With Shelter No. 73 as the center, within a thirty-kilometer radius of the surrounding wasteland region, at this moment, the large desert appeared like stars in the night sky, scattered densely in various sizes around the wasteland. It spread out in a fan shape, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, continuously expanding towards the shelter.
"This is probably what the situation around the shelter looks like now."
"The desert... is moving?"
Looking at the markings on the map, Yang Lie couldn't help but exclaim softly.
Such a scene was beyond his imagination.
The other captains weren't much better off.
Even though they had seen the map Bai Hong provided before, each time they looked at it, they were shocked once again.
After all.
"Even if the wasteland shrinks, where is there such a pattern? This desert, at a glance, seems to be coming straight for our shelter!"
Lang Yun frowned and spoke in a heavy tone.
