The Ukuru Desert is called the Land of God's Punishment by the locals.

There is a vast land of tens of millions square kilometers here. If the Ukuru Courtyard is isolated from the outside world, then this place is also a relatively closed area within the Ukuru Courtyard.

This isolation does not mean that the people living in this area are ignorant and backward.

On the contrary, they are exposed to military-related jobs, such as fitters, welders, lathe operators, electricians, chemical mixers, magic debuggers, explorers, firepower operators, operators of various mechanical equipment, etc. Even those at the bottom of the society living here often have good industrial skills.

The people here understand the concepts of monsters and gods better than those outside the Great Desert.

The believers of Ukuru have the impression that people living in the Great Gobi Desert are barbaric and cowardly, while the people living in the Great Gobi Desert have the impression that people in other areas of Ukuru are ignorant and stupid.

The Ukuru Desert is somewhat out of tune with other areas in this world of "death". At the same time, compared to Bridges and the high gods, most people living in the Ukuru Desert work for the Naden Group, and their lives depend more on the Naden Group.

A town full of western style, with bunkers, high-explosive weapons test sites, missile silos, empty airports, concentrated heavy vehicles, and bases where military equipment is scattered like garbage in the Ukuru Desert, but there is no city here.

In those uninhabited areas thousands of miles away, there are many town-sized human settlements scattered throughout the desert, with factories and arms storage bases as the center.

This land must have suffered from erosion that was difficult to heal on its own, and there are many volcanoes here. Although most of these volcanoes have now become extinct volcanoes, the climate of the Gobi Desert is still hot and dry all year round.

Xitou Town is one of the countless small towns in the Gobi Desert. The hot wind on the streets blows up dust. At noon, the air is filled with dry heat. Most of the herbaceous plants in the town, except for palm trees and cacti, are decadent with their leaves drooping.

In the town's tavern, people wearing work-style clothing gathered here to drink iced drinks. Among the rough men, there were a few plump and strong women.

The waitresses with good figures leaned lazily by the bar, and only when someone loudly asked for drinks would they shake their plump hips and breasts and chat with some customers they liked.

It has to be said that there is no shortage of women's rights advocates in every world. In clean and livable urban environments, there are also many women who are both beautiful and capable, and men have to look up to them.

But in an environment like the Gobi Desert, women with relatively normal work and life are generally strong and rough, while most of the delicate and attractive women are those who can be had fun with for a little money.

This is not to belittle beautiful girls. Regardless of the natural environment, the girls' exquisiteness is basically inseparable from a lot of time and energy spent on maintenance.

From the overall characteristics of certain aspects of the women here, it is not difficult to see that the intensity and working hours of the masses in the Gobi Desert should be quite high.

Women who are so well off that "earning extra money" is not their main means of survival basically do not have much time and energy to pay attention to improving and portraying their external image.

Of course, having fun is actually a good way to shape your body, but for women who have a normal life and family, the time for having fun is usually limited, because if they have too much, the man at home can't handle it...

"It doesn't matter if those damn Seraphim are on strike. The rain seems to have decreased recently, and we don't know how long this war will last. Damn, they keep clamoring for overtime, but they don't get a raise." Someone in the bar complained.

The courtyard is a dead world. It lacks a regular and stable natural climate. Natural phenomena in some areas require a certain degree of human intervention. It is quite troublesome to manage a courtyard.

"That's right. The church has received more weapon purchase orders recently, but I heard that the purchase payment has been in arrears." The person sitting at the same table agreed.

"What arrears! This is simply aid from the Naden Group to Bridges. Damn it! If the church really loses the war, we'll be working for them for nothing." After hearing what was said here, the people at the other table retorted.

"I've asked around, and the situation is the same in the west. The entire desert is like this now. We have to do what we deserve. It's good enough that we're not forced to fight those vampires."

"I dare to fight, but do they dare to let us go? I heard that the vampires have offered generous surrender conditions. Xiao, for a pilot like you, as long as you drive your mecha to surrender, the subsidy you will receive will probably be enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life."

"Ha, Willy BOY, watch your mouth. If Xiao is censored for what you said, his wife will tear you apart."

