Starting with Crimson

"Boom boom boom!~"

"Waaaaah!~"

On Saha, within a chaotic and colossal sandstorm.

The sound of wind, sand, and pebbles colliding...

It resounded throughout heaven and earth!

A little girl wearing a tattered black and white tight-fitting short skirt, revealing her slender, fair legs, with her light golden hair disheveled and her eyes devoid of any sparkle.

With its cute little head drooping, it moved step by step in this gigantic sandstorm, like a puppet on a string.

Slow...mechanical...

He moved forward without a trace of impatience.

On top of this little guy's head, perched a small rabbit with droopy ears and grayish fur.

The little gray rabbit had ruby-like eyes, with specks of ethereal crimson flame burning within them.

The crimson light emanating from the flames enveloped the man and the rabbit.

Upon closer inspection...

It was none other than Angel, the American seed player, and her little white rabbit, whom they hadn't seen for just a few days.

Oh no... the little white rabbit can't be white at all anymore...

Even though its crimson light can block the gale, gravel, and yellow sand, it cannot completely stop the sandstorm...

The dust that's everywhere...

Unlike when they first entered the competition, they were full of enthusiasm.

Angel no longer has much confidence that she can escape this giant sandstorm.

Three days!

Angel was like a headless fly, rushing around aimlessly in the chaotic, massive sandstorm.

The two suns of Saha.

Sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west.

They would both appear one moment and then both hide the next.

This left Angel completely disoriented, unable to find a fixed route forward.

Even Angel began to have doubts...

It was either because the area covered by the sandstorm was simply too vast, or because she was moving in sync with the direction of the sandstorm.

Or perhaps...

She was basically just going around in circles in the sandstorm...

But whatever the reason, Angel has no intention of continuing to move forward blindly.

Today, the last day, let's struggle one last time.

If she still can't escape the sandstorm today... then she might as well not leave at all....

He simply dug a hole on the spot and buried himself.

Let's just wait for the sandstorm to pass by itself; it's not going to leave anyway.

Forget about the Oasis leaderboard.

Competitions and all that... whatever...

Anyway, Earth doesn't need her. Chinese players can take first place if they want, and second place if they want. Didn't you see that none of the seeded Russian players made the list...?

She wasn't in a hurry anymore...

At most, I'll just get a scolding from President Trump when I get back.

It's better than wasting time and making a fool of yourself in a sandstorm.

This is so annoying!

What kind of lousy Civilization Conquest Tournament is this? They actually made me play hide-and-seek?!

Angel's little black leather shoes had long since been thrown away by her.

The white lace stockings were torn off by Angel at some point.

She is now walking barefoot through the desert.

If Angel hadn't remembered that the entire match was being broadcast live, she would have wanted to tear off her tattered little dress.

It's dirty and in the way!

I was originally planning to dress up beautifully and decisively defeat the other civilized contestants.

Let Old Trump see how powerful she is.

Now look what's happened! He looks like a beggar, his image is completely ruined, and he's utterly ashamed to show his face.

At this moment, Angel wished she could shout at the sky.

It's been three days! Do you know how I've survived these past three days?!

It's simply...

My heart is broken... the wind weeps...

Just as Angel was walking aimlessly through the giant sandstorm with a look of utter despair on her face.

A series of system notifications suddenly rang in her ears.

Angel, in a dazed state, vaguely listened to the system prompts.

He gradually stopped walking, stood still, and blinked blankly.

She began to recall the two keywords in the system notification that had made her extremely sensitive.

map....

map!?

map!!??

Angel's lifeless eyes gradually regained a spark of life.

Her dirty little face wore an expression of disbelief.

Carefully, tremblingly...

The task panel has been opened...

Looking at the newly appeared virtual map option for Saha Star on the task panel.

Angel's heart, which had been calm and still, began to pound rapidly.

With her small hand outstretched, Angel gently and slowly clicked on the virtual map option.

Then, the tiny virtual Saha Star suddenly appeared in front of Angel and Little Gray Rabbit.

Looking at the belated map, Angel and the little rabbit burst into tears.

map!!!

Finally... I can leave this awful place!!!

Lilith of the Abyss Civilization, thank you so much, you're a great savior!

Hahaha....

I'll remember you!

Angel instantly became excited, her whole body brimming with energy, and she was no longer dejected.

Looking at the blood-red dots marked on the map.

Without hesitation, Angel ran straight towards the location of the blood-red light.

Now we finally have something to compare ourselves to...

Hey little alien, don't mess around!

Stand still and be my landmark!

I'll come in person to thank you right now!

Hehehe....

Angel, her eyes filled with joy, showed absolutely no concern about the killing mode.

Yes, but only the joy of finally escaping the sandstorm.

after all....

Hope lies just ahead...

.................

A desolate and empty underground space.

A thin beam of sunlight shone down from the center of the dome directly above the space.

Under this ray of sunlight.

A colossal yet utterly ruined city stands silently.

The city's stone walls have mostly collapsed, and the houses built of sand and soil are in a state of disrepair.

The entire city.

Only a broken shell remained.

Its body was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Perhaps in another ten years or so, this city will be completely buried under the dust.

And in front of the main gate of this city.

A scorpion-bodied human-faced statue, carved from crimson rock and much taller than the city wall, stands majestically.

The scorpion-bodied, human-faced statue raises its two ferocious pincers, roaring to the sky. The expression on its face is lifelike and full of rage.

However, the scorpion's tail on this scorpion-bodied, human-faced statue broke off at some point.

The severed, enormous scorpion tail fell into the city, crushing large areas of buildings.

If you look at the city from a distance, you can see it clearly.

Countless sand scorpions of varying sizes are quietly dormant in every corner of the city.

They look densely packed and countless.

It was as if the sand scorpions had already made this city their nest.