The off-road touring car drove along and drove all the way through the endless desert, with smoke rising from the rear.
"Didi Di-Current speed: 307 km. Master, please note that the vehicle has overspeeded and the vehicle has overseeded! Didi Di-Current speed..."
The spherical wisdom brain "Xiao Bai" floats on Fu Yucheng's shoulder and makes a milky sound, Milky warning.
"I got it! I got a headache because of the quarrel, but I just finished the surgery..." Fu Yucheng rolled his eyes helplessly, reached out to change gears, and turned on autopilot.
He licked his lips, picked up the cup next to him, and took a sip of coffee.
Inferior instant coffee is so sweet and irritating, but he can't help but drink it-he just took two more powerful anti-inflammatory analgesics. Although he feels much better, this medicine is particularly confusing.
If there is another car accident, it is estimated that he and the little ghost around him must be buried in this desert.
Fu Yucheng glanced at the boy in the passenger seat. The other party was looking at the vast and magnificent desert under the setting sun.
Under the extremely blue and pure transparent sky, the layers of sand dunes resemble static waves. In the afterglow of the sunset, a soft golden color rose and stretched until the sky.
The vehicle was moving fast, and the heat wave was wrapped in the dry breath unique to the desert, blowing the boy's hair in a mess, but he didn't care, just staring out the window.
Fu Yucheng couldn't help but secretly laugh. This indifferent and awkward little devil, at this time, was like a little wild cat with furry hair, and it was messy.
He held it for a while, and after all he couldn't hold it, reaching for the boy's head: "Little devil, what's your name? How old are you?"
The boy's body stiffened, and he didn't seem to be used to such physical contact. He tilted his head and tried to shake off his opponent's hand.
"Huh, the hair quality is pretty good." Fu Yucheng wasn't reluctant, and withdrew his hand casually, and added to his heart-this little ghost's hair, soft and fluffy, is almost fatter than the bar owner's mother. The cat is easy to touch.
The boy glared at him, then looked sideways out of the car window.
"I'm fourteen." After a while, he whispered, "My name is... in the laboratory, they all call me No. 29."
Fu Yucheng was stunned, and immediately reacted——This awkward kid is answering his own question.
"No. 29? What a broken name... forget it, when I didn't ask." He was speechless. "I still call you a devil."
"Follow you." The boy stared into the distance, slowly opening his eyes. He couldn't help whispering, "What is that?!"
"What's the matter? Don't make a fuss all day long." Fu Yucheng was startled by him and turned to look out the window.
Not far from the right, under a huge sand dune, a skeleton with a white monster lying on the ground in silence.
The skeleton is seventeen or eight meters long, and has been submerged by the sand for a little half. Several dirty and thin gray-black hyenas are searching back and forth inside, licking a little bit of residual carrion on the ribs.
"Oh, that stuff. That's the skeleton of the mutated monitor lizard. Well, looking at the shape of the lower jaw, it's very common that the red lizard variants in Kashi, Xinjiang, were very common." Fu Yucheng didn't take it seriously.
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The Emperor's Run-Away Lover
FantasyAfter being framed by a close friend, death-row prisoner Fu Yucheng was exiled onto an abandoned earthy planet. One day, he picked up a dying boy in the desert. --At that time, no-one thought that the boy would've become the Emperor Bai that causes...