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  After An’an was taken care of, the group continued on their way. It wasn’t until the sunlight was so intense that the beastmen found it hard to see the changes to the desert that they came to a stop.

  “How long more before we arrive at Flame City?” Bai Qingqing asked.

  Alva gave it some thought and then said, based on his intuition, “We’re walking too slowly. It should take at least ten more days.”


  “Ten days……”


  Bai Qingqing stroked An’an’s hot skin and said softly, “Don’t be scared, don’t be scared. We still have half a month to go, there’s still a chance for us to make it.”


  The beastmen ate the jerky happily, burying themselves in the sand to sleep like they did the day before. It was just that they didn’t dare to split up today and stood closer together.

  Curtis could afford to sleep once every few days, so he was left to keep watch. Parker also dug a hole near the beastmen and buried himself inside.

  Bai Qingqing sat in the tent. She had been feeding An’an for very long but didn’t see An’an letting go even after so long.

  Curtis hugged her from the back, helping her to support An’an’s weight. He said in a soft voice, “Is there not enough milk?”


  “En.” Bai Qingqing nodded. “It should be that she hadn’t been eating well for a few consecutive days.”


  Milk was as precious as drinking water to An’an in the desert. There were still ten more days. Could it be that she wouldn’t be able to have her fill for a few days?

  “Sigh. If I knew this, I’d stay at home for two more days and come only after I’ve improved my constitution,” Bai Qingqing said regretfully.

  Curtis took out an animal skin bag from behind him and placed it in front of her.

  “What’s this?” Bai Qingqing asked curiously.

  “Open it up and see.”


  Before he said this, Bai Qingqing had already freed up one hand and poured out the bag’s contents.

  To think that they were a few smooth brown eggs bigger than duck eggs. These were enough for Bai Qingqing to eat for a few meals.

  Bai Qingqing opened her mouth big in surprise, asking, “What eggs are these? Did you find them yesterday?”


  “En, I dug them out from the sand. You can eat them,” Curtis said dotingly, picking up one and handing it to her.

  Bai Qingqing pulled An’an away, took the egg, and said happily, “The sand is so hot. I’ll try cracking it in a bowl.”


  The bag where the kitchen tools were stored was a few meters away. Bai Qingqing wanted to go get it herself. She put out one leg, and her skin came into contact with the sunlight when she immediately felt the scorching temperature.

  It was unbelievable, but she didn’t have the courage to go out despite it being only a few meters away.

  Curtis stroked her heated skin and then got up to walk out, dragging in the entire bag of food.

  The frying pan had the darkest color amongst all the kitchen tools. Bai Qingqing blew at it before placing it on the sand.

  Very soon, the stone pan became scalding under the heat from both the sun and the hot sand.

  Bai Qingqing applied a layer of oil with the rendered fats, then cracked an egg inside.

  The instant the egg landed into the pan, it even gave off a slight sizzle. The sides of the egg seemed like they were starting to harden.

  The desert’s temperature was more exaggerated than what Bai Qingqing imagined.

  Bai Qingqing looked at the egg in the pan and suddenly thought of something. She knocked on Curtis’s hand.

  “Do you think this is the baby of some beastman?” she asked.

  Curtis thought about it and then shook his head with uncertainty.

  Bai Qingqing suddenly didn’t dare to eat it.

  Curtis smiled and said, “Eat it. Even if it’s a beastman’s eggs, they can’t be strong if their children are stolen so easily. There’s no need to worry for there to be trouble.”


  Bai Qingqing was speechless.

  Hey, who was worried about this?

  “The emphasis is that they might be a beastman’s eggs,” Bai Qingqing said.