Mount Everest, the main peak of the Himalayas and the highest mountain in the world, reached a height of 8,848 meters in 2005 and is slowly rising at a rate of 7 centimeters every 100 years.

To be honest, it is not a good time to climb Mount Everest in June, because from June to September, the hot and humid air mass from the Indian Ocean travels north along the valley, so the humidity is higher and there are more rainy and snowy days, making it the rainy season here. If you want to climb Mount Everest, you should start preparing in April and May, and start climbing in May!

Of course, these Bei Mingyu don't know, his desire to climb Mount Everest is purely a whim, and for him, the external environment is difficult to affect him, at least Mount Everest will not affect him at this time!

The cold wind was howling, blowing Bei Mingyu's coat whirring, turning his head to look at the fat orange outside with his head sticking out of his backpack, Bei Mingyu lightly tapped its head, pressed him back to the backpack behind him and continued to move towards the peak!

"George, am I dazzled?" A foreign beauty with a red face shouted to her partner in front of her, "I seem to have seen a man in a single shirt and ran up!" He seems to have a kitten in his backpack! ”

"Where?"

Pestle on trekking poles, the man named George looked in the direction pointed by the foreign beauty, but there was no figure except a blank of snow!

"Honey, you're so tired!" Stuffing a piece of chocolate into his mouth and replenishing his energy, George sorted out his equipment and said, "It's not far from the camp, let's go quickly!" ”

"Well, maybe I'm wrong!"

The foreign beauty muttered a few words, picked up the oxygen mask and took two sips of oxygen, and continued to walk towards the front, they had to get to the camp as soon as possible, the wind was about to rise.

At the peak, Bei Mingyu sat on the snow, took out a bottle of beer and drank it, but unfortunately the temperature was too low, and after just a few sips, it had already begun to freeze.

No way, beer is no better than liquor, there is more water in it, the freezing point is low, and it is normal to freeze!

After shaking it, looking at the beer that had turned into ice, Bei Mingyu casually threw it aside, and after taking a few photos as a souvenir, Bei Mingyu walked in the direction of going down the mountain.

Whew~

Is it windy?

Feeling the cold wind that was even more violent than just now, Bei Mingyu's face changed slightly, he didn't think that with his current strength, he could compete with nature!

Pressing the fat orange that had risen again into his backpack, Bei Mingyu did not spare any strength, and walked quickly on the snow.

After a long time, Bei Mingyu sat in a camp at the foot of Mount Everest, rubbing his arms constantly, grandma's, Antarctica is not so cold!

Bei Mingyu took out the canned meat, opened it and ate it in a big gulp, he needed to replenish his energy.

I don't know if I smelled the fragrance, Fat Tangerine also got out of the backpack, looked up at Bei Mingyu, and meowed.

"I forgot about you little one!"

Bei Mingyu took out two cans of red winding pork, opened one and put it in front of it, as for the other, of course, he ate it himself.

After eating and wiping his mouth, Bei Mingyu walked towards the small town not far away, he was going to the bigger city to buy something!

In the western Grand Canyon of Shuifu City, Yunnan, Bei Mingyu, who was soaking in the hot springs, took a long breath, stood up from the water, and walked towards the changing room.

A moment later, a young man in a black leather coat and a black helmet rode a heavy motorcycle through the city, and surprisingly there was a kitten squatting in front of the motorcycle, squinting, not knowing whether it was comfortable or blown by the wind!

Eventually, the locomotive stopped at the gate of a steel mill, and Bei Mingyu took off his helmet, revealing shoulder-length black hair, which was the result of his deliberate efforts to grow his own hair for more than 20 days.

"Boss Zhang, are my customized things ready?"

In the office, Bei Mingyu handed Zhang Yuanhong, the owner of the steel plant, a cigarette and asked.

"It's a good smoke, thank you Brother Beiming!"

After borrowing Chinese cigarettes, Zhang Yuanhong lit the cigarette, took a puff and said, "My old Zhang has never made a mistake in doing things, don't worry, brother!" ”

A cigarette was gone, and Zhang Yuanhong said to Bei Mingyu: "Brother Beiming, come and take a look, what you want is ready!" ”

Walking into an empty room, Zhang Yuanhong pointed to the weapon next to him against the wall, and said, "Sticks, guns, halberds, swords, as well as the horse chopping knife and a hundred flying knives that you especially want!" ”

Taking out a flying knife from the big bag in the corner, Bei Mingyu looked at it carefully.

The flying knife is like a sword, about ten centimeters long, the sword grid (handguard) is prominent, it is a meniscus blade, and the whole has a peculiar beauty!

Seeing Bei Mingyu pick up a flying knife, Zhang Yuanhong looked at an iron rod next to him and said: "According to the requirements of the Beiming brothers, these long weapons are all made of axle steel, and the gadgets such as swords and flying knives are all made of titanium alloy!" And all of them are bladed, not to mention sharpening iron like clay, but it is absolutely no problem to cut off the steel bar with the thickness of the little finger or something! ”

The index finger and middle finger held a flying knife, and with a flick of his hand, the flying knife disappeared instantly, and the entire blade of the flying knife sank into the concrete ground under his feet, only where the tail of the knife buzzed, and the shock kept stopping!

"What a skill, Brother Beiming."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanhong slapped his face and said with a smile.

"It's something made by Brother Zhang!"

Bei Mingyu took out three stacks of soft girls from his backpack and handed them to Zhang Yuanhong, "Brother Zhang, take a look, is there any missing!" ”

"What's the point, I still can't believe the Northern Hells brothers!"

That being said, Zhang Yuanhong still spat on his thumb, picked up the money and lit it!

A few minutes later, Zhang Yuanhong counted the money and said to Bei Mingyu: "Brother Beiming, we still have some things here, if you are interested, it is better to take all these things away!" ”

"Oh, I don't know what?"

Bei Mingyu asked with interest, he knew that the man in front of him had a good relationship with some of the crew's prop masters, many ancient props would be prepared here by him, and he had done a lot of swords, guns and armor, which was also the reason why Bei Mingyu was looking for him!

And what can interest him should not be ordinary!

"It's a metal crossbow!"

Zhang Yuanhong returned to the office, took out a bunch of parts from a large box and assembled them, and explained: "This was originally a propaganda tool for a crew, but later it was reported because it was too powerful!" ”

After the installation, Zhang Yuanhong pulled the bowstring up with a puller and said to Bei Mingyu: "This guy is quite powerful, it is not a problem to shoot through the 5 mm steel plate twenty meters away, the Bei Ming brothers should be careful when playing in the future!" ”

"Then thank you Brother Zhang!"

Bei Mingyu's eyes lit up, he took the metal crossbow, and checked it, not light!

Saying goodbye to Zhang Yuanhong, Bei Mingyu bundled all his weapons and put them behind the saddle, and staggered back to the hotel where he was staying.

It's just that when he returned to the hotel to park, a large bundle of weapons wrapped in oilcloth had been sent into the storage space by him, and he walked into the corner of the parking lot, and while no one was without a camera, Bei Mingyu waved his hand and put away the heavy locomotive.

No way, coming back from the alien plane, the storage space has become 4×4×4, and the space is 64 cubic meters, which is nearly three times more than the original, and there are a lot more things that can be placed!

In the room, Bei Mingyu changed into the clothes of a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, tied his hair casually, hugged the fat orange and said to the elf: "Let's start, enter a new plane!" ”