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The scorching sun hung high, the endless desert stretched as far as the eye could see, and a boy who looked no more than fifteen years old stumbled helplessly.

The strong sunlight stung his eyes, the hot air scorched his chest, and the moisture in his body was mercilessly lost every second. This was undoubtedly a harsh world.

I'm afraid I've crossed over, such a thought swirled in the young man's mind.

Not long ago, I was still in a school with a pleasant climate, experiencing the humid air and sea breeze, enjoying ice-cold drinks and food, and caring about my studies and the girl next to me. I don't know when, how, or why, and suddenly came to this ruthless sand sea.

Maybe this is a dream, don't all dreams start out of nowhere? The young man thought to himself, but couldn't convince himself at all. This real heat, and the feeling of the dry wind cutting through my face, can't be compared to a realistic dream.

Also, it's not your own body. He was originally a college student and was already at the weak crown age. And now this young man's body is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Although it is still strong by this age, it is far from being able to cope with the harsh environment. In addition, this fair complexion and golden soft hair color are not owned by the original self.

The original owner of this body did not bring any modern equipment. No watch, cell phone, or wallet. He also didn't wear any fabrics with modern fabrics. Instead, he was wearing a loose, well-crafted white robe, like a costumed actor in an opera. The cuffs of the robe were embroidered with a certain pattern or unfamiliar text with silver thread, and there were golden tassels on the corners of the robe, which were dragged all the way to the sand. A belt was tied around his waist, and a package was slung on the right side, which felt a little weighty. The teenager opened the package and found a thick book with a black leather cover. One side of the book was a heavy metal buckle, and the cover was covered with silver wire. Embroidered intricate patterns and mysterious characters similar to the robe's horns, when the boy's hand touched its surface, a chill poured into his palm.

A dagger is inserted on the left side of the belt, with a delicate shape, and the handle is also inlaid with gems, opals, rubies, and emeralds, reflecting gorgeous colors in the scorching desert sun. The blade is soaked with silver at a glance, and it also has the effect of checking poison. This is not an ordinary object at first sight, and its owner is both rich and noble.

It's just that the wealthy master's luck is quite bad, the young man thought, otherwise he would not be possessed by him. As for where his original soul went, no one knows, maybe he crossed the earth and attached to his original body? The boy began to think wildly.

It is a bit regrettable that during the process of crossing, he only seems to occupy this body, and the knowledge of the previous owner of the body cannot be absorbed. So now the young man can be said to have no clue about his own situation. It is not clear where this is and whether it is the earth. Who is the former owner of this body, and why he ran into such a harsh desert, is not clear. What was that strange thick black-bound book for, and didn't know a word in it. The only thing that is certain now is that we must quickly find a populated place, otherwise the young man himself will soon become a dehydrated mummy in the desert.

The young man took a hard step. The sand in this desert is very fine. If you step on it, it will sink deep into your knees. Every step you take requires a lot of effort.

Left, right, left, right.

Although it feels like a long distance has been traveled, in the desert with no reference, it seems to have been walking in the same place for a long time. Layer upon layer of dunes, no trees, no weeds, no paths or footprints. Everything around you seems out of reach, making people feel hopeless.

Left, right, left, right.

The sand entered the boots through the gap, rubbing against the boy's ankles, itching at first, then a burning pain, and finally numbness. The young man kept pushing forward.

Climbing up another tall dune with difficulty, he felt as if he had tripped under his feet, and a stumble fell from the top of the dune. Unfortunately, this side happens to be the leeward side of the dune, and the sand is much finer than the windward side. When he was not careful, the boy took a mouthful of sand, and his throat, which was already dry and unbearable, protested even more violently. The fine sand around him was like flowing water, wrapping his body, and his hands and feet were completely unable to exert any strength. Some sand fell into his nose, and the boy coughed violently, desperately trying to squirt the sand out, but in vain.

At the bottom of the dune, the fine grains of sand constitute a death trap that is completely impossible to escape. The boy fell to the bottom of the dune, sinking his lower body into the sand. He struggled and wiggled his limbs desperately, only to sink deeper and faster.

quicksand! A terrifying thought immediately grabbed the boy.

The sand quickly submerged into his chest, and the suffocating pressure made it hard for him to breathe, so he could only try to raise his head higher and higher. Hope this weak struggle can make the night come to an end even for a second.

I can't die yet. The boy wanted to shout, but the lack of air in his chest made him unable to utter a word. I can't die yet, scenes of the past flashed through his mind. How can you die like this!

