October was approaching.
The temperature in the wasteland had dropped slightly, and the autumn wind occasionally swept past. The sparse trees and vegetation in the sandy Gobi Desert gradually withered and yellowed, blending into the color of the earth.
RUSTLE!
Amidst the slight rustling, a small lizard burrowed out of the dirt. It cast a distant glance at the Crimson Fire sun hanging high in the sky and the steep mountain peak below it that pierced the ground like a sharp blade.
The corpses of the warlord's soldiers and the Tan family that had once been buried here had quietly disappeared. All that remained were the traces of white bones left behind by scavenging vultures.
The entire area around Nanyun Mountain was exceptionally quiet, seemingly devoid of much life. However, deep inside the mountain, within the experimental base situated beneath the subterranean rock formations...
BUBBLE!
The sound of boiling liquid gradually echoed.
