With the speakers on, the melody of "The Mass" rings around Ke Mingde's ears, and he is wearing a pair of sunglasses, which he doesn't think at first, but he can't stand the harsh reflection of the desert just after he drives the car for a short time.

The speed of the car is 60 yards, after all, the sand is not suitable for driving, his car is not desert off-road, and I have no experience in the desert, I dare not drive fast, or safety first.

Rounding another sand dune, Ke Mingde glanced at the odometer and silently calculated, two hours, more than 100 kilometers, but he estimated that the straight-line distance was not more than 80 kilometers, and in order to take a flatter road, a lot of effort was wasted.

"Boom!"

A bang!

Ke Mingde, who was already very tired, slammed on the brakes. On the soft sand, the car turned in a big circle before stopping, leaving a trail.

Ke Mingde got out of the car and checked it, his face was a little ugly, because the left front wheel of the car was deflated. He touched the tire with his hand, and felt only that it was hot.

When the tire is working in a high temperature environment, the tire pressure should be reduced, otherwise it is easy to have a puncture accident. Two hours ago, Ke Mingde was still in Beijing in the middle of winter, but now he is in the desert with a surface temperature of more than 50 degrees, and it is natural that the tires cannot withstand it.

Although he was a little remorseful, Ke Mingde did not panic, and there was a spare tire in the car, which would not delay his journey. However, he did not immediately change the tires, but took out the tools attached to the car and deflated some of the other three tires. Since there was no detection tool, Ke Mingde didn't know how much gas to release, so he could only rely on his feelings.

Feeling the heat in the tires blowing on his hands, Ke Mingde glanced at the list of super printers. It takes 9 energy to print a tire. I have to save up for 20 days to get a tire, and if something goes wrong with the car, should I give up the car and go on foot, or should I print parts to fix it?

After changing the tires, more than half an hour has passed, and the time is displayed at 19:20 on the chronograph tool, but the sun has just begun to set west, and it is estimated that it is three or four o'clock in local time, and Ke Mingde adjusted his watch to four o'clock.

After calibrating the direction according to the compass, I hit the road again, and the melodious music sounded again.

The hour hand on the watch pointed to "7", at this time it was already dark, and the temperature had also dropped.

He stopped the car, switched to low beams, stepped out of the car, twisted his neck and waist, and paced around a few times, only to feel a chill pressing his heart.

The temperature in the desert dropped quickly, and Ko Mingde only had an intuitive idea of this today, he went back to the car, put on his clothes, turned off the lights, and only opened the window.

The moon rose at some point, shining a silver light on the desert. Ke Mingde had no intention of appreciating this rare beauty, because from noon to now, he had driven for more than six hours and walked 300 kilometers, but he did not find a single populated person, an oasis, and his mobile phone and car still could not search for a single radio signal.

There was a gloom in his heart.

From before the crossing to now, Ke Mingde has not rested for more than ten hours, but he has not been sleepy at all.

Summoning the Super Printer's menu, the energy has reached 0.3. He relaxed a little, glanced at the menu, and his mind moved, there was only 0.3 energy left on the menu that could be printed, and another command was given, and only food was left on the menu.

What exactly a super printer is, Ke Mingde still can't figure it out. One day seven years ago, he suddenly found that he had obtained this treasure, it has no body, and Ke Mingde does not know where it came from, where it exists, what it looks like, what it is called, the super printer is Ke Mingde according to its function, because it can print any substance by consuming energy, of course, provided that the printer stores the information of this kind of thing.

When I first got the super printer, there was only something in it that existed in nature. For example, gold, water, and stones, and later he discovered the "scan" function, which consumes very little energy, can obtain information about items, and store them in a super printer, he once scanned a 26-story residential building and consumed only 1 point of energy.

It is worth mentioning that when he got the super printer, Ke Mingde did not get anything similar to the product description, and all the ways to use it were his own thoughts. In addition, the original super printer was all operated by mind, and now the operation interface is also designed by himself according to his habits.

After reading the food list, Ke Mingde printed a hard-boiled egg (no shell) and a large bun of pork vermicelli, all of which were hot and consumed 0.1 energy, with half a bucket of potato chips, a bag of preserved fruits, and water to fill his stomach.

In the desert, Ke Mingde did not have the conditions to wash, put on all the warm clothes, put down the back seat, used the pillow as a pillow, and lay down. There are three cushions in the car, one is a Minion pattern, one is a one-eyed green-skinned monster, and one is a light blue one, which is actually a thin quilt, which is folded and zipped to become a pillow.

As soon as I closed my eyes, the voices of my parents and wife came to mind. I don't say goodbye, what should they do? The property left behind is enough for them to live on, I don't know if there will be a conflict because of this? What will it look like if I go back in a few years? Is the second elder still safe? Is my wife still waiting for me? Forcibly eliminating distracting thoughts, Ke Mingde barely fell asleep.

Ke Mingde was awakened by urine. When he opened his eyes, it was still pitch black outside, and he sat up, only to feel tired, and his shoulders and waist were numb and sore.

Pushing the car door, a cold wind blew, and the whole body was excited, and the drowsiness disappeared.

Pulling a piece of toilet paper, Ke Mingde walked more than ten steps away from the car, unbuttoned his pants, the cold was pressing, and goosebumps stood up. He had dug a sand pit in the ground, and although there were no outsiders or even creatures here but him, it was a little awkward to do such a thing in the open air.

Opening the car door, Ke Mingde quickly got inside, rubbed his hands, and only stayed outside for a short time, he was already shivering from the cold. I printed some hot tofu brain and drank it in my stomach to feel warm. He has no preference for the salty sweetness of tofu brain, and in order to replenish the salt, this time he printed salty tofu brain. In order to save energy, he directly put the tofu brain into the thermos cup, and the tea had been drunk yesterday, leaving only an empty cup.

Starting the car, calibrating the direction, he set off again. It was five o'clock in the morning, fifteen hours had passed since he had crossed, and more than three hundred kilometers from the portal.

All the way south......