The scorching sun.
There was no place to cool down on the golden wheat field.
Dave's lips were dry and cracked, and his forehead was full of sweat.
Phew--
Phew--
Dave gasped for breath and stopped to sit on the ground.
It had been seven or eight hours.
It had been so long since he opened his eyes and came to this wheat field, but he still had not walked out of this rice field.
What the hell was this place?
Where did such a large wheat field come from?!
There was not even a single person here!
Just as Dave was about to curse, he suddenly saw a shadow in the distance.
Dave narrowed his eyes and looked for a long time.
Finally, he was overjoyed.
Then, he immediately ran forward.
When he ran in front of the shadow, he was suddenly stunned.
How was this a person?