This should be just a short sleep.

In my peaceful sleep for only a few hours, I felt relaxed from the bottom of my heart. Because on this night, unexpectedly there were no ghosts, no brainwashing, no waves, no leeks, and no bad priests who suddenly appeared in my sleep.

But when I woke up, I was already in a wasteland I had never seen before, with dry weeds and messy shrubs under me, and a cluster of stubborn dandelions blooming beside me.

I looked up and saw a warm and active sun rising into the sky.

I suddenly opened my eyes, and the dazzling sunlight made me feel very uncomfortable, so I had to lift one arm to block the annoying light. However, the light from the corner of my eyes caught the left side of the sun, and I could see another smaller sun, emitting a faint and firm light.

We stood up at a loss and looked around. But this place was empty, only endless desolation.

Except for the clothes on my body, the arm armor on my hands, everything else familiar has left me.

There are no pastures, no houses, no familiar towns, and no Mount Mades lying far away.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

…………

In order to find out where I was, I walked east for two hours, walking slowly and firmly along the desolate Gobi Desert, stepping through many weeds that were lying on the ground.

As I walked forward, I slowly understood the necessity of them doing so.

Most of these grass leaves are yellow, but they are green near the root system - this is the manifestation of plants in arid areas. This half-dead way of survival is conducive to these plants storing water, reducing evaporation, and more efficiently using pitiful water vapor.

The long years of crawling on the ground do not mean surrender, but they compete for appropriate compromises in the fight for survival space and opportunities as the rainy season comes.

At this time, from the sense of time, it is only about nine o'clock in the morning. If it is in Ore Town, the coolness of the early morning has not yet dissipated.

However, the temperature on this wasteland has gradually risen to thirty degrees Celsius with the scorching of the two suns. The fog on the distant ground plane gradually declines, expanding into a huge visible distance. This environment will infinitely amplify people's sense of loneliness and also pull the boundary between man and heaven and earth very far.

As the temperature rose, I covered my head with my outer robe to prevent myself from losing consciousness in such sun exposure, and then I insisted on walking for another half an hour.

Of course, this so-called time is just a product of my own feelings. In fact, whether I had walked for ten minutes or ten hours had no other meaning except as a reference for my distance from action.

During my time traveling, the surrounding scenery was all about dry and cracked land, endless sandbars, exposed hills of rocks, and sporadic shadows hovering at the end of the view.

I don't know what those are, but I know that it is not suitable for living.

…………

What happened yesterday?

Why am I in this ghost place?

I remember that last night, due to fatigue, I quickly fell asleep in bed and slept well.

But I also had a vague impression that in the middle of the night there seemed to be a wind blew in the house, followed by the burning sound of Bibi's peeling, and finally, in a sudden noise, everything suddenly returned to silence.

I originally thought it was a strong wind blew outside the house, causing the disrepaired windows of the ranch hut to break, so I didn't care much.

In that confused and semi-confused state, no one can remain rational and awake. Even the sound of the sky and the earth cracking outside will be dissolved invisible in the dream.

However, the sudden silence between half-dream and half-awake made my brain waves fluctuate during my stable sleep, prompting me to turn over unnaturally before continuing to sleep. At that time, I seemed to find that the pillow and quilt were missing...

Did it be that from then on, my dormant warehouse was replaced with weeds, my pillows were replaced with short shrubs, and the quiet and peaceful ore town became this desolate and unknown place?

My patience was gradually exhausted by the distant road, and my sleepiness when I woke up from the dream also turned into calm thinking. Fortunately, my physical strength is blessed by the colonists system, so I don’t need to worry about overdrawing my physical strength. I am absolutely unable to travel along a road that is not a road and have been here to this day.

When I looked back, I found that I didn't even leave any traces on the sandbank behind me...

The system is really amazing...

By the way, colonizer system!

Why did I forget this?

I quickly focused my attention on the gear icons on the edge of my career, calling out the long-lost colonizer system.

“Welcome to the Colonial Silvester in Tainan!”

The enthusiastic prompt sound was heard, and I saw a special prompt message in the system at first sight.

"System prompt: The colonists were detected to be involved in the space-time gap, and the space stability program was started!"

"System prompt: Quantum state stealth transmission of composite systems is being started..."

"Six-dimensional space-time and powerful magnetic field interference, startup failed...retest..."

"System prompt: In order to protect the personal safety of the colonists, the warp engine (Drives) will be started soon. Please grasp the handrail during the super-light speed propulsion, and do not stretch your hands and feet out of the protective cover."

"Set the destination: Parameter scanning..."

"The nearest safe location has been confirmed..."

"System prompt: When you arrive at your destination, please ask the colonists to ensure your personal safety."

I looked at these mindless words and fell into deep thought.

Can anyone explain why I sleep in the middle of the night and get involved in the turbulence of time and space?

It seems that some seemingly high-end techniques are used?

What’s even more strange is that why didn’t these high-end technologies send me to a high-tech world where spacecraft, robot, and holographic images run all over the ground, but to this place where birds don’t poop?

Why not let me take a canoe to float around the sea!

What's the difference between me and the high-tech version of Robinson!

I sat helplessly on the ground, looking at this inexplicable place, and felt full of loss.

After finally building a foundation in Ore Town, I was suddenly thrown into a completely unfamiliar place. I don’t even know if this place is on the same planet as Ore Town.

So how do I go back?

………

After a brief confusion, I stood up again.

In the chaotic thinking, I hoped that this was a prank that Father Carter used dream art to me. I hoped that he could jump out of a crack in a rock and asked me with a smile if I was surprised or not.

But unfortunately, it wasn't.

I calmed myself down for a while and silently clicked off the prompt message from the colonizer system.

This situation seems to be very bad, but it is not unacceptable. What I want to do is not to die in this place in obscurity. On the contrary, I should try my best to survive.

As long as people are still alive, they will definitely have a way!
Chapter completed!