It was a child, looking seven or eight years old, with a yellow face, tattered clothes, very vigilant, and ran away when he saw Chen Qiang turn around.

In the desert in this secret territory, it was not easy to see a figure, Chen Qiang still wanted to inquire about the situation, he would not let the child run away, and he did not hesitate to use the true yuan, and blocked the child's way in a few steps.

The child's eyes were dark and bright, and he didn't speak when Chen Qiang blocked his way, but just looked at Chen Qiang with wary eyes.

"I don't mean anything, I just want to ask you how to get out of this desert?"

Chen Qiang's face was calm, and his tone was as soft as possible to show sincerity.

The little boy remained silent, the guard in his eyes did not relax in the slightest, and a woodcutter full of rust was held tightly in his hand.

"Can you understand me?"

Chen Qiang suddenly thought that this child was most likely born and raised in the secret realm, and his language was not the same as that of the outside world.

The little boy remained the same, neither making a sound nor making any other movements, which made Chen Qiang feel helpless.

"Oh, here you go!"

Chen Qiang thought for a while, took out a steaming steamed bun from the storage bag, a few slices of ham meat, and a pot of water and handed it to the little boy's hand.

Smelling the aroma of food, the little boy shook his throat and licked his chapped lips, his eyes struggled a little, but his hands that clenched the wood knife never let go.

"Let's eat!"

Chen Qiang took out a porcelain plate from the storage bag again, put the steamed buns and ham slices into the porcelain plate, stood next to the porcelain plate, pointed to the food, and made a gesture for the little boy to eat, stepped back more than ten meters, and sat on the sand.

The little boy tried to move towards the food, but when he saw that Chen Qiang was always sitting in place and did not make any other movements, he grabbed the steamed bun and ham and devoured them.

"Thank you!"

After eating the steamed bread and ham, the little boy drank the water from the kettle in one go, burped and thanked him. Although the tone of the voice is a little strange, it is not very different from the lingua franca outside.

Being able to communicate, the inability to communicate that I was worried about at first did not happen, which made Chen Qiang breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"What's that for what?"

The wariness in the little boy's eyes had been removed from most of it, replaced by curiosity.

"Steamed buns, ham, here you go!"

Chen Qiang took out a steamed bun and a few slices of ham again, grabbed them in his hand, and handed them to the little boy.

The little boy hesitated to take the steamed bun and the ham slices, broke the steamed buns in half, the ham slices were divided into two, and handed them back to Chen Qiang, and said: "You eat too!"

"I still have it here!"

Chen Qiang didn't reach out to take it, but took out a steamed bun and a few slices of ham from the storage bag and ate them in front of the little boy.

When the little boy saw the sweetness of Chen Qiang's eating, his throat shook again, but he took the steamed bun and ham into his arms, and was reluctant to continue eating.

"How can you get out of this desert?"

"You can't get out, no one can get out of the penal colony. The little boy said with a gloomy expression.

"What do you mean?" asked Chen Qiang, puzzled.

"This desert is the land of exile, the sinners of various tribes, the defeated tribes, many people will be exiled here, and no one will ever be able to get out. ”

The little boy may have let down his guard, or perhaps he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his words gradually increased.

Listening to the little boy's story, Chen Qiang was silent, if it was really as the little boy said, his hope of going out was extremely slim.

"Shall you go to my house?" the little boy suddenly invited.

"Your family, who else is in your family?"

Chen Qiang asked with a perk-hearted spirit. The boy was too young to know much about the penal colony, and if there were any adults in his family, he could have learned more about the penal colony.

"No, they're all dead!" said the little boy with a gloomy expression.

"This ...... My name is Chen Qiang, what's your name?" Chen Qiang asked, changing the subject.

"Nancy. Nancy's mood is still not high.

......

Chen Qiang followed Nancy and asked some questions, Nancy was still a child after all, and she would not indulge in sadness for too long, and gradually, her emotions recovered.

Nancy's so-called home is actually just a cave, but even so, it makes Chen Qiang's eyes shine.

He had seen nothing before this desert except the rolling yellow sand, but there was a bare black rock here, and there was a somewhat different scenery.

This piece of black rock is not tall, nor is it continuous, but a lump of bare in the desert, the higher one is only a few tens of meters, and the short one may be buried under the yellow sand again next time.

The black rock was hollowed out to form a cavern, a rare shelter in the scorching desert, a home as Nancy would call it.

"Are there a lot of people here?"

Chen Qiang saw a lot of caves, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked.

"It's not much, the last time the black wind came too suddenly, and many people who were looking for the white film outside died. ”

Nancy said. This time, Nancy's mood has not changed in particular, it is obvious that it is common for people to die here, and his relatives should not have died from the 'black wind' last time.

"What's the Black Wind?"

Chen Qiang had been in exile for less than a day, and his knowledge of this place was really limited, and now that he heard two new terms again, he hurriedly asked to avoid encountering unknown dangers.

"A terrible wind, a terrible ......"

Nancy's face was pale, but she emphasized that the black wind was terrifying, as if she had sunk into some terrible memory, but she couldn't say why.

"What is the white film?" Chen Qiang no longer asked about the black evil wind, but asked about the white film.

"That's it!" Nancy took out a handful of white particles from her coat pocket and handed them to Chen Qiang.

This white particle looks very much like a grain of rice, pinched in the hand a little soft, is a very strange stone, Chen Qiang used the system to investigate, only to know what the so-called 'white film' is.

"Ding, white film, a special mineral, can supplement the basic nutritional needs of the human body, is not conducive to digestion and absorption, eat too much, there is a risk of abdominal distension and death!"

"You can't eat too much of this thing!" Chen Qiang said after returning the 'white film' to Nancy.

"I know. ”

Nancy took the 'white film' and carefully put it back in her pocket, for fear of losing one, these 'white film' are the foundation for the survival of those struggling to survive in exile.

The passage of Nancy's 'home' is low and narrow, Chen Qiang needs to bend his waist to enter it, and the space inside is not very large, only twelve or thirteen square meters, and there are no beds, tables, chairs, etc., the so-called bed is just a layer of fine sand on the flat ground slightly higher than the ground.

"No water?"

Chen Qiang walked around the narrow cave, but found no utensils to hold water.