"Tsk, if it weren't for the old man at home, I would really like to go out and take a look." The young man named Willy said indifferently. "Boy, stop talking nonsense. Look, don't you like hanging out with Delia? They are all Naden's eyes and ears. If she catches you and reports you, the bonus will be enough for you to sleep in her bed for a month."

A middle-aged man who sat at the same table with Willy glanced at the waitress near the bar and said to Willy.

The bar was noisy with people drinking, chatting, and gambling. The high voices unique to the Great Gobi Desert inevitably made the atmosphere here seem a bit barbaric.

The butterfly spring door of the bar creaked. Mu Hua and his party followed the local customs and wore sweat-absorbent and dirt-resistant workwear. When they walked into the bar, the noisy environment in the bar suddenly became much quieter.

"Tsk~" Although they pretended to be indifferent, many people still secretly observed Mu Hua and his group. Mu Hua clicked his tongue softly with a hint of disgust.

"Fall into sleep." The magic circle expanded and contracted rapidly, accompanied by fluctuations of magic power. With the sound of 'dong, dong', everyone in the bar fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

"Sir, the people in the Great Gobi Desert usually have a limited range of activities, and people are familiar with each other. Especially in a town like this, outsiders can be identified at a glance. It is more difficult to hide your identity here." Charles said behind Mu Hua.

"Well, gangs here will be excluded by some corporate security personnel. Many gangs' businesses in the Gobi Desert are run by them. I am not familiar with this place either." Jacob interjected.

Abigail found a cleaner table, kicked the person lying on the table aside, and sat down casually.

Charlotte went to the bar to look for drinks, while Louis squatted beside a sleeping man, touching him all over, as if he wanted to dissect him and study him. Mu Hua hit him with a nut, and then he went to help Charlotte get drinks.

Sitting at the same table with Abigail, looking through the doors and windows of the bar, perhaps the locals are already used to it, but Mu Hua still felt a little shocked when he saw the endless chariots in the distance.

This is a vast desert and an arms cemetery. Wherever there are human gatherings, there are often areas for storing arms.

There were regularly arranged fighter planes and air ships, neatly parked tanks, large groups of armored vehicles, and mechas placed in clusters, half-kneeling on the ground as if they were waiting to be awarded medals.

Although we know that they are all old second-hand goods, and there are probably some completely scrapped iron lumps among them, but with tens of thousands of them gathered together, the yellow earth-colored land still gives people a shocking feeling as if they are in a military fortress.

Mu Hua and his group arrived at the Great Gobi Desert. The environment here was similar to what they had imagined. For Mu Hua and Abigail, it was basically not difficult to steal some weapons and weapons here.

But they also encountered a very serious problem, which was transportation.

Whether Mu Hua wants to transport some weapons to the Keynes Courtyard, or Abigail wants to dispatch personnel and troops here, both of them are good at space magic and can complete dimensional shifting.

Individual transfer, or even the relocation of a small number of people, is not a problem for the two of them at all.

However, if it involves the long-term transmission of a large number of people and materials, it is necessary to establish a stable space channel, which will inevitably require cumbersome transmission arrays and a large amount of energy consumption.

If two people were asked to build this kind of space channel again and again, Mu Hua and Abigail would not be able to bear it, not to mention that they were transporting "garbage", which was time-consuming and labor-intensive, and somewhat of a loss.

The Great Gobi Desert was originally a warehouse for the Naden Group to smuggle arms. Since it involves bulk smuggling, the transportation link is also of paramount importance. In fact, there is also a quick way to set up a space channel here.

It's just that the teleportation arrays used to build space channels are in the hands of people who specialize in such matters, and Abigail has no connection with the Naden Group. Although Kunna smuggles arms, she has not yet come into contact with the Naden Group's delivery service.

The reason why Mu Hua and his friends went to the tavern in this Gobi town to cause trouble was not to have a sip of the strong liquor here.

They asked around in many places and heard that a 'delivery manager' had been active nearby recently. They came here to find the whereabouts of the delivery manager so that they could get the formation plate that could be used to set up a space channel from him.

Without that thing, even if Mu Hua and his team could sweep the factory bases in the Great Gobi Desert, it would be difficult for them to remove the piles of large items here. (End of this chapter)