Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm-Chapter 511 - 348, Primordial Ruins

Primordial World.

Sea of Death Black Sand.

The adaptation training of the Tianfu Craft No.3 Exoskeleton Squad has already lasted for half a day.

This "half day" refers to the time of the Primordial World.

The Primordial World also experiences changes between day and night, but a full cycle lasts about 52 hours, equivalent to more than 2 days on Canglan Star.

By this time, the Primordial World is approaching dusk.

You can see that the sky, originally obscured by sand and presenting a dim yellow hue, has noticeably darkened as if covered by a black curtain.

The seasons of the Black Sand Sea are divided into two: the hot season and the ice season.

As the name suggests, the hot season is a period with relatively high temperatures.

The daytime high temperatures reach an astonishing 150 degrees, causing ordinary creatures to be roasted on the ground, while nighttime lows can hit minus 50 degrees.

The ice season is the complete opposite.

Daytime highs reach over 40 degrees, and nighttime lows drop to a frightening minus 160 degrees or below, resembling an extreme cold ice pit.

Right now, it is the ice season.

At this moment, the temperature has quickly dropped to minus 30 degrees.

A thin layer of white frost appears on the surface of the sand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking around, the Black Sand Sea has actually turned into a White Sand Sea.

"Woo~"

The wind has become more fierce.

Among it is a kind of indescribable extreme cold, as if penetrating deep into the soul.

Gaba Muda glanced at the Exoskeleton Squad, his mouth moved slightly, wanting to say, "The temperature will continue to drop; we should return to Canglan Star."

He thought it would be best for this group of Canglan People not to spend the night in the Black Sand Sea on their first adaptation training.

But this Mysterious Race didn’t have time to say it aloud.

The highest Commander of the Blood Banner Legion, Long Xingyun, issued an order: "Attention everyone, activate armor mode and turn on the heaters."

"Understood!"

Six exoskeletons immediately emitted a series of "ka-ka" sounds.

Numerous alloy plates automatically unfolded, seamlessly fitting together, covering the operators’ bodies thoroughly.

Previously, the exoskeletons had protection, but it only safeguarded critical areas like the chest and joints.

Now the exoskeletons have completely transformed into six sealed iron cans.

Gaba Muda was instantly stupefied.

This Mysterious Race has always been puzzled as to why the Canglan People don’t design their exoskeletons as "full protection" style, which would obviously increase defense.

After all, the exoskeleton’s power is so strong, it’s not like it can’t support it?

Now he understood that the Canglan People had already taken everything into account.

Because anyone who has worn the iron cans knows that its comfort is too poor; it’s stifling, unbreathable, and inside it’s foul-smelling.

The foldable armor is different; when facing danger, the armor pieces unfold, offering stronger protection.

When not needed, the armor pieces can fold up, providing ventilation and comfort.

Long Xingyun turned to Gaba Muda and asked, "The temperature is too low now, and you’re not wearing armor. Do you want to return first?"

Gaba Muda shook his head: "It’s okay, we Iron Fist People have tougher skin and stronger resilience against cold."

Only after speaking.

This Mysterious Race began to regret it a bit.

Because a gust of icy wind whistled over, and he clearly felt his body temperature starting to rapidly decline.

To maintain the dignity of a High Rank Warrior, Gaba Muda exerted great effort to keep his body from trembling.

Long Xingyun shouted again: "Continue patrol!"

"Yes!"

Six exoskeletons began advancing again.

In this short moment, the temperature further plummeted to 35 degrees.

With the warm gold heaters on, the interior temperature of the exoskeletons was maintained at a constant 20 degrees, warm enough to feel like spring.

Gaba Muda carried a Giant Sword and followed behind; every step made his calves slightly tremble.

It’s damn cold!

This Mysterious Race increasingly regretted not wearing that armor dotted with pits and bumps to maintain so-called dignity.

No matter how ugly the armor might look, it would have been better to block some cold than freeze to death, right?

After walking a bit further.

A team member reported: "Report, mechanical spiders have discovered a relatively large band of quicksand ahead."

This location is over five kilometers away from the World Gate, and for safety’s sake, the squad has deployed dozens of mechanical spiders.

These mechanical spiders not only pave the way but also have other functions.

For example—infrared thermal imagers.

This gear can detect infrared emitted by certain monsters, especially useful in cold environments.

Also, for example—ground penetrating radar.

This radar can emit electromagnetic waves to detect the conditions beneath the sand, including the position and thickness of quicksand layers.

With such huge day-night temperature differences in the Black Sand Sea, the sand expands from heat during the day and contracts from cooling at night, naturally leading to quicksand bands.

During previous patrols, mechanical spiders discovered many quicksand bands, though they generally were smaller in range.

And Gaba Muda was becoming numb to the endless flow of new devices from the Canglan People.

Anyway, this Mysterious Race wants whatever they see.

Actually, the Iron Fist Race has Secret Techniques to detect quicksand bands, which involves launching a special Manifested Force onto the sand’s surface to locate the quicksand’s position.

But the problem is—it’s too draining on Manifested Force.

And in the perilous Black Sand Sea, expending some Manifested Force every few steps is practically suicidal if it’s overused.

In contrast, the mechanical spiders are far more practical.

Long Xingyun commanded: "Mark the quicksand band’s location on the Spiritual Vision interface, we’ll bypass it."

The team member’s tone was a bit odd: "I feel like this quicksand band is somewhat unusual."