System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

Zhang Hao sat on the camel with his eyes closed, looking very relaxed.

The archaeological team's affairs were none of his concern; his mission was simply to get the people to their destination.

Seeing that Zhang Hao was too lazy to say anything, the fat man stopped talking and turned to chat with Wu Tianzhen, Huo Xiuxiu and Xie Xiaohua.

The team set off early, and they were able to adapt to the desert temperature before it rose.

As time passed, the temperature in the desert rose higher and higher, becoming unbearable.

As a result, water consumption increased dramatically, and more than a dozen people were gulping down water, yet they were still unbearably thirsty.

Suddenly, the line became noisy.

Zhang Hao opened his eyes to check the situation and saw that Xiao Weiguang and Li Guangda, the two people in charge of the team's safety, were anxiously checking several camels carrying water.

"Oh no, four of our water bottles are broken. They've all leaked out, and the remaining water won't be enough to get us deeper into the desert."

"Water is the source of life; people will die without it. So what do we do now?"

Everyone panicked when they heard that most of the water had leaked out.

"We've only been gone for half a day. If we go back now, we'll still have enough water."

"But going back and forth would waste another day, and we can't afford to waste time when we're already short on time."

"If we don't retreat, we'll die of thirst if we keep going forward."

……

Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, and their group dismounted from the camels and stood aside listening to the archaeological team's argument.

Two people with wilderness survival experience suggested returning, but the archaeological team disagreed, considering the limited time available.

Neither of them could convince the other, and they argued back and forth for a long time, making Zhang Hao frown.

If we keep wasting time like this, who knows when we'll be able to find the ancient city of Tongjing deep in the desert.

To Zhang Hao's surprise, the guide Dilber had decades of experience in the desert and was sure he could solve such a small problem. So much time had passed and he hadn't said a word. Instead, he just looked up at the sky and stood there motionless, as if he were in a daze.

Suddenly, he dismounted from the camel, knelt down facing the horizon, and repeatedly kowtowed, muttering:

"Hu Da wants to punish us, so he sent down the Black Storm. Why don't you kneel down and beg for Hu Da's forgiveness!"

"The sun is shining brightly now, and there's not a breath of wind, so what storm could there be?"

"That's right, old man Dilber, don't talk nonsense, let's keep going!"

"I'm telling the truth, why won't you believe me!"

No matter what old man Dilber said, Teacher Liu and his students simply didn't believe him and instead urged him to continue on his way.

"Young man Zhang Hao, what do you think?"

Zhang Hao was just watching from the sidelines when he didn't expect Professor Chen to ask for his opinion.

Feng shui, and naturally, feng shui can also be used to interpret the weather.

Zhang Hao looked up at the sky and saw that although the sky was clear, there were stripes of white clouds in the sky.

As the saying goes, the worst thing is when white worms grow below, meaning that when this kind of cloud appears in the sky, it means that the wind is about to pick up.

"The guide is right, the wind is about to pick up, let's find a place to take shelter first."

"Hey, when you joined the team, didn't we agree that Professor Chen would make all the decisions? What opinions are you offering now?"

Zhang Hao glanced at Wang Xing. It was the first time he had ever felt that someone could be so annoying. Not only was she stupid, but she also dragged others down with her.

He shook his head. As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. She will pay the price for her words and deeds.

"Woooooooo..."

Just then, a sudden gust of wind arose out of nowhere in the desert, and yellow sand instantly filled the sky.

The strong wind whipped up sand, forming a wall of sand between heaven and earth, which swept towards Zhang Hao and his group like waves.

The clear blue sky that was just a moment ago instantly turned gloomy.

The sweltering heat suddenly turned cool.

Old man Dilber got up from the ground, mounted the camel, and started driving it to run.

"Quick, let's catch up!"

Zhang Hao shouted, and Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, Huo Xiuxiu, Xie Xiaohua, and Zhang Qilin all jumped onto camels and followed behind old man Dilber.

The archaeological team only realized what had happened after the camels had run far away.

"There really is a storm, hurry and catch up with them!"

Professor Chen shouted and took off running. At that moment, he didn't look like an old man at all. He was very agile and could even keep up with the speed of a camel running in the desert.

Even his younger teacher, Mr. Liu, and his students couldn't keep up with him.

Zhang Hao glanced back and immediately sensed that there was something strange about Professor Chen.

Even the most physically fit elderly man wouldn't have this ability.

Xiao Weiguang and Li Guangda, both retired special forces soldiers, are not much faster than him, an old man in his sixties or seventies.

When Professor Chen saw Zhang Hao turn around, he immediately slowed down.

If he maintains his speed, that's fine, but if he suddenly slows down, what else could it be but a guilty conscience?

Zhang Hao turned around and grinned, realizing he had guessed correctly.

He felt something was off from the start; it was Xiao Weiguang and Li Guangda who broke the kettle.

Although she did it very discreetly, he still noticed it.

Furthermore, few people knew about Gutongjing to begin with, and since it was the territory of the Wang family, why would they allow an archaeological team to explore it?

There must be something strange about this, but we don't know what their purpose is yet.

However, Zhang Hao had a vague feeling that this group of people were probably after him, so he decided to play along and see what was going on.

After running for more than ten minutes behind their guide Dilber, the group finally saw a dilapidated ancient city in the distance.

After entering the ancient city, he found a house and hid inside.

This is a dilapidated house that is half buried in the yellow sand, but the roof is still there, so it is not a problem to take shelter from the storm inside.

"Woooooooo..."

The wind howled outside, and everyone hid inside, waiting for the storm to pass.

"call……"

"what……"

Professor Chen and the others followed Zhang Hao and his group in shortly after they entered, and they all collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Two hours later, the wind was still howling outside, and it was completely dark outside.

"Chu Dong, Huang Huang, go outside and get the dry rations from the camels."

Xiao Xiao, Xiao Li, go and find some firewood around here to start a fire. It gets cold at night, and we won't be able to stay warm without any work to do.

……

Once Professor Chen regained his strength, he arranged for the team to get moving.

Soon a fire was lit in the dilapidated house, and a group of people sat around the fire eating dry rations.

"Fatty, there are girls here, be more polite."

"Ugh, I don't know what's in the sand, it just feels so rough."

As he spoke, the fat man rummaged around under his clothes a couple more times with his hand.

Suddenly he seemed to grab something, picked it up, looked at it, and immediately flung it away.

"Fatty, what was that just now?"