This oriental man had no sweat all over his body, and his skin was clean and smooth, not like a person who had penetrated deep into the death zone of the Black Desert.

Instead, it's more like having just finished a spa in an air-conditioned room.

Also in the Desert of Death, the person in front of him is simply not in the same style as him.

"Are we really in the same world? This is the worst death zone in the Sahara..." Goethe collapsed.

He was almost thirsty here and his skin was dry and cracked, but the person in front of him was the opposite. Did he explore the Sahara and do skin care every day?

And what is the situation with the water that seems to have just been taken out of the refrigerator? The Sahara adventure also brings a refrigerator with you?

I'm dressing so casually, are you here for vacation?

Of course this man was Bai Ge. Seeing that he was so calm, Goethe couldn't help but ask: "Are you a large army? Have you come to the death zone for inspection?"

Unexpectedly, Bai Ge said, "No, I'm the only one."

"And...I'm lost, too."
Chapter completed!