The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb! Chapter 366 - 299: Desert3

And the weather in the area changes at the drop of a hat, with sandstorms and lightning striking frequently, like a common occurrence, happening several tis within a day.

So people even disappear while sleeping at night, and the quicksand pits in the area are particularly eerie, they are not fixed, and it’s hard to say where and when they will appear.

When setting up camp in the evening, it’s solid ground, but by midnight, sand pits appear and swallow up the people and tents.

Mike survived purely by luck; he had two teammates who were struck dead by suddenly appearing lightning while walking during the day.

Without clouds and wind, lightning strikes a clear blue sky, science can’t explain it for now, if you must explain, just bla it on the almighty quantum chanics.

What living creature can survive in such an environnt?

I quietly asked Chen Qinghan if he had told the higher-ups about the ’big project’, and that his uncle disappeared because of his involvent in a big project.

Obviously, the big project is in this desert; tourists co and go without noticing, indicating the big project might not be on the surface.

If it’s underground, do the people in Kangaroo Country know?

Chen Qinghan said he had reported truthfully, but the higher-ups did not ntion it to Kangaroo Country, they only said a team of civilian adventurers ca to this desert and discovered the Death Zone, asking friends for help.

Her friend happened to be a field agent from a special departnt, so they organized a rescue team.

That’s right, we ca under the guise of a rescue mission.

Because the relevant departnts in Kangaroo Country are unwilling to send people into this area again, all to save a group of disobedient ’tourists’.

This is an official confidential matter, to be frank, if that team dies, then so be it, the dead can keep secrets instead.

Huaxia sent people over, they have nothing to lose, so they ca.

Everyone works in the confidential departnt, they are very tight-lipped, no need to worry about us leaking secrets.

Moreover, soone probing for them, sharing information, why wouldn’t they be happy?

If we can really help them solve this problem, that would be the best outco.

Chen Qinghan said that Mike volunteered to be our guide, his leader didn’t assign him this task.

It seems that what he experienced in this desert is surely a hurdle in his heart.

He wants to start where he began, and finish there.

We ca exactly for this area, so without hesitation, we drove straight into the Death Zone.

From the outside, it doesn’t look like much, at least nothing visible to the naked eye, but once the car crossed the ’edge’ Mike ntioned, it seed to enter another world.

And from the outside, it looks like an invisible wall, but from the inside, it’s an endless expanse of light, a light screen, curtain, or veil?

In any case, it’s a comically colorful curtain, separating two worlds, and indeed as the data said, once inside, the compass stopped working, it didn’t spin erratically, it simply stopped.

Stilled, just like the data ntioned, the car’s communication equipnt went silent, and walkie-talkies turned mute.

All those things, like they turned to stone, plastic lumps, including the car’s battery.

No wonder Mike suggested we walk in, but Chen Qinghan insisted on driving in, considering the car contained supplies and water, and if we were trapped inside without access to outside resources, then what?

As soon as the car entered, it stalled, but fortunately, the water and equipnt inside followed us in.

Chen Qinghan marked the car’s breakdown location as a supply point, in case we got separated, we could return here to resupply.

I stood at the edge, reached out to try, my hand could pass through, so this thing wasn’t stopping us from going out.

If we turned and walked away imdiately, we could still leave.

"Be careful, once inside, you’ll have the illusion you can exit anyti," Mike suddenly spoke, seeing my action.

"What happens if you walk into the illusionary exit?" I asked.

"You remain still, dying from the sun," Mike replied.

From one illusion, imrsing into another deeper layer of illusion?

"Should we make a mark? To ensure this isn’t an illusion," I asked.

"Any mark you make, everyone knows, they’ll see it in their illusion as well," Mike added.

"How did you find your way out?" I beca suddenly curious, wondering how strong Mike’s willpower must have been to wake up from the illusion and find the real exit.

"A desperate wish for death," Mike said.

His answer surprised a bit, yet it’s understandable, in despair, one might think, anything will do, at least death by illusion is painless, so they step forward.

One step to life, one step to death, only takes a step.