Chapter 532: Who Says the Desert Is Unwelcoming? (Teaser)

“Bang, bang, bang...”

Song You held a piece of baked flatbread in one hand and a rock in the other, striking it forcefully.

The baked flatbread was dry—hard as iron—almost impossible to break apart.

No wonder it was the preferred ration for crossing the desert.

“Bang, bang...”

Lady Calico lay beside him, taking refuge in his shadow, watching in stunned silence.

With each loud strike, her entire body trembled slightly.

After a while, as if unable to bear the sight any longer, she quietly crept out from the shade. Extending a delicate, white paw, she flexed her fingers, revealing a single claw.

She swiped gently at the surface of the baked flatbread.

Her delicate, curved claw was pristine as icy jade. Though it was clearly shorter than the bread’s thickness and had merely skimmed its surface, it effortlessly sliced off a piece.

Silently, she retreated back into the shade.

Lifting her head, she stared at the Daoist.

“...”

The Daoist lowered his gaze, meeting the cat’s unblinking stare. With a sigh, he said, “Lady Calico, this is really unnecessary.”

The cat remained silent, still watching him intently.

She seemed determined to see how he was going to eat that rock-hard flatbread.

“Sigh...” Song You let out a long breath.

The hardest part of the baked flatbread was its outer crust. It was tough as stone. The inside was slightly softer, but still as dry and dense as hardened clay. He broke off a small piece, placed it in his mouth, and slowly softened it with his warmth and saliva.

Shielding his eyes with his hand, he tilted his head up to look at the sky.

The sun seemed determined...

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