Why didn't he make any sound?

Ming was tired.

He had used the random teleportation at least 50 times, and he still hadn't teleported to the African savannah area.

During this period, he had been to a volcanic island where volcanic ash had covered his body, an icy tundra where he was shivering from the cold, and even a snow mountain that had directly caused the frogs to hibernate.

At this moment, he was sitting on top of the Sphinx, a small wooden table propped up in front of him. He sat on the couch, sipping a beverage chilled by ice cubes from the tundra while admiring the solitary pyramids.

He planned to rest for a while and wait for the hibernating frogs to be awakened by the scorching sun.

[Your item in the Doomsday trading hall has been sold, and you have received 3000 gold coins.]

[Your item in the Doomsday trading hall has been sold, and you have received 3000 gold coins.]

[...]

"..."

The sudden notifications made Ming excited.