Two months later, Xiao Chen finally arrived at the East Desolation.
On the outskirts of the East Desolation, it wasn't terrifyingly bad. The climate was simply harsh, with severe fluctuations between hot and cold, and it was a place rarely tread by humans.
"Hey, what are you doing running off here?" Inside his inner world, Moli's voice rang out, filled with questions.
"Do I need to tell you everything?" Xiao Chen obviously had no intention of answering.
"You..." Moli, angered by his words, said coldly, "Why don't you just kill me? Is there any fun in humiliating me on purpose?"
"I'm not killing you because you still have utility!" Xiao Chen said.
"Let's hear it then, what do you want to use me for?" Moli seemed resigned to her fate, prepared for death at any time, so her mentality gradually improved.
"Back on Earth, you captured so many people. Where did you take them?" Xiao Chen asked.
