In the dead of night, torrential rain poured down.
The raindrops mercilessly battered against the stone walls, gradually flowing from high places, flooding into any low-lying area.
Desert, plains, forests, the foot of mountains...
Numerous shelters were like isolated small boats in a violent ocean, struggling desperately to hold on in this extremely harsh environment.
And within this stone disaster fortress in the desert, Lin Yue placed the nearly half-meter long and wide Platinum Treasure Chest in the center of the room.
He was eager to know what might emerge from it.
However, if it turned out to be something like the Melting Furnace that took up dozens of square meters from the last Golden Treasure Chest, it would indeed be a problem.
After all, it's impossible to go outside and dump this thing now; even without seeing the outside, the sound of the rain suggested that the water had begun to accumulate outside.
