After hearing the confident words of the first leader, the second leader still had a face full of distress and kept shaking his head.
"What else do you want to say?" Leierde asked him impatiently.
The second leader let out a long sigh and said, "Boss, let's not forget, the demon bone knife in Cheng Xiaofan's hand is too powerful."
"Even if we storm into the oasis, I'm afraid he'll go on a killing spree to stop us from fighting over resources inside. By then, we won't be his match!"
Hearing this, Leierde let out a cold laugh and said, "As far as I know, Cheng Xiaofan won't dare to go on a killing spree inside the oasis once we enter."
"In the oasis, the most taboo thing is the smell of blood. Otherwise, those plants with eternal genes will disappear like air!"
"All we need to do is to rush in desperately the moment we see the oasis gate open, and seize the best territory inside."
"Now, our biggest advantage is that we have several times more people than them, plus the infallible spirit of mental victory. Ultimate victory will definitely belong to us hidden clansmen!"
"Yes, ultimate victory will definitely belong to us hidden clansmen!" the disciples of the hidden clans inside the cave shouted in unison.
Their voices seemed to shake the sky.
Zhou Zhizheng heard this and smiled at Cheng Xiaofan, saying, "Heh heh, the people on Leierde's side are quite confident about this trip to the Gobi Desert!"
"I wonder if they've been injected with chicken blood?"
Cheng Xiaofan heard this and chuckled, "I'm afraid their ideals are full, but reality is skinny. In a while, they'll have something to lament about!"
As a descendant of Shennong, he was extremely sensitive to the capricious climate here.
He could sense from the strange air around him with his sense of smell that the food and other supplies brought by Leierde's hidden clans had all gone rotten.
Once this mutated food was eaten, it would surely lead to poisoning.
On this vast Gobi Desert, without food support and under the oppression of the harsh environment, it would be difficult for anyone to survive.
The sun rose higher and higher.
The snow on the desert began to melt rapidly.
In less than half an hour, that dazzling white snow completely disappeared from people's sight.
Immediately, what appeared before everyone was still an endless expanse of yellow sand.
After a while, waves of heat rolled across the entire Gobi Desert. A few special soldiers, who had just run outside the cave to get some fresh air, were forced back by the scorching heat.
"Ugh, you can't stay outside this cave at all!" a special soldier said, wiping sweat from his face and gasping for breath.
Cheng Xiaofan poked his head out and glanced at the sky.
The entire sky was clear and azure, without a trace of clouds.
The sun hung in the sky like a giant fireball, burning.
The initial moisture in the sand was instantly evaporated.
"Heh heh, this environment is quite nice!"
Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but smile. His childhood mischievousness returned, and he said, "It's almost noon. I'll treat everyone to some desert roasted fish!"
Zhou Zhizheng smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, where would we find roasted fish in this desert?"
Cheng Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and said, "You might not believe it, but there's a pond hidden in my backpack."
"As soon as I think about it, fish will jump out of my bag."
"These taste super delicious, and their nutritional value is no less than that of fruits and ginseng!"
As he spoke, he busied himself, moving a stone slab the size of a table from not far outside the cave and placing it flat at the cave entrance.
Then, Cheng Xiaofan gently waved his palm over the surface of the stone slab, and a strong gust of wind swept away the dust and sand accumulated on it.
"Everyone, pay attention! Watch how I make desert roasted fish!"
Cheng Xiaofan raised his hand, took out a bottle of cooking oil from his bag, and poured some onto the stone slab.
In an instant, oil smoke rose from the stone slab, and the cooking oil began to bubble.
Bang!
With a single thought from Cheng Xiaofan, a two-foot-long immortal fish jumped out of his backpack and landed in his hand.
Cheng Xiaofan flipped his hand, and another short knife appeared. He made a light incision in the fish's belly, and its entrails were cleared out with a speed that dazzled the eyes.
With a sizzle, the fish was placed on the stone slab.
He flipped the fish over, and an explosive aroma instantly spread outwards.
When this kind of immortal fish was roasted, no seasoning was needed. It could be eaten directly, and the taste was absolutely delicious.
"Wow, this roasted fish smells so good!" a special soldier sniffed, and drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Cheng Xiaofan divided the fish into several pieces and gave them to the people around him.
He said, "It smells good, and it tastes even better!"
"You guys eat first. There are plenty of these fish. I'll make sure everyone gets enough later!"
Saying that, another live immortal fish jumped out of Cheng Xiaofan's backpack and landed in his hand.
Cheng Xiaofan roasted fish after fish, as if performing magic.
The special soldiers cheered loudly as they ate.
Waves of mouthwatering aromas and cheers, one after another, reached Leierde's cave.
"What kind of fish is this? It smells so good!"
"Strange, where did they get fish in the desert?"
"Could it be that the people from the Martial Arts Affairs Bureau brought it?"
"Impossible. Our beef jerky and bread all go rotten and turn into poison in an instant, so their fish must be rotten too!"
The disciples of the hidden clans immediately started to chatter.
Leierde sniffed. The peculiar aroma drilled directly into his nostrils, causing a violent spasm in his stomach.
This spasm also brought him an unbearable pain.
Immediately, his facial muscles twitched several times.
He swallowed hard and ordered a leader beside him, "Go and see Cheng Xiaofan. Are they roasting fish?"
"I suspect they might be deliberately releasing some fragrance to provoke us, to destroy the tenacious willpower of our hidden clans."
There was no other choice!
And the situation was critical!
Leierde could see that the infallible spirit of mental victory was showing signs of being destroyed under this peculiar aroma.
Just looking at the drool flowing from the mouths of his disciples was enough to tell.
The leader nodded quickly upon hearing his words and said, "Okay, boss. I'll go and see right away!"
He then walked out of the cave.
The glaring and scorching sunlight suddenly covered the leader, almost making him faint on the spot.
He couldn't help but tremble all over.
Only then did he realize that the aroma of the fish seemed to have hollowed him out.
The heatwave enveloped him, and his clothes were instantly soaked with sweat.