In the desert, Zhang Shouzhong was wearing a sun hat and holding a machine gun in his hand, firing wildly in all directions.
Dense swarms of fire scorpions kept gathering like piranhas smelling blood. Countless fire scorpions were killed as bullets swept across the area, but more fire scorpions appeared.
Fortunately, the fire scorpions did not move very fast, otherwise he would not be able to withstand all of them rushing towards him.
But even so, he still felt powerless. The dry air and the hot temperature made him feel dry in the mouth after just fighting for a while.
If he delays any longer, he will definitely be eaten by the Fire Scorpion.
Suddenly, a ball of fat energy flew from the sky and sank into his abdomen in an instant. Then he saw a giant turtle falling from above and directly smashing countless fire scorpions to death.
"Fatty, are you still alive?" Zhang Ping stood on the turtle shell and waved to Zhang Shouzhong below with a smile.
Zhang Shouzhong breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly climbed onto the turtle shell, but the next moment Zhang Ping took out the storage deed with a sly smile on his face.
"Wait, don't!"
Zhang Shouzhong reacted and tried to go down quickly, but the turtle shell was instantly put into the storage box, his feet were empty and he fell into the sand pile.
"Aping, you are not young anymore, can you be a little more mature?" He simply lay in the sand, used fat energy to make a cigarette, and said with a vicissitudes of life on his face.
Zhang Ping dug out the fire scorpion that was killed by the tortoise shell and said with a smile: "The black tortoise is not very accustomed to this kind of high temperature. There is nothing I can do."
"The black turtle is afraid of high temperatures?" Zhang Shouzhong asked in surprise.
At the same time, he quickly got up from the sand. It was not because he didn't want to continue lying there, but mainly because the sand was too hot.
Zhang Ping answered as he dug up the fire scorpion: "It can't be said that it is afraid, but it is not very adaptable. If it is forced to stay in the desert, it may consume its potential and evolve into some strange talents."
"Wouldn't that be a good opportunity to overcome our weaknesses?" Zhang Shouzhong said.
Zhang Ping used his palm to release heat to roast the scorpion. After taking a bite, he was surprised and said, "It really tastes good. Do you want to try it?"
"Let me have some too." Zhang Shouzhong swallowed and stepped forward decisively to try it.
In fact, the Black Turtle did not kill all the Fire Scorpions, but many of them were scared away, and the Fire Scorpions farther away had not had time to gather together, so they could taste the food here leisurely.
Zhang Ping gave some meat to Zhang Shouzhong, and while eating, he said, "I also hope that the black turtle can overcome its weaknesses. The problem is that the desert environment is not extreme enough. What if the ability it evolves is not good enough? So wouldn't it be better if I take it to the vicinity of the volcano in the future? There is no need to rush."
Another thing is that it never gets dark in the Scorpion Desert, and the sun is still hanging high in the center.
No darkness means no moon.
The Black Turtle's spatial ability requires the consumption of moonlight energy to activate, so the Black Turtle's physical strength and energy cannot be wasted casually and must be used at critical moments.
"By the way, the meat of these scorpions is not poisonous, right?" Zhang Shouzhong reacted at this time, looked at the meat in the bowl, and asked.
Zhang Ping swallowed the scorpion's meat and said indifferently, "I don't know. I have a strange food. Even if I eat something I shouldn't eat, I won't die."