"Guess."
The moment this familiar voice rang out, Qiong's aura completely deflated.
He had finally arrived!
In such a manner, he had traveled hundreds of miles through the wind disaster and returned to her side.
Qiong gestured to everyone around her not to attack.
"Arian, can you come in? Or do you need my help?"
She asked worriedly.
"No need, I can manage these few steps," Wu Xiaode said.
After the mecha broke down, Wu Xiaode disassembled the special steel pieces and welded them into a box.
It might not serve other purposes, but it could withstand the wind disaster.
Thud, thud, thud, thud—
The metal box hopped and bounced toward the shelter.
As it reached the entrance of the shelter, the metal box suddenly vanished from sight.
A young man appeared before everyone.
"Be careful!"
Qiong couldn't help but shout.
—After all, that was the edge of the shelter, where one could be brushed by a smattering of wind and sand.
