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Ten days later.
Wolf Fang TV had already hung up the show's banner on the homepage early.
The solitary smoke in the vast desert straightens, the long river sets with a round sun.
In the midst of the whirling yellow sand, there is only a black smudge, not a person, but a shadow.
As the wind and sand pass by, the dunes shift, their lines twisting like serpents.
The words "Wilderness Survivalist" float on the surface as if they were grains of sand about to be scattered by the wind, seemingly ready to disperse with a mere puff.
The desolate scent of the wilderness hits you in the face, captivating the viewer's eyes with just one glance.
The artists at Wolf Fang have some serious skills.
Bi Fang nodded in satisfaction; the production of this cover and the last one were both exceptionally good, reflecting the great effort put into them.
"Quite nice!"
"As long as you're pleased," said Liu Qian with a smile all over her face.