After dinner, I went home and slept to soothe my overtired nerves. The next day, Zhang Luo's crazy adventure kicked off again.

Compared with the previous icy Antarctic battlefields, the Sahara Desert can be regarded as the other extreme.

"This place is really hot......

The overwhelming yellow sand in front of you turns the entire horizon into earthy yellow. Zhang Luo, who was wearing a desert camouflage vest and trousers, and a headscarf wrapped around his head, dressed like an Arab, raised his right hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.

During this time, daytime temperatures in the desert can even reach fifty degrees. As soon as the dripping beads of sweat fell into the sand, they quickly evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace at all.

As for the temperature of the sand underfoot, it is obviously impossible to have only 50 degrees.

Even when wearing military boots with strong thermal insulation, there is still a faint heat transmission through the boots to the soles of the feet. As long as you put an iron plate on the ground, you can probably fry eggs directly on it!

Due to the high temperature of the ground, the air distortion that is common in the summer heat appeared on the sand in the distance, and the sand dunes seemed to be shaking slightly, directly causing the effect of a "mirage".

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the large black metal box containing SCP-682 slammed into the nearby sand, stirring up dust that obscured the sky. Fortunately, Zhang Luo had an earthy yellow turban around his face, otherwise he would have eaten soil happily.

"Can't you be careful?" He turned his head to look at Frankenstein, who had just come out.

"I can't stay here for long." A girl in a black leotard stepped out of the portal and stared at the twisting desert in the distance.

The location they have arrived at is not within the range of the new Ambrera signal jammer. However, if he continues to move forward, Frankenstein is likely to be affected by strong signal interference.

"So here's the problem...... How do I get this big box over? Zhang Luo knocked on the thick wall of the black box with his right fist.

In order to contain SCP-682, a large and terrifying creature, the SCP Foundation uses chests made of special inert metal with extremely thick walls. Zhang Luo suspects that even if it is directly hit by a nuclear weapon, this box will probably not be completely destroyed.

With the weight of this "container", even if your physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary people, it is completely impossible to make it move even more!

Therefore, if you want to take this box to a distant battlefield, you need to use other methods.

Hearing his question, Frankenstein shook his head: "Don't bring the box with you." ”

"What do you mean......" Zhang Luo heard some kind of astonishing possibility from her words.

"Ride it." Frankenstein said.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Luo was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "You let me ride SCP-682 into the enemy line?" How do I think I was the first to be bitten to death by it? ”

-- To ride a "big lizard," which is super aggressive and hungry, has completely exceeded the scope of death and has reached the realm of suicide. Even Zhang Luo, who often acts as a fancy death, will not easily agree to this kind of request.

"The person who answered can help you." Frankenstein said and turned around and left, disappearing into the invisible portal.

“……”

The scorching sun above his head cast a scorching light, standing in the desert and looking at the large box containing super-dangerous creatures beside him, Zhang Luo couldn't help but feel the urge to curse......

After waiting for about ten minutes, he finally saw a figure riding a camel in the distance.

Since he didn't expect the members of the Strange Tales Research Society to use camels as a lowering mount, Zhang Luo thought it was a passing traveler.

It wasn't until the other party stopped beside him on a camel, jumped off the camel and landed on the sand, waved his hand and said "HELLO", that Zhang Luo finally realized that this person was a member of the Strange Talk Research Association who came to pick him up.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the other party seemed to be able to speak English, Zhang Luo immediately changed to English to communicate.

"My name is Harsing, and it's a pleasure to meet you." The other party replied politely in English.

It was a royal sister with a headscarf on her head and an earthy yellow robe, her complexion was a very healthy bronze, her big and divine black eyes, she looked at Zhang Luo without blinking, and there was a shy smile on her cheeks.

"You're from the Seminar?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I am the head of the research group in this area. Miss Frankenstein has entrusted me to meet you. Hazel nodded.

As she spoke, the woman was already standing in front of the metal box containing SCP-682, standing at the door of the box, trying to hold the handle.

Seeing that the other party was about to open the container where SCP-682 was located, Zhang Luo hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist to stop her crazy behavior: "Wait a minute! ”

Hasher looked back at Zhang Luo, as if he was a little embarrassed to look at his wrist, and then whispered: "Please Mr. Zhang back off, I will tame the beast inside now." ”

"Tame that thing inside...... Are you serious? Zhang Luo pointed to the black box next to him.

The woman in front of her didn't seem to have any special abilities, even if she looked very confident. But can this man really tame the terrifying SCP-682?

- Forget it, let's let her try.

Although he was still skeptical of Hassin'er's words, Zhang Luo knew that those who were qualified to join the Strange Tales Research Society had all kinds of crazy abilities. In the case of not being able to move the box, it is not impossible to let her try.

As if seeing his concern, Hasher turned around and explained, "Please don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I am the god of Egypt, the god of Anubis, who completely tames this beast. ”

"Isn't Anubis the Grim Reaper?"

Zhang Luo asked a little puzzled, but then suddenly thought of something.

- Anubis, the god of the dead in ancient Egypt, is famous for his wolf-headed human appearance. Even today, it is widely used in all kinds of games and stories, and is often referred to as a "glorious title" such as "dog head".

If Anubis himself had learned of his current nickname, he might have been furious. But that's not the point now......

It is true that Anubis is the "god of riding" does not appear in the records, but it is possible from some clues.

In ancient Egyptian mythology, Anubis weighed the heart of the deceased on a scale, and if the deceased was judged to be a sinner, he would feed the deceased to a monster called Amit with a crocodile's head, a lion's upper body, and hippopotamus's hind legs.

If Anubis was simply the god of the dead and the patron saint of the graveyard, then it is impossible to explain why he was able to tame a terrifying monster like Amit. But if he is the god of riding, he has the perfect answer to this question. But......

"The title of the god of riding is so evil." Zhang Luo rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Hearing his words, Hassiner blushed, turned away from him, and said, "I'm going to start." ”

As she spoke, she had already pressed the electronic switch on the metal hatch.

With a heavy rumbling sound, the large box containing the extremely dangerous SCP-682 "Immortal Lizard" began to slowly open.