There are also such experts in Chen Qinghan's team, only their fate is unknown, and they have to prepare for the worst.
Everyone rested for a night, and set off the next morning, driving back and forth to the coordinates. When we reached outside the capital of Nilo Country, the greenery gradually faded and finally disappeared completely, leaving only a sea of yellow.
There were no tall buildings or bustling traffic; driving on the desert highway felt like heaven and earth had expanded, making people and cars resemble ants. The 'little ants' slowly headed into the depths of the desert.
Fortunately, the place we were headed wasn't a military zone or an important city but just a desolate desert.
Driving in such a place, I completely lost my sense of direction. Even with a map in hand, I couldn't distinguish east from west, north from south.
We set out in the early morning and didn't reach the coordinate point until the sun had set in the afternoon.
