After hearing the three of them's statements, the Holy Spirit said lightly: "Okay."

The word "good" suddenly popped up in my ears, dissipating into an echo, as if it would suddenly pull myself away from time and space, dissipating my thinking...

When Witt came to his senses, the wind and sand blew up, and his eyes had changed from white to yellow to a scene belonging to the Fiery Sun Desert. He calmed down, shook his head, and forced himself to concentrate, and naturally knew that the trial of the Holy Spirit had begun.

Because of the lack of explanation, where is the end of this trial, what exactly the Holy Spirit will test, Witt knows nothing. After stabilizing his mind, he also knew that the first step was to think, so he looked around.

The place is endless sand and boundless. When the wind suddenly rises, the heat waves roll. At first glance, there is nothing else around except for the yellow sand paving one after another, and it seems to be undoubtedly the ordinary desert.

[Is it possible to pass the trial after walking out of the barren desert?] With such speculation, Witt began to try to explore the direction.

Since all sides looked the same, he thought about it and thought that based on the temperature and sunlight, it was morning light, and the direction of the sun should be east, so he took a step towards the east. In fact, he just wanted to take a gamble and guess the direction based on his feelings.

No matter which direction the desert was in, the sun was scorching. Witt had to wear a mask and wrap her black robe tightly to prevent her skin from being baked. Without a goal and uncertain direction, facing the vastness created by endless yellow sand made her feel a little panicked... Witt had to try hard to observe the environment and seek breakthroughs, while cheering himself up and maintaining a very fast pace. As soon as he walked, he walked all day long. Seeing the sky was covered with stars and the temperature dropped sharply, the wind and sand became heavier and heavier.

After walking for a day, he didn't drink half a drop of water and didn't eat at all. Fortunately, he was in the game world, otherwise he would have been exhausted. However, even in this game, he still had a sense of fatigue and hunger. Even if he has changed his job to Blood Crow, his physical fitness is not a little bit improved, but he is extremely exhausted in this desert... At this time, Witt actually felt the long-lost fatigue and hunger.

This physical discomfort forced Wet to sit down and rest and adjust, ready to turn out the food in our backpack to eat and satisfy our hunger. At this time, the wind and sand had begun to blew up, getting bigger and bigger, as if there was a bit of momentum of sandstorms coming. Witt then moved his body, swallowing a hazelnut bread, and slid into a lower sand slope, ready to accept the raging test of this round of sandstorms. Sure enough, not long after, the entire sky was buried by yellow sand...

The sandstorm was so fierce that it almost completely covered its sight, and at a very fast speed, it buried Witt's body. In order not to bury the sand alive, he had to keep slapping on the sand surface, and struggled for a night after slapping... As the wind and sand gradually dissipated, morning light gradually rose. Witt, who was half buried by the sand, rolled and struggled on the ground, took off his mask and spit out a wisp of sand that flowed in, put on his mask and wrapped his black robe tightly, and continued to set off.

The sunlight on the next day looked no different from yesterday. The flames were roasting people, and the sun was dazzling and shining, which invisibly put a lot of pressure on people. There was still no breakthrough during the day, and there was nothing except the yellow sand and sun. The boring day ended with the night. Witt's feeling of fatigue and hunger at this time was stronger than yesterday. However, the sandstorm came again shortly after he ate, like a regular program.

In such a harsh environment, it is impossible to have a good rest. Witt fluttered all night and became more anxious and unable to find a solution, which made him feel very bad.

Sure enough, the day after the sandstorm that night was not harvested again, the sun was still strong, the desert was still boundless, and there was nowhere to be found... Before the night came, he had already guessed that the sandstorm would definitely come, so he dug a hole in the middle of the sand slope in advance, preparing to stay in tonight for a while. Even if the sandstorm buried himself alive, the tiring way to climb the pit would have to be left until tomorrow.

The pit was dug soon. It was still dusk at that time. He nestled in it and swallowed a piece of bread, drank some ice water with excellent thirst quenching effect, and prepared to lie on his back in the cave to rest for a while, so as to calm down his increasingly anxious mood... He kept reminding himself that this was just a trial and difficulties were inevitable. He had to calmly think about the intention of the Holy Spirit to solve this problem.

[Calm down, Witt, you must be calm.] He leaned against the wall inside the sand cave and closed his eyes for a short while. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a rumble sound outside except for the wind and sand...

The Gunner profession is born with good ears. After changing his position to become a Blood Crow, his ability has been greatly improved. Now, as long as he concentrates his mind, he can hear the noises from thousands of meters away. Naturally, he will be sensitive to abnormal noises in this monotonous and boring environment.

Feeling that this sound should be the footsteps of the visitor, he slowly showed half of his face and looked out the hole—
Chapter completed!