168 Psionics Crystal

The sunset fell upon the westernmost sand hill as a red and orange veil of light covered and weakened the bright and striking sunlight. What was left was the warm illumination of the remaining sunlight. As for the temperature in the desert, it finally, gradually lowered to below 45 degrees Celsius.

Feng Luo wore his camouflage uniform that automatically changed its color to match the yellow sand that was the same as the desert background while carrying the Eye of the Thunder. He lay unmoving and hiding behind a sandhill that had a few bushes of sharp weeds growing on it. Beside him, the golden 24K did not need any kind of disguise, as it perfectly assimilated into the desert environment. There was no sign of disruption whatsoever.

At that moment, 24K was crouched under the shadows of a sharp weed, its golden claws firmly holding onto the "rock"—the remaining half that had not yet been munched away, that is—which Feng Luo had spent 6,000 credits to purchase.