"Chi -"
Living in the valley province, it obviously can't adapt to the climate of the sunset province.
But after all, it is an organism at the top of the food chain. Its super adaptability to the environment only makes it feel uncomfortable at most, but it is not impossible to persist.
The edge stroke gently patted its head.
"My dear, just go to the oasis."
The distance here is 3