When Mo Bai first saw this Oasis, he had high hopes for it too. Not only was there river water here, but there were also large trees. If cultivated by them later, these trees could serve as a barrier against sandstorms, making it quite perfect. But currently, all of this was shattered.
Chen Ergou asked gently.
"Uncle Mo, do you think this Oasis is good to live in?"
"Yes! It's really good!"
As soon as Chen Ergou finished speaking, Uncle Mo blurted out his answer. Clearly, he had a strong fondness for this Oasis, filled with desire and expectation. However, while answering, his words carried a hint of anger, anger that all of this was gone.
He continued to speak.
"Ergou, the day I saved you was while searching for a better place..."
"Up until now, this was considered the best spot, but it got buried by a sandstorm."
"Is the sky really going to destroy my people?"
Mo Bai looked helplessly at the sky, speaking and crying at the same time, filled with despair inside.
