The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, thin clouds dissipate, and silver moonlight scatters across the vast desert, undulating like the vast ocean.
Under the cover of night, groups of silhouettes move like tiny black dots, insignificant in the vast expanse. Yet, as involved parties, their emotions fluctuate wildly, with terror overwhelming everything.
When they were surrounded, the exploration team had just unloaded tents and other supplies from the car and hadn't yet caught their breath when several vehicles encircled them.
They were stunned on the spot.
This scene reminded them of the fear dominated by robbers last year.
"I just washed the rice, who the hell is driving like crazy, scattering a potful of sand—"
Some hadn't reacted yet, cursing while holding the pot, only to be dumbfounded when they looked up, their voice naturally stopping abruptly.
