Winder came back to his senses from the practice of protecting his body and strength, and was a little stunned to find that not only had the storm passed without knowing when, but also that night had completely fallen.

The temperature can even be said to be a little "cold", probably around thirteen or fourteen degrees Celsius.

Knowing this, Wende can understand why it is always said that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is large.

Of course, this didn't bother him. Since practicing martial arts, there is an internal force in the body, and the resistance to the outside temperature is much higher, even if the clothes on the body are very thin, Wende only feels that the temperature is cool and pleasant.

In contrast, what bothers him even more is that the moonlight is not good today, and the "moon" of this planet is in a state of new moon according to the cycle. Not much "sunlight" was emitted at all, and the visibility of the desert was also not too high.

Even if you can make a light source out of [Creation], it would be a little irrational to continue in such an environment. The world doesn't know anything about Winder, and God knows what the threat is.

Anyway, he still has plenty of time, so there is no need to take risks. Winder decided to take a break and made a bathtub on the spot.

The baptism of the storm before made him feel itchy all over his body, and he couldn't care about the wilderness, exposing or something.

After taking a good shower, I got some food to fill my stomach. Finally, I was more cautious about sleeping, first I got a lighter wooden shelf, and then I made a single tent on it.

After mastering the breathing technique completely, Wende has been replacing sleep with deep meditation to restore physical and mental exhaustion.

Theoretically, a bed is not necessary, and lying down is not necessary. Standing or sitting, you can meditate deeply.

However, personal habits prevail in these details, and the formal "sleep" will make Wende feel more comfortable.

He got into his sleeping bag, not as exaggerated as sleeping in his kimono, but he also got his autumn clothes and pants for safety. I thought that there would be some unexpected situation that would not be naked X, but it really came in handy.

In the middle of the night, Winder was awakened by some strange noises, and the advantage of meditation was that even deep meditation had a sense of the outside world, so that people would not be touched into the tent without knowing anything.

He heard some squirming sounds, and he didn't want to pay attention to them, but he couldn't stop the sound from finishing, and it was getting closer and closer. Approaching the danger range of fifteen meters, it is impossible for Wende to wake up even if he doesn't want to.

He got up and didn't have much trouble finding the source of the sound. It turned out that there were a few small animals that patronized Wende's tent.

By the bleak moonlight, Wende vaguely looked at the uninvited guests.

It was about half a meter long, with a head like a mongoose, and a body closer to that of a dachshund—a long body with short limbs, and a tail that wasn't long, but its fur was fluffy. It has short hairs on its body, and it has a pale yellow color that is very close to the color of sand.

There were four of them, and when Winder found them, two were crawling on the ground on guard, and the other two had somehow climbed onto the tub and were poking their heads out to drink......

These little things seem to have night vision, and Wende finds them when he finds them, but doesn't feel scared of life. Winde's presence only caused the two on guard to step back a little, while the two on the bathtub remained unchanged.

After staring at these little things for a few seconds, Winder hesitated and took out a bag of dried figs and threw a piece of it.

The dried fig landed not far in front of one, only to frighten it back a few steps in a row, until it found that there was no follow-up. After looking at the dried figs for a long time, he slowly approached, sniffed, tasted a small bite, and then quickly ate them all.

The animal seemed to have a good IQ, and knew very well where the food came from, so after eating, it focused its attention on Winder, and did not rush closer.

Winder found it amused and threw a few more pieces over. As a result, it was not only that one, but several others were all close together. However, eating is in turns, and the four little ones seem to be in a group, alternating between vigilance and eating each time.

After Winder finished feeding the dried figs, he tried to get some meat out of it, and then confirmed that the animals were omnivorous.

Winder quickly fed them a belly, and in the process became familiar with the animals—although they still kept their distance, Winder didn't make any moves, and the guys wouldn't be surprised.

The little animals lingered for a moment after they had eaten their fill, and only after confirming that there was nothing to be gained from Wende's side before turning to leave.

Winder had no intention of tracking them, and although he was a little curious about the animals, it was not time to delve into them. Just being disturbed by these animals, Wende was not sleepy at all.

He packed up his things, and the clothes and tents were still available for the next few days, so he packed them and took them away so as not to waste the source energy.

Bathtubs, wooden planks, etc., it doesn't seem to be a problem to throw them here, so I don't care about them.

He cleaned up for half an hour, closed his eyes and ate for more than an hour, and the sky finally grew brighter. Habitually looking at the table below, the Beijing time is 3:05 in the morning, Wende will locate this stage at 6 o'clock local time for reference, pick up the backpack and go on the road again.

The desert where Wende was located seemed to be quite large, and he walked for more than three hours and still couldn't get out. The scenery hasn't changed much, and the only thing worth mentioning is probably that he unexpectedly reunited with the four small animals before.

Comparing the coat colors through the photos of the fireworks, Wende is sure that they are the previous four. They didn't look scared when they saw Wind, and they followed him for a while, mixing up some food.

Winder thought he had cooked them, but after more than ten minutes of this, the four gadgets suddenly stopped.

Not only did he no longer follow Wende, but he also let out a cry for the first time. It was a screeching sound similar to "squeak", and it seemed to be directed at Winder.

This confused Winder, and he thought about it, guessing that it was beyond the sphere of activity of these animals.

This is not uncommon in the animal kingdom, where the vast majority of animals have a strong sense of territory.

Of course, there is another possibility, which is that if you go any further, you will enter the territory of some "powerful" creature, so these little things dare not move forward.

However, Winder thought that this might not be a big deal, and looked at the spotless scenery around him, and remembered that the small animal in front of him was the only animal and plant he saw......

Winder really didn't think any big creatures could survive in such an environment.

He ignored the warnings of the animals, said goodbye and continued in the established direction.

It didn't take long for Winder to realize that he might have actually won the lottery.

The landscape he saw finally changed, and the yellow desert was dotted with green, cacti-like plants, but smaller and with longer spines.

Winder saw arthropods that resembled crabs, but walked straight; No snakes were found, but I did encounter a lizard-like thing.

In the desert, Wende also saw the footprints left by the cloven-hoofed animal, but he did not see the actual thing, but based on the size of the hoof prints and the distance between the steps, it is speculated that the creature should be much smaller than the camel, only similar to the Mongolian horse.

In addition, Wende also saw a line of car prints on the desert, standard tire marks!

Although it is also a little small, the spacing between the two rows of car prints may only be similar to the electric three-wheeled in Wende's hometown, but it also makes Wende rarely excited.

He even deviated from the intended direction and followed the tire prints for a while, but unfortunately it was not long before he disappeared, and no new traces were found no matter how much he searched.

This made Winder a little frustrated, and the time was approaching twelve o'clock in the local afternoon, and the temperature was rising day by day, which also made him a little uncomfortable.

Deciding to take a break, Wende took out a can of cold Coke and drank it all, and then pondered whether it was better to eat cold noodles or cold skin.

Without making a decision, he first felt that something was wrong, and he was alert and aware of the crisis. Winder didn't have time to think about it and quickly passed forward, and then turned his head to check.

Then I was taken aback!

Hell yes!

Winder could barely believe his eyes!

He actually saw a huge shark in the desert?!

He also fucking pounced on himself with his mouth wide open!