After hearing the statements of the three, Holy Spirit said lightly: "Okay."
The word "good" suddenly popped up in my ear, and then dissipated into an echo, as if I was pulled away from time and space all of a sudden, and my thinking was slack...
When Witt came back to his senses, a gust of wind and sand blew up, and his vision changed from white to yellow to a scene belonging to the Sun Desert. He collected himself, shook his head, and forced himself to concentrate, knowing that the trial of the Holy Spirit had already begun.
Because of the lack of explanation, Witt has no idea where the end point of this trial is and what the Holy Spirit is going to test. After calming down, he also knew that the first step was to think, so he looked around—
This place has endless sand and boundless land, and when the wind blows suddenly, the heat waves are rolling. At a glance, there is nothing to see except for the yellow sand piled up one after another, which seems to be no doubt like an ordinary desert.
Does walking out of the barren desert count as passing the test? With such speculation, Witt decided to try to explore the direction.
Since the four sides looked all the same, he thought and thought, based on the temperature and sunlight, assumed that it was morning, and the direction of the sun should be east, so he started walking towards the east. In fact, he just wanted to take a gamble, relying on his feeling Guess the direction.
No matter which direction you go, the desert is scorching hot at this time, and Witt had to wear a mask and wrap his black robe tightly to prevent his skin from being burned. Under the premise of no goal and uncertain direction, facing the sense of confusion created by the endless yellow sand, I can't help but feel a little flustered... Witt had to observe the environment hard to find a breakthrough, and at the same time keep cheering himself up and keep a fairly fast pace. After walking like this, I walked for a whole day, seeing the sky covered with stars and the moon, the temperature plummeting, and the wind and sand getting bigger and bigger.
After walking for a day, I didn't drink half a drop of water, and I didn't eat half a cent of food. Fortunately, I was in the game world, otherwise I would have collapsed long ago. However, even in this game, there are still fatigue and hunger settings. Even though he has now changed his job to Blood Raven, and his physical fitness has not improved by a little bit, it is still extremely exhausting in this desert... At this time, Witt actually felt the long-lost exhaustion and hunger.
This feeling of discomfort forced Witt to sit down to rest and adjust, preparing to dig out the food in the backpack to satisfy his hunger. At this time, the wind and sand had begun to blow, and it was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that there was a bit of a sandstorm coming. Witt then moved his body, swallowed a piece of hazelnut bread, and slid into the lower part of the sand slope, ready to accept the destructive test of this round of sandstorms. Sure enough, not long after, the entire sky was buried by yellow sand...
The sandstorm hit so violently that it almost completely covered the sight, and buried Witt's body quite quickly. In order not to let himself be completely buried alive by the sand, he had to keep throwing himself on the sand surface, struggling all night... When the wind and sand gradually dissipated, Witt, who was half buried in the sand, was revealed in the morning light. After rolling and struggling on the ground, he took off his mask and spit out a wisp of sand that flowed in, put on the mask again, wrapped the black robe tightly, and continued to set off.
The next day's sunshine looked the same as yesterday's. The flames scorched people, the sun was dazzling, and it gave people a lot of pressure invisibly. There was still no breakthrough during the day, nothing but the yellow sand and scorching sun. The boring day ended and night came. Witt felt more exhausted and hungry than yesterday, but the sandstorm came again not long after he ate, like a regular program.
Under such a harsh environment, it is absolutely impossible to have a good rest. Witt was thrashing around all night, his heart became more and more anxious, and the stalemate situation where he could not find a solution gave him a very bad premonition.
Sure enough, after the sandstorm that night, there was no harvest in the daytime, the sun was still strong, the desert was still boundless, and there was still no harvest anywhere... Before night came, he had already guessed that the sandstorm would come, so he dug in the middle of the sand slope ahead of time. A hole, I am going to stay in it tonight to rest for a while, even if the sandstorm buries me alive, I will save the tiring way of climbing the pit until tomorrow.
The hole will be dug soon. It was still dusk at that time, he swallowed a piece of bread in the nest, drank some ground ice water with excellent thirst-quenching effect, and prepared to lie on his back in the cave to rest for a while, so as to calm down his increasingly anxious mood... Remind yourself that this is just a trial, and difficulties are inevitable. Only by calmly thinking about the intention of the Holy Spirit can you solve this problem.
Calm down, Witt, you must be calm. He leaned against the edge of the inner wall of the sand cave and closed his eyes to rest for a while. Suddenly, he seemed to hear rustling noises other than wind and sand coming from outside...
Gunners are born with a good hearing ability, and this ability has been greatly improved after changing jobs to become Blood Raven. Now, as long as he concentrates, he can hear the sound from a thousand meters away. It is natural to be sensitive to abnormal noise in such a stereotyped and boring environment.
Feeling that the sound should be someone's footsteps, he slowly revealed half of his face and looked out of the cave—