In such a dark mountain. I can't see anything. You can only rely on hearing and groping to act.

Since I'm alive at this time. We must not give up any hope of life.

Dry tomb robbing. One is not afraid of the dead. Second, I am not afraid of ghosts.

But this was caught off guard by the invisible hand bone. I'm still scared.

If it weren't for the fact that the clothes were hanging. I guess I've fallen by now.

Instinctively, I pulled my hand back. But he tore the bones of the hand off.

I only heard a chaotic sound of "bang-la-la". There were a lot of bits and pieces that fell off me not far away. Including the hand bones I just touched.

I gasped for air. I just feel frightened.

Think back to the details just now. I suspect that the feeling of being gripped by the bones of my hand was just an illusion on my part.

I didn't dare to move. After waiting quietly for a while. Make sure there are no more sounds. I reached out and groped carefully. Grab an arm-thick root.

After trying the load-bearing of the roots. I began to drag the roots upwards. There was a thrilling climb to the thick roots of the tree that ran across my head.

I carefully pulled back my hooked clothes. Then he held the thick roots of the tree with both hands and climbed in one direction.

It was about five or six meters away. I touched the wall.

The walls are uneven. Barely able to get off your feet.

Just when those skeletons fell. I've made a preliminary judgment of the height I am currently at above the ground.

Although the echo here will interfere with my judgment. But I'm sure. It should be about thirty meters above the ground. That's about the height of an eleven-story residential house. It's definitely enough for me to break my bones.

If you continue to stay here. I guess sooner or later I'll die at the root of this tree. Eventually, it also turned into a pile of dry bones.

There is only a dead end to stay. If you climb down, there will be a chance of survival. Moreover. The further back. The worse my physical and mental state will become. My chances of life will become more and more diminished.

No matter. Spelled.

Try to balance your breathing. Try to make yourself feel better. Then I tried to find my footing. Crawl down.

This is a difficult time. I'm even glad I couldn't see it. Because you can't see it. to reduce fear.

What worries me the most is. Halfway up the climb, I realized that there was no place for me to stay. When the time comes, it will be neither up nor down.

Luckily. That embarrassing and fatal situation didn't happen. It is estimated that when the craftsmen excavated here. The conditions are relatively rudimentary. So there are footholds at intervals. and it has done me.

I don't know how long I climbed down. All I know is that my gloves are worn to the point where my fingers are exposed. The toes on the top of the shoe seemed to be blistered.

When I'm down to earth. I'm already covered in sweat. I felt like I was going to collapse.

Rested for a while. I began to grope my way forward.

The ground here is full of things that are as stiff as stones. It was cold to the touch. Some are bones. Some appear to be stone carvings.

Fortunately, I had some make-up homework a few days ago. Although nothing can be seen. But you can find your way with a stick.

Although it is not yet up to the level of walking like flying. But not to fall in this difficult place.

Because I don't know much about the terrain here. I'm not sure if there's a pit or something. If any. Wrestling can be very deadly.

But. Nor is it the way to go.

There is no light. I didn't know where to go.

Suddenly. I snapped at my head. I should have a lighter in my pocket. I was busy fumbling with my body. Sure enough, cigarettes and lighters were found.

Whenever I'm in danger. I keep telling myself. Calmness is the premise of getting out of danger.

Thereupon. I took out a cigarette and put it in my mouth. Then a lighter was lit.

The jumping flames barely illuminated the surroundings. It also brings an insignificant temperature.

By the light. I observe my surroundings. But he was so shocked by what he saw in front of him that he almost dropped the cigarette in his mouth.

For those skeletons that are obscured by dust. I'm mentally prepared. But I didn't expect that. The ones I mistook for stone carvings. It turned out to be a corpse that had been frozen and stiffened. The ground was red. It's all blood frozen into ice crystals.

And the stick I just used to pathfind. It turned out to be a human leg bone.

I'll go to your grandmother's old uncle.

I was so shocked that I quickly threw the bone out. My heart was pounding and pounding like it was bursting through my chest.

Calm down. Calm down.

I lit my cigarette. Extinguish the lighter for the time being. I took a big puff of cigarette very hard.

It is said that smoking has all kinds of harms and no benefits. Today I found a benefit. That is to allow me to carry a lighter with me.

Wait until you finish a cigarette. I've calmed down a lot.

The aftermath of the catastrophe is certainly worth celebrating. But deep in this mountain. But I didn't feel the hope of life. Some are just icy temperatures.

I shuddered and lit the lighter again. Consider finding a leg bone and adding my clothes to make a simple torch.

Step over corpses. Step on blood ice crystals. I'm cautious about looking forward. But he unexpectedly found a torch.

The torch lay quietly beside a broken corpse. The lower part of the middle has been broken. But fortunately, the black tarpaulin at the end is still there.

I'll pick it up. It took a while to bake the tarpaulin with a lighter.

By the light of the flames. I can see my surroundings clearly.

It is a huge mountain with an interior hollowed out. Except where I landed was straight to the top of the mountain. The height of the other positions is only five or six meters.

Because the channel is not visible. I didn't know where to go for a while.

Suddenly. I faintly heard the sound of "booming" water.

I initially judged that the sound of the water came from an underground river. It should be more than a hundred meters away in front of me on the left.

People can go days without eating. But you can't afford not to drink water.

I don't know how long I'll be stuck here. So finding a source of water as soon as possible becomes a top priority.

But. Until then. I decided to go through the corpses all over the ground first. Let's see if we can find something useful to come out with.

Now I don't even have anything on me that I can use as a weapon. If you encounter a monster or something. can only lead the neck to kill.

Judging by what the dead were wearing. The age of the deceased is different. The seasons