"Humans are powerful borers in the universe." I don't know who said this in history, but now in Yi Shuihan's opinion, this sentence is definitely a classic.

As its name suggests, it is not only wind but soil. Sandstorms are definitely a piece of cake in turmoil. The even more terrifying sandstorms are a big feast. It is like a flood devouring the entire world. When encountering such a storm on the surface, even those special armored warriors in the alliance will not survive.

Two hundred years ago, this planet was not so bad, but in order to plunder resources, Turmoil was unlucky. It was developed and mined at will without any restraint, which caused the current situation of Turmoil. Perhaps the big men of the Environmental Protection Bureau of the Universe were lit by the developer's credit points in a corner. Anyway, this planet was at the edge of the human activity area, and the media would not have come here if it weren't for sensation.

"No matter how harsh the conditions are, there will be humans to survive." It seems that this is also a more famous saying in history, but Yi Shuihan was not in the mood to evaluate the life of human cockroaches. What he faced was the famous "sand sinking storm".

"Mom, which angel sister is joking with me, isn't that predicting that Storm is an idiot? How could she say that today is sunny?" Yi Shuihan almost gritted her teeth and hummed this sentence. The blow of wind and sand is getting stronger and stronger, and a layer of energy cover around him is already in danger.

While observing the storm, Yi Shuihan quickly responded and rushed towards his drilling locomotive. The sandstorm came too quickly. It was unpredictable just now, but now it is almost exhausted by the energy of his protective cover.

I couldn't tell what the sound was. Apart from the roar, the sand vortexes on the ground rushed over one by one. Yi Shuihan glanced at it and never dared to look at it again. Each one was half the size of a city. It was seen from a distance. It was probably as big as a dungeon in the vicinity.

Now, no matter the sky or the earth, only the drilling locomotive is reflected in your eyes.

The distance of 65 meters is only a few seconds, but it is as difficult to cross as if it is natural barriers. The storm is fast, and the sand sinks faster. Yi Shuihan feels that his feet are almost trapped in the sand, and his steps forward are getting heavier and heavier.

"Damn, are you going to die in the sand?" Yi Shuihan's heart tightened, and a gust of wind blew, and several dust blew up on the protective cover. A slight "crackling" sounded, Yi Shuihan's belt shot out electric flowers, and the protective belt was declared scrapped. Then the wind steeply turned, weakening three points, but the force that broke the protective cover and flew forward for more than fifty meters.

There was no way out, and I didn't care about my head buzzing. Yi Shuihan rolled under the drilling machine. After confirming his identity, the door opened halfway, and Yi Shuihan rolled in.

Fortunately, the drilling machine dived quickly and the sand vortex had disappeared before it came.

In the drilling locomotive, Yi Shuihan was in a bad situation at this moment, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. Blood was scattered in the left half of his body and his back. The powerful sand had hit his body. He was not a master hermit, and his body had not undergone perverted gene strengthening. Besides, there was no such strengthening equipment in small places like Feng Saturn. With his tenacious willpower, Yi Shuihan had only had time to knock over the emergency rescue package and injected himself with a dose of a heart-boosting injection. Everything was next but based on God's will.

Perhaps the heaven heard Yi Shuihan's prayer in the dark. The heart-strengthening needle played an absolute role. The wound contracted slightly, and the blood flowing out of the wound gradually decreased. Although it was not out of danger, it was a little better than when I first entered the motorcycle.

In the leisurely manner, Yi Shuihan didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but only felt as if she had heard her mother who had died shortly whisper in her ear. She seemed to encourage herself to live.

After struggling to sit up, Yi Shuihan felt his throat sweet. After coughing a few times, a mouthful of blood foam spurted out. He felt that the blood in his mouth was bleeding, and he seemed to be a little healed. He barely sat up, and the motorcycle was shaking violently. For such a long time, the motorcycle had been performing the responsibility of drilling.

After glanced at the timekeeping chart, Yi Shuihan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would have been in a coma for seven hours and twenty minutes. After looking at the monitoring chart, Yi Shuihan's face was twisted and he had drilled for more than 2,500 kilometers. In desperation, he actually drove the speed to the maximum, and drilled straight up and down. In another ten minutes, he might reach the fault between the mantle and the core.

Usually, 1,500 kilometers underground is the limit of mining, so this kind of master drilling locomotive can dive for 180 kilometers. Yi Shuihan drilled over 1,800 kilometers at the deepest time. That was a feat when he bet with his friends to prove his adventurous spirit.

At this moment, Yi Shuihan started to operate with both hands, trying to stop the motorcycle. Unfortunately, God joked with him. Due to continuous overload work, the motorcycle was no longer in control. The speed was only slightly reduced, and he was no longer controlled and continued to drill downward. Yi Shuihan was so angry that he pounded the console, and was angry and vomited blood. Yi Shuihan could only sit in the chair blankly, waiting for the death to come.

Yi Shuihan is 21 years old this year. He is quite honest and always kind to others. Because he is a child without a father, he followed his mother's surname, but his mother is unwilling to mention the past, so this has always been a heart-wrenching problem of Yi Shuihan, and now he is even more unlikely to know even the situation of his father.

Two months ago, my mother was hit by the eldest son of the dungeon lord of the dungeon where he lived in a traffic accident and died. Although turmeric is called a human slum, it has a population of 130 million distributed in four large dungeons. Even if the mines are exhausted, more than 10 million drilling machines have been collected on the underground surface all year round. The city here is completely family-based management, and anyone with the city lord undoubtedly represents power and wealth.

My mother was hit and died. The city lord and eldest son were not punished at all. He only sent 100,000 credit points to Yi Shuihan hoped to settle this "unnecessary" lawsuit in a very "peaceful" way.

Under the threat, Yi Shuihan also resisted and was later beaten by a group of rogue policemen. In the end, he finally compromised. If you want to survive here, you can only compromise. Yi Shuihan, who felt that he was useless, would waste his credit points on those prostitutes all day long. He worked as a vein-exploring miner for three years, and also accumulated 50,000 credit points because of some discoveries. However, in just two months, his mother's 100,000 "comfort fee" was squandered by Yi Shuihan.

A few days ago, Yi Shuihan was dragged home from the pile of wine bottles by his friend. When he woke up, he realized that he had no credit to squander. His friends were even more poor buddies, so Yi Shuihan had to start his old career again.

Yi Shuihan, who had just woken up from alcohol anesthesia, encountered misfortune again. According to reliable information, there might be a large vein on the surface of the land where he went today that he had not been explored, but before he could check it out, he encountered a harsh sandstorm.

Minutes passed, Yi Shuihan had almost sentenced to his death sentence. He sighed and said to himself: "Hey, mom, although I don't know why my dad abandons you, it's not easy for us to depend on each other for many years. This time, my son can also accompany you. I don't know if it's a blessing or a sadness. Alas!"

Yi Shuihan sighed again, accidentally touching the wound on his body, which was so painful that he couldn't stand it. Only then did he remember that he was just hanging half his life with a heart-strengthening needle. The sand in his body had not been cleared out. Even if he went back, he would need a considerable medical expense. How could he have the money to treat himself now?

The drilling locomotive suddenly vibrated violently. I guess I encountered some hard guy, but this is no longer what Yi Shuihan should consider.
Chapter completed!