Chapter 707

In normal times, they could naturally hold on, but heaven knows what they will encounter next.

So now, everyone must restore themselves to a state of full physical strength so they can better deal with what comes next.

The people on night watch were already arranged, and Zhang Tianshi had been in that interval of rest.

This was also a special skill he had mastered.

Because of the previous events, it wasn't just the members of Archaeological Team One.

Many viewers in the live stream also spontaneously helped with the night watch.

In the intervals between playing games or watching shows, they kept an eye on the live stream's movements from time to time.

Several hours passed, and no accidents occurred.

In Archaeological Team One, those on the first half of the night watch were fine, but by the second half, their eyelids began to droop involuntarily.

The viewers who were keeping an eye on the situation quickly noticed this.

【They slept for at least twenty hours before, what is going on?】

【Mr. Zhang said that the fragrance carried by the Forbidden Lady would affect these people.】

【Mr. Zhang said it was for calming the spirit, but now it's almost like hypnosis.】

【This is, after all, in Wang Zanghai's underground palace; perhaps it's also one of the mechanisms.】

【You guys watch Zhang Tianshi; he's so strange.】

【What's strange about it? Is there a problem with staying vigilant?】

【No, it's the frequency; he opens his eyes every ten minutes, then for half a minute, then closes them to rest for five minutes; it's terrifyingly precise.】

Some observant netizens quickly discovered this, and everyone, who was already sleepy, began to discuss this matter.

The uniqueness of the Zhang family sparked another wave of discussion online!

The night passed without incident, and by the next afternoon, Zhang Lin finally woke up.

He glanced at the time; it was already one in the afternoon, and he couldn't help but let out a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, shaking his head helplessly.

Although he had also slept for more than ten hours, compared to the archaeological team members who had inhaled the Forbidden Lady's bone fragrance, it was definitely a drop in the bucket.

Zhang Lin tidied up a bit and then opened the live stream of Archaeological Team One.

Everyone was still in that same place and hadn't moved; although Zhang Tianshi had maintained that rhythm, he hadn't gone to wake them up.

It seemed he was waiting for a suitable time node.

Zhang Lin looked at the time and could roughly understand what they were thinking.

The danger of the undersea tomb was beyond Zhang Tianshi's expectations, so the three of them must have discussed it privately, wanting to synchronize as much as possible with his storytelling time.

Having figured this out, Zhang Lin switched channels directly and came to the live stream of Archaeological Team Two.

At this time, the chat was already becoming dense.

Originally, Archaeological Team Two had been maintaining a normal pace of travel.

They were comparing the map according to the murals in the Prince of Gumo's tomb and were currently on the correct route.

But suddenly, the situation changed.

At this time of day, the sun was at its strongest, yet thick clouds were rolling in across the sky.

It seemed that not only the location where they were, but the entire Taklamakan was shrouded in a layer of shadow.

When the guide, Yuan, saw this scene, his face changed drastically.

He roared at the top of his lungs: "Hurry, find a place to hide, a sandstorm is coming."

As the second-largest mobile desert in the world, encountering a sandstorm in the depths of the Taklamakan was no joke.

Just as Yuan's words left his mouth, the news from the official side arrived along with it.

Meteorological experts basically knew what was going to happen at a glance.

Yang Lusi was frowning tightly at this moment; although everyone was galloping on camels, they ultimately didn't know if there was any place to hide ahead.

Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but curse, then said: "Where are we supposed to hide!"

Yang Lusi said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, charge forward with all your might, following the original direction."

Although Wang Kaixuan's tone was full of complaints, he also understood at this moment that this was the only way.

To put it plainly, it was four words: leave it to fate.

And just as Yang Lusi's voice fell, everyone felt a gust of wild wind blowing past them from behind.

Subconsciously looking back, many people's eyeballs almost popped out in fear.

They had only thought that the kind of overwhelming, astonishing sandstorms they saw in movies were made with special effects.

Now, everyone realized they were wrong, and wrong in a very outrageous way.

It was true that art comes from reality, but the claim that it's somehow "higher than reality" was absolute nonsense.

Just a few hundred meters behind Archaeological Team Two, the space between heaven and earth could no longer be seen clearly.

They had all been swallowed by the surging sandstorm.

The space to the left and right had already been divided into two colors.

At this moment, the people of Archaeological Team Two also realized that no matter how dangerous the tomb was, it probably couldn't compare to the ruthlessness of nature's swallowing.

There was no need for Yang Lusi, as the leader, to urge them; faced with this kind of crisis, anyone would display their survival instincts.

But they were afraid, while the camels were not.

So they could only keep hitting the camels, making them speed up as much as possible.

The camels were trying their best to increase their pace under this urging, but looking at the expression on the camels' faces right now, they were mostly likely cursing.

"Ahead! Over there!"

While everyone was panicking, only this leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect remained absolutely calm.

Yang Lusi knew that running forward wasn't the goal; no matter how fast their speed was, it couldn't compare to the speed of the sandstorm.

Instead, they needed to find a place where they could hide.

At this moment, Yang Lusi discovered a protrusion ahead, with wooden door beams arranged around it; it should be something like an underground warehouse.

The members of Archaeological Team Two immediately looked in the direction Yang Lusi was pointing, and their eyes lit up.

"Holy crap!"

"Leader Yang really has a sharp eye; we're saved."

Hu Bayi caught up at this time and said hurriedly: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!"

With a target, everyone felt more confident; as long as that place ahead could accommodate so many of them, it would be fine.