"Ah! Ah, ah ah..." The shouting, as if asking for no money, sounded in a two-meter-long diagonal passage. The echoing back and forth kept stirring in people's ears. It's just killing people!
It was dark all around, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. But the sound was hysterical and scary. Fortunately, there were no flowers and plants here, otherwise I would have been so scared that I would not grow taller!
After shouting for ten minutes or more, or even shorter, no one could tell how long it took in the darkness, the voice finally stopped shouting due to hoarseness and exhaustion. No one could stand to keep shouting like this.
The owner of this voice is none other than Feng Zhan, who had fallen against the wall before. The little flying dragon Jörmungadsen in his arms had already covered his head and ears. He was really such a "mother". She barked to make her feel that it was too embarrassing for her "mother". She could only purr in a low voice and could not roar loudly. She thought that she must work hard and learn from her mother.
Feng Zhan didn't even want to open his eyes. Ever since he accidentally fell into the wall, it was already dark here. Although he had long been accustomed to the dark environment, he was still startled. This was just kidding. As for the boss, who will give all these agencies? I was scared at first, but after losing this time, I became numb.
I kept sliding down the slope at a 45-degree angle. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel it. They were all cold marble walls. I didn't expect the marble to be so smooth. I didn't know how fast I was sliding. How much wax should be applied to achieve such an effect?
However, there was still some friction. The longer the time went on, the more Feng Zhan felt that his back was getting hotter. He didn’t know when it was cooked. It seemed relaxed, but in fact he was extremely nervous. Time was passing by. Ah, it's going to be dusk soon, and the sun will go down soon. It's night, and that's very bad. The skeletons should get up!
But now I have no choice. I reached out to dig at the ground, but it was too slippery and I couldn't even grab it. I originally planned to use the apprentice's sword, like the plot in the ancient Earth Star movie, and insert it into the ground. I slowed down, but unfortunately I didn't know whether it was because the ground was too hard or the sword was too slow, so I couldn't penetrate it. Several attempts failed, and the sword was almost knocked off by the rebound force, so I had to give up and put it away.
He didn't know how long this passage was. Anyway, Feng Zhan felt that even if he wasn't beaten to death by the skeleton, he would probably fall to death. He thought that this should be his first confession, but fortunately he died here. It's still within the normal range. It's good if it's not eaten.
It was slippery. It was really boring. Feng Zhan took out his food and after finishing his dinner, he was still sliding down. He didn't know if he ate too fast. He couldn't reach the end. Even his "son" had already reached the end. It started jumping around on my belly. This kid really found a place for him to play, and he didn't even think about whether his father could withstand it.
Taking out the torch that he had put away at the beginning of the fall, Feng Zhan was still very diligent and thrifty. He started to wave it back and forth and observed the surrounding situation. However, there was nothing strange about it. It was just a marble wall that shone brightly. There is no doubt about the smoothness.
Looking at his blood volume, which was constantly hovering between falling and rising, Feng Zhan knew that his back had been rubbed too hard and he finally started to lose blood, but it was not serious. His own normal blood recovery amount. It can still be made up.
Even after entering the interstellar age, the electronic display surface has not changed in style. Time has finally come to night. Feng Zhan feels that there seems to be no chance of being attacked by skeletons. The possibility of falling to death is still rising!
Now he can imagine the skeletons parading in the streets, but this has nothing to do with him. What he is thinking about now is how long he will have to wait to be resurrected after returning to the city. After all, is this his first death? He is so nervous, okay I'm excited, but what should I tell Gandall when I get back? How brave I am. The gift I gave him when I got back seems to be an antique vase. I must not let him know that I got other things, otherwise this guy will definitely I tried every means to dig it out. At that time, I really didn’t even have a place to cry.
However, although his idea was very beautiful, he didn't know that someone was observing his every move all the time. The little thing he obtained had already been remembered by someone.
I was thinking about taking a nap so that my death would not be so painful, but after all, it was my first time, so I had better be serious and watch it as a souvenir, hahaha!
However, he suddenly felt that something was wrong again, because a very strange aura rushed towards his face. It was not him who discovered it first, but the little flying dragon Jörmungadsen who noticed it first, reminding him that he had noticed it. Why is this aura strange, but also somewhat familiar? Feng Zhan feels that it is quite weird, and as he slides forward more and more, this aura even overwhelms the cold and cold aura of death, making people feel all over. Everyone felt relaxed. Of course, this breath was not that good, because it also had an unusual feeling, which was just easier to bear than the breath of death.
A minute later, there was suddenly nothing underneath him, and he seemed to have left the passage. What followed was a flash of light that made him almost unable to open his eyes. He couldn't believe that in this perpetual darkness and airtight building, There will be light.
The fall continued, but it ended quickly. Feng Zhan couldn't adjust his body in the air at all, and the little flying dragon Jörmungandsen couldn't fly yet. Even if he could fly, he was only so big, and he couldn't carry his body at all. Of course, this 100-pound man had not been in the air for long before Feng Zhan's head was already in close contact with the ground.
However, it is not accurate to say that it is the ground, because what the head feels is the texture of metal, which hurts, but it is not such a tight feeling. The pain is unbearable, and it is like sand, and Feng Zhan suddenly fell into it. , the whole head, then half the body, and finally stopped until all the buttocks were buried.
Maintaining a posture of pulling onions on dry land, Feng Zhan has been unable to move, because although the surrounding metal is not very tight, it is strong enough and heavy enough that it cannot be pushed at all. No matter how hard he struggles, he cannot move away, and the more he moves, the harder it becomes. I was scratched by the metal around me, and there were more and more wounds on my face. I couldn't open my eyes yet. Although the wounds were not big, they were rare and easy to bleed, so I had to move and slow down. .
But fortunately, as he moves, the surrounding metal will flow like sand dunes, which somewhat helps him, keeping the surrounding metal away from him. After half an hour, Feng Zhan felt that he had already I can move and come out of the metal.
With a hearty roar, Feng Zhan broke free, but before he could see the surrounding scene clearly, he was stung by the strong light here and couldn't open his eyes. In an instant, he burst into tears. It took him half an hour to adapt. He rubbed the corners of his eyes that were still filled with tears and began to observe the surrounding scene. However, when he saw the surrounding scene, he was stunned for a moment, and then he started crying again, and the cry was heartbreaking. Ah, it was like encountering a most tragic encounter in life.
In this space where you can't even see the end, his crying is the only rhythm here, but no one stops him, because no matter who sees such a scene, if he doesn't go crazy, he is definitely a fool!
At this time, Gandaur, who was looking at Feng Zhan, endured the bright light in the picture and watched intently. He had already felt bored when he saw Feng Zhan falling in the darkness and planned to go back to sleep. If Lilith hadn't been pulling him to watch, he wouldn't have waited until now. But he didn't expect that after being sleepy for so long, he actually gave himself a big surprise, and this surprise was a bit outrageous. It was really I have to admire how this kid is so lucky.
A strange smile immediately appeared on his face, and he began to think of some reasonable and interesting ways to make this kid spit out the things. He had to thank himself, but suddenly he thought that as an adventurer, this kid seemed to have special storage. method, but it may not be able to hold so much. I squinted my eyes, and then stretched out my hand to grab it in front of me. A simple ring appeared. It was made of wood and had nothing special about it. If it were thrown on the ground, it would probably only be I thought it was a small ring, but it was polished very well and the patina was very thick. It was obviously something that had been around for some time. I tossed it one after another and looked at what Feng Zhan was pointing at in the picture.
On the other side, Reeves, who was also watching Feng Zhan's actions, was even more stunned. He had already made plans to ask him to learn more about the situation in the skeleton city after the child was resurrected in the city. He spent a lot of time watching, but it couldn't compare to the feelings and details of the person involved.
But what I never expected was that this child actually survived and came to such a place. I was really filled with emotions for a while. I just hoped that this child would not be confused by these huge things!
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When the clock struck midnight, Feng Zhan calmed down, or to be more precise, he cried hoarsely and had no choice but to stop as he had already run out of energy.
He looked at these golden things in the distance, around him, and at his feet. It was not that he had never seen them before. Of course, the types might be different, but there were so many of them, and they would make anyone go crazy!
If you ask what this is, it is one of the big dreams in life. You can make money while lying down. Now, countless mountains, canyons, and oceans made of gold coins appear directly in front of you. It makes me doubt my life. This is really a fucking treasury. No wonder this is a bank. It’s unbelievable to have no money, but it’s not like this if you have money!
How many gold coins are there? Although I can count very well, how can I count such countless gold coins? Could it be 100 million, 200 million, 300 million...10 billion, 20 billion, ah, scary, There are simply too many to count, okay! ?
I really want to shout, "Help, I'm counting the money until I get cramps, can anyone help me?" ?
However, although Feng Zhan was full of wild thoughts, he quickly made the right choice. Damn it, I don’t care how much money you have, just pretend. I’ll work hard. I have to pretend all your money, Master of the City. Even if a man is dead and a bird is dead, he will live forever for tens of thousands of years. With gold coins, you, Uncle Feng Zhan, are here to love you!
Then he immediately fell to his knees, constantly holding up the gold coins with his arms, and then instantly sent them to the inventory. Even the gold coins that were directly touched by his body were stuffed into the inventory without wasting any bit. Opportunity!
