Tomb Exploration: All-round Playing the Cold-Faced God Zhang Qilin

The sandstorm blew through the area, and no trace of anything could be seen in the entire sky.

Some sane people have already taken refuge in a safe place.

They should not underestimate this sandstorm, as they could lose their lives if they are not careful.

"Oh my, Fatty, my mouth is full of sand!"

The fat man lay there sticking out his tongue wildly.

Although they hid behind an earth wall, it was difficult to escape from every corner covered by the sandstorm.

"Fatty, you're so good at spitting sand, you might as well just get down and shut your mouth and hold on tight!"

The sound of the sandstorm was so loud that Wu Chen could only shout loudly to the fat man.

Zhang Yichen squatted beside the earth wall. He seemed to be the same as the wall. His figure was very firm and indifferent.

[Although I have never been to those places or this sandstorm, it feels really dangerous]

[Isn’t this nonsense? Such a big sandstorm even blew away the car and you still say it’s not dangerous]

[Although I am optimistic about the handsome Zhang Yichen, I also hope that these can be safe]

The sandstorm blew for an hour.

When the wind and the sea gradually calmed down, there was no one left in the area.

The screens in the live broadcast room were all black, but there were faint sounds, which prevented the audience from thinking in that direction, but they were still very worried.

Zhang Yichen broke out of the sand directly, and the sand fell on him wantonly.

Seeing that everything was calm now, Zhang Yichen didn't show any expression.

And under the yellow sand beside him, several figures slowly crawled up.

He also took off the cloth wrapped around his face and slowly took a deep breath of the fresh air, as if he had been reborn.

"Are you okay?"

Zhang Yichen said to Wu Chen indifferently.

Wu Chen waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No! Brother Zhang, why don't you ask me if I'm okay? Why are you so concerned about Comrade Wu Chen?"

The fat man was frantically shaking the sand off his body, even taking out what was inside his clothes.

Xie Buran and Huo Xiang'er, who were following them, were also not seriously injured.

It’s just that everyone was covered with sand and they also got rid of the sand like the fat man.

At the scene in the Gobi Desert, many people crawled out one after another.

Some people were spitting sand out of their mouths while cursing.

They had a mouthful of sand and dirt, which made them feel uncomfortable all over.

"Fuck, where's the car!"

A man stood not far away, looking in the direction they came from.

All those cars are gone, not a single one of them is visible.

After hearing what that person said, many people came in the direction they came from.

Sure enough, they also saw that the cars were gone.

[I just came back from those people’s live broadcast room. Damn, it was really exciting just now. The car was directly swept away by the sandstorm tornado.]

[Similarly, I also came back from those live broadcast rooms, and it was like a spiral to heaven, and I was so shocked by what I saw]

[Where did the whistle go? Why are their screens black? The country provides great technology, but it was blown away and the screen is invisible.]

[I just checked again, not only is the screen black, but there is no sound either. Maybe the cameras are broken?]

[Although the country provides powerful technology, equipment is still equipment after all, and it is common for it to break down]

[I told you at the beginning, don’t run back to the car. Look at you, you don’t know where you’ve been blown to now. You don’t even know if you’re dead or alive.]

Zhang Yichen cleaned up the sand and dirt on his body and came to the earth wall.

Looking at the endless Gobi Desert and the direction they came from, he didn't say anything when he saw that the cars were gone.

"Then how do we get back?"

The fat man said beside Wu Chen.

However, Wu Chen seemed very calm. After experiencing the last desert disaster, this was nothing.

"Needless to say, we'll walk back, of course! Or we can have the official production team come pick us up."

Wu Chen said.

The fat man opened his backpack, took out a bottle of water and started drinking. The bottle was soon empty.

Seeing the fat man drinking like that, Wu Chen couldn't help but say.

"Fatty, I tell you not to drink the water so quickly! It's easy to run out of water in this place."

The fat man smiled, patted his backpack and said.

"Guess what's in Fatty's backpack?"

Wu Chen glanced at the fat man’s backpack and he quickly figured it out.

"Fatty, aren't you? Your backpack isn't filled with mineral water, is it?"

"That's right, Fatty, I prepared so much water. Am I being foresighted?"

Wu Chen smiled and nodded.

"really."

......

In the official program team of Gujin, some people who were controlling the screen were very anxious.

Now the live broadcast room of some of the people who participated in the ancient and modern contestants has been in a black screen state, and they have no idea what happened to those people.

There was no response when they forced the live broadcast rooms to open. They gradually concluded that the camera equipment was broken or there was no signal.

But what the National Science and Technology Department provides cannot be so low-level. The signal covers the whole of China.

Even the people from the Research Department were mobilized, but they did not expect this problem to occur.

They firmly believed that it was not a signal problem. The photographic equipment itself was very fragile and would most likely break if a major impact occurred.

......

[Luckily I didn’t participate, otherwise I might have been the one flying]

[Brother, you are really confident. With so many people to choose from, it’s not certain whether you can be selected]

[What are you afraid of? Once you are selected, you will sign a life and death agreement and follow the guys.]

[You said it so lightly, it seems like I know you. If I were you, I would kick you.]

Zhang Yichen returned to their side and walked to that station without saying a word.

"Now that the storm has passed, we need to get on the road quickly."

Wu Chen said to them.

Although the cars were gone, the contestants didn't care at all. They took out their maps and continued walking forward.

"Brothers, the storm has passed, let's move on!"

The top food blogger started interacting with the audience in the live broadcast room again.

Like what just happened, she was also a little scared, but after the sandstorm passed and the sea returned to calm, she also returned to her normal self.

This also attracted praise from the brainless audiences in her live broadcast room.

[Sister Lang is indeed calm, I admire her so much. If it were me, I would be scared too]

[It’s pretty good for a girl to do this]

However, some people also complained.

[You didn’t see how cowardly I was when the storm came]

[She is also the best food blogger. If she doesn’t gain weight even though she eats a lot, she must be faking it.]