Thinking of this, Lin Yue placed the shield machine into the Storage Space and crafted another automatic device.
He walked to a spot several tens of meters away from the newly built super warehouse for the Divine Horn Race and took out the machine dog.
After setting up the machine dog's program, it began digging downward, while Lin Yue stood by, gazing up at the sky.
It seemed that it had been a long time since he could enjoy such freedom at night without the sweat and blood of Lizardmen staining the ground.
Speaking of it, that fire was truly terrifying.
Recalling the last disaster, it seemed the most severe consequence was not hyperoxia, or drought, nor the so-called insect swarm, or even the sandstorms that barely caught attention.
In fact, looking at it now, the more significant threat was this fire that nearly consumed everything.
The fire wasn't listed among the disasters, yet the disaster nurtured and birthed the fire indeed.
