Looking through the books that Biyao gave, Ye Dun was disappointed.

Books are true. They record the details of the Tiemu Desert, maps, distribution of beasts, oasis sites, all of which are available, but carefully compared with the maps on sheepskin rolls, leaf dust is nothing.

"After more than ten years, the terrain of Tiemu Desert has changed a lot, so it seems that we can only search for information slowly."

With a sigh, Ye Dun gathered up his books and prepared to visit the Inner City Trading Hall.

Entering the inner city, the flow of people inside is much smaller, but among the warriors who come and go, there...