C161 Doing Something for the Earth

In the early morning, a gentle breeze swept across the desert. Yet, without a blade of grass for protection, the desert was akin to a blazing fireball. Everett soon found himself soaked with sweat after a short phone call. Meanwhile, Bruce was still grappling with his skepticism.

"Wilfred, let's not dwell on the desert. Consider it a miracle. Let's collaborate. I'll provide what you need