It was freezing cold, and the forest was covered in snow.

A figure struggled through the forest, and his heart was anxious as he saw the sky getting darker.

For travelers, the most dangerous things in the forest in this weather are disorientation and cold temperatures.

Unfortunately, this man was in two situations at the same time.

Drilling out of a dense forest with difficulty, the man sighed deeply, and despair gradually emerged in his heart.

Plunged into the boundless primeval forest, how to find your way, until the temperature drops further at night, and you can't find a place to stay, it is almost a dead end.

The body is getting more and more tired, and the will is becoming more and more exhausted, and the man slashes forward with the road knife in his hand and continues to trek hard.

The temperature had cooled down, the heat in his body was gradually dissipating, and he now had to spend too much effort on every step he took.

The mind is already a little groggy, and the man can't identify the direction, so he can only subconsciously choose the road casually.

As his body became heavier and heavier, he walked for a while, and suddenly found that the road he was walking seemed to have become easier, as if it had been cleared, not the kind of road that was covered with weeds and thorns all year round.

Is there anyone here?

But this is a primeval forest, could it be a former explorer?

A glimmer of hope suddenly grew in the man's heart, and he adjusted his breath and moved along the path where the signs of artificiality were now evident.

This kind of road is not the same as carving out his own passage in the forest, and he puffed up his last breath, and infinite power seemed to rise in his body.

Stepping over the weeds, through the trees, over the hills, just when the man's last breath could not hold on, a picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes that he could not believe.

Under the evening sky, a wooden tower and several wooden houses stood silently on top of an open field.

This......? What is it?

Wooden towers?

Are there any monks who practice in seclusion here?

"Anyone? Anyone? His throat, which was almost smoking, made a hoarse voice.

In the primeval forest, this timber building stands in front of it, without the slightest movement.

The man walked forward step by step with a road cutter.

There seemed to be no one here now, and there were already jagged weeds in the yard, so the man observed the situation and pushed open the fence gate.

"Swordsman Tower?" The first thing he saw was the engraved words on the wooden tower, "Chinese Simplified?" There are really people who have lived in seclusion here. Swordsman? ”

The man was puzzled, could it be that there were still high-ranking people living here? Did he build this wooden tower?

The temperature was getting colder, and the man walked to the hut and prayed in his heart that there must be food.

Pushing open the wooden door, the first thing he saw was a fireplace made of stone and firewood placed next to it, and he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, it seemed that he was saved today!

Hurriedly taking out the flint and steel from the backpack where there was almost nothing, the man selected fine branches and trees to put together, and then quickly scraped the magnesium rod with the blade of the flint, and ignited the fire very skillfully.

"Whew." He breathed a sigh of relief, and with fire, there was hope.

Sitting by the fireplace, he added firewood to make the fire more vigorous, while resting and recovering his strength.

After a while, the man felt warmer and got up to explore the hut to see if anything else could be useful.

Pushing open a door, he went in and looked, it was a bedroom, and there were signs of it once occupied, but there was nothing to do with it.

He walked over to another hut and pushed the door in.

As soon as he entered, he was pleasantly surprised by what he saw.

Meat! Meat is stored in this room!

The man was very excited, and then he saw a tiger's head, a bear's paw, and a wolf's leg resting aside.

"This ...... Could this be left behind by the hunting of the masters? He was amazed that these forest beasts were not so easy to fight, and he wondered if there were any shotguns left here.

The man brought a piece of frozen meat, first thawed it by the fireplace, left it for hunger, and then continued to inspect the place.

It was just disappointing that he didn't find a shotgun for hunting.

"It's okay, these things are already a gift from heaven. Thank you to the Buddha, thank God, thank you to ...... Swordsman. The man muttered to himself, the disappointment quickly dissipated from his heart, but the last word made him feel a little strange.

Cabins, blankets, fireplaces, barbecues, the treatment is not too wonderful compared to the trek through the jungle just now.

"It would be nice if we could have a bottle of wine." The man took a few sips of water, took a bite of the burnt meat, and felt happy.

Desperate hearts are reborn, and the man begins to think about the architecture of this place after he has had enough to eat.

The appearance of man-made structures in a primeval forest is simply astonishing.

What is the purpose of those buildings?

What does the word carved on the wooden tower mean?

Looking at these buildings, is there a group of people living in seclusion in the primeval forest of the Great Khing'an Mountains?

All kinds of questions arose in the man's heart, although he had no safety problems for the time being, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart if he didn't understand these reasons.

But it was getting late, and he was very tired, so he planned to check it out again tomorrow.

The roaring fire brought the intoxicating warmth of the winter day, and the man, after adding a lot of firewood, put on a few blankets and slept by the fireplace.

……

It was a warm night, and it was not until about five o'clock in the morning that the man woke up from his sleep.

The firewood had run out, the fire was extinguished, and he was awakened by the cold.

After being confused for a while, he realized that he was saved, at least he would not worry about eating and drinking for the next few days.

With a yawn, the man fetched the flint and flint the firewood, then moved around the wooden house for a while, ate two more pieces of meat, and felt that his body was full of energy.

Today he was going to find the mystery of this place, and when he thought of it, he was very curious and excited.

I'm going to uncover the secrets here!

The man pushed open the wooden door, and the first target was the wooden tower not far away.

No way, the words on this wooden tower can obviously bring people endless reverie, and in addition, its crooked architectural style also makes people guess whether it is full of deep meaning.

Primeval forest, wooden tower, if there is no deep meaning, why did that group of people build this look?

With mixed feelings of curiosity, excitement, revelation, and excitement, the man walked into the first floor of the wooden tower.

Swordsman Tower!

There's a secret inside!

Are these engraved pictures martial arts cheats?

The man's breathing quickened, his heart beat faster, and he looked at the pictures on the wooden wall, and forced himself to walk around.

After exploring the wooden tower, there was nothing else to discover, the most conspicuous thing was the various patterns on the wall and the occasional notes on the side, the man touched the wooden wall with his fingers little by little, and there was only one thought in his heart.

I'm going to be developed!

I'm going to be a Super Saiyan! (To be continued.) )