Lu Qi took out the satellite phone from his chest pocket, the battery level showing less than five percent, soon it would forcibly shut down.
But whether it shut down or not was actually not important, because ever since the phone was used to report the situation, it hadn't rung again.
"As long as we're alive, there is still hope, we cannot give up."
"But I feel like I'm going to die soon..."
"You won't die, I will definitely get you out of here." Piao Xue hugged Lu Qi's waist and started walking forward with him.
In the face of the desert, a behemoth, the two small bodies struggled, pressing forward...
Lu Qi was one of Piao Xue's contacts.
Piao Xue had a total of three contacts, but unfortunately, up to now, the other two contacts had already died.
If they hadn't entered the so-called Hell on Earth, the Lamagan Desert, probably she and Lu Qi would have died as well.