When the sand touched his nose and mouth, the boy greedily inhaled the last hot air like a miser who treats gold coins, and then the heavy pressure took away all the light.

After swallowing a living person, the quicksand returned to calm, and there was only a shrill wind whistling in the empty desert. In a radius of hundreds of miles, Liao is uninhabited.

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The subsidence never stopped, just on the verge of confusion. The teenager suddenly felt the soles of his feet loosen, and then it seemed that his entire lower body had been released from the confinement of the sand. Then, the whole body fell heavily to the ground.

A thick layer of sand had accumulated on the ground, so the teenager was not injured. Otherwise, I don't know how to deal with the injury in this desolate place. He struggled to get up from the sand, looking at the place that had saved his life in the dim light.

It looks like a corridor, and the temperature is much cooler than in the desert. The ceiling is unusually high, and the distance to the ground is at least more than three meters. The walls and the top have mysterious characters like rune script, and blue light is playing. Fortunately, with this light, the teenager could barely see the scene in the corridor. In the position of the wall line and ceiling, there are hollow carvings, which are very ancient. The sculptural style is very weird, not characters, nor scenery or buildings, but some weird and twisted creatures. Some are ferocious, some are terrifying, some people feel throbbing from the bottom of their hearts at a glance, and some people feel living anger and hunger. Teenagers have never seen a similar style in the architecture of any civilization on Earth.

This is a bad phenomenon. The young man thought to himself, I am afraid that I have traveled to another world. Although currently judging from the fact that he is still alive, the temperature and atmospheric composition of this world seems to be different from that of the earth, which is still within an acceptable range. And this body "possessed" by himself also looks similar to humans on Earth. But the form of civilization here is completely unknown, and it would be better not to be a civilization that is still in the stage of cannibal headhunting society.

The end of the corridor leads to the deep darkness, but the part behind the boy is buried by the sand, making it impossible to pass. There is a smell of corruption in the air, and perhaps no living creature has come here for many years.

The teenager had no choice but to walk forward while supporting the ancient wall. Surprisingly, the wall felt cold to the touch, like metal.

The hallway is long, but there are no forks. The sound of heavy footsteps was amplified by the empty corridor, and the sweat that had just been trekking in the desert had completely cooled down, and the wet underwear and robes were attached to the body, and there was a chilling feeling when walking.

After turning three consecutive corners, a gate made of the same material as the wall blocked the passage. On the door, there were more and denser and denser mysterious characters glowing blue light than on the wall. At the level of the boy's sight, those characters formed a pair of weird patterns, like drawn bows.

What is this, handle? The boy thought to himself, and suddenly there was an urge to open the door. However, the moment before his hand touched the weird figure, he hesitated again, and looked back like a child who did something bad and was afraid of being caught.

It was the same corridor, the end of which was drowned in the darkness of nothingness, and the surroundings were silent. However, in that boundless darkness, there seemed to be something, hidden very deeply, watching here quietly.

The young man reluctantly suppressed the sudden fear in his heart, turned his head and pushed the door in front of him hard, and the two patterns brightened under the contact of his hands. There was a dull "click", as if some rusty mechanism had been activated, the ancient stone door shaft made a sour friction sound, and the door slowly opened.

An aura of corruption that was thicker than that in the corridor rushed toward the face, accompanied by a darkness that was as thick as substance.

Even the light emitted by the dark blue mysterious symbols in the corridor was blocked by this darkness, as if the prey was afraid of its hunter.

Behind the door was a cramped room whose size could not be seen clearly. A black silhouette slowly rose from the center of the room. Although it seemed to glow, the boy understood that it was darker than the surrounding black. It is slightly humanoid, and seems to be covered with a cape and a robe, but the part of the face is darker and terrifying than the rest. The surroundings were quiet, only the faint sound of breathing and the boy's own heartbeat could be heard. But in his mind, the devilish laughter echoed clearly.

The figure walked towards the boy, looking through him, the boy felt a chill in his soul. He couldn't move his body, his eyes were fixed on the thing. Watching it step through the viscous, substantive darkness, watching him get closer to his immobile body. The human figure finally stood just a few steps away from the boy, and then its outline suddenly became blurred.

An irresistible drowsiness struck, the young man tried to resist, but the scene in front of him gradually became blurred, and his consciousness began to disintegrate. He felt his body falling, hitting the ground, and then piercing through. Falling... falling... eyes closed... asleep... dreaming...