The wind and sand were blowing, and six military jeeps drove on the endless wilderness against the yellow sand.

"How long will it take?" Marx asked.

"Captain, it's almost there, if you look at the map, at the current speed, you can reach the destination in about forty minutes." The tiger-headed orc on the side immediately looked at the map and replied.

"Is it going to be that long?" Marx nodded, turning his head to look out the window, the unchanging scenery.

After a heads-up incident, the team members all changed their opinion of Marx greatly, and recognized Marx's captaincy from the bottom of their hearts, especially the tiger head guard, and Caesar had a feeling of not knowing each other, and the relationship with Marx became very familiar.

And six hours have passed since they left the base area, and during this time, they have been driving all the time, only halfway to the nearby outpost, when they are resupplying, they stop for more than ten minutes, get out of the car and walk, and the rest of the time, they have been in the car.

At first, it was okay, and Marx felt that it was still full of novelty, but after a long time, it became a little annoying.

The scenery outside the car has hardly changed, only the sound of the motor running the car, the sound of the wind and sand blowing, the sound of knocking on the window, etc., dull, monotonous and boring.

This very boring feeling makes people feel like years, time passes so slowly, it feels like a long time has passed, but when I look at the time, only a few minutes have passed, and it feels slower than when I was in class before.

However, this feeling of irritability seems to be unique to Marx, who observes the evacuating others with his spare eyes, and they seem to have become accustomed to this kind of long journey.

Some people are closing their eyes and recuperating; Someone is wiping a shiny dagger and stroking a love gun; Some people are holding guns, leaning on the back of chairs, with their eyes closed, not knowing that they are closing their eyes to recuperate, and saying that they are already asleep, and everyone is passing the boring time in his own way.

However, what made Marx a little concerned was that Rollin, a bald man sitting next to him, was holding a book in his hand and was reading it to pass the dreary time.

This made Marx not only frequently sideways, but also really could not evaluate a person by his appearance, Marx thought.

"Perhaps, I should take this book with me in the future...... Marx thought to himself.

"Well, wait? Not quite right. Marx thought about what he suddenly noticed.

How could he vaguely hear a snoring sound, and look at the snoring sound, this snoring sound seems to be made by Rollin?

Marx looked at Rollin carefully, not only the corners of his mouth twitched, these days, does anyone read a book with their eyes closed?

Marx felt like a dog in his heart, his previous attention was on the book, and he didn't notice that Rollin, who was holding the book, had already fallen asleep.

You said that you fell asleep, why are you still holding a book open, you have nothing to do and pretend to be a cultural person, is it interesting, Marx was wandering in his heart.

Thinking to himself, Marx pulled out the book from Rollin's hand, and he planned to read the book to pass the time.

"Huh? Got to the place? Marx's movements were already very gentle, but they still woke up Rollin, who asked a little confused.

"It's not there, it's early, you go back to sleep." Marx said casually.

However, Rollin was too full to sleep, and he stretched out and let out a series of bones grinding against each other.

"Oh, you like this book?" Rollin picked up the kettle again, took a sip of water, saw Marx reading his book, and immediately his eyes lit up, and he asked.

"It's okay." Marx flipped through the book and said casually.

Although I only turned a few pages, I could tell that the book seemed to be a biography of a well-known person.

In his previous life, Marx still liked to read books, and he read all kinds of books in a mess, but compared with the books he read in his previous life, the writing and stories of this book in his hand were really not very good.

Although this book is not very well written, but now, Marx has no other better choice, so just make do with it, and after all, this book can be read.

"What, are you going to give me spoilers?" Marx flipped through the book and asked Rollin.

With Rollin's bad taste, he will definitely spoil the rest of the book to Marx.

"Haha, great, if you like it, then this book will be given to you." Rollin laughed and slapped Marx the shoulder.

The Marx of today is not the Marx of the past.

Now Marx, the combat strength is as much as five points, the physical fitness has doubled, and he will not feel the pain to death like the original one, and he feels as if his shoulder is dislocated, and he can already withstand the slap of Rollin.

"Huh? Give it to me? However, when he heard Rollin's words, Marx was a little surprised, and he stopped turning the pages of the book.

"yes, don't you like this book, I'll give it to you, don't thank me." Rollin laughed.

"No, I'm just looking, and when I get to the destination, I'll pay you back." Marx hurriedly said.

Marx didn't want to take advantage of Rollin, and besides, the book was really not interesting, and when he finished his task and went to a nearby town, Marx planned to go to the bookstore and pick out a copy for himself.

"Don't, don't give it back to me, I've already given it to you!" And when he heard that Marx was going to return the book to him, Rollin's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "If you want to exchange the book for me, I will turn my face with you."

"No, I must pay you back." Looking at Rollin's abnormal appearance, Marx became more and more suspicious.

"Haha, captain, just take the book, that book was given to Brother Luo Lin by Boss Barusi, let him read it finely, study more, don't let him lose it, let everyone supervise him, by the way, what did Boss Barusi say?" The tiger orc on the side, hearing the conversation between Rollin and Marx, couldn't help but laugh, and asked the team member who was driving.

"Read the book carefully, and when you finish reading the book, you will give the book to the destined person, but, Brother Luo Lin, you haven't even finished half of it now, so just give it away, is it really okay?" The driver laughed.

"Long-winded! The things that are sent out are the water that is spilled, you all shut up for me! Rollin said angrily.

And when Marx heard their words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally understood why Rollin was like this.

"What, don't listen to their nonsense, in fact, this book is quite good." Rollin turned to Marx.

"Where's the good?" Marx asked.

"What's the good thing... This one... By the way, this book helps you sleep, and when you can't sleep, just look twice..."Luo Lin touched his bald head a little embarrassed, and the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, a little embarrassed.

"Didi! Didi!! And just when the atmosphere in the car became a little lively, and when it was not dull, the alarm radar suddenly sounded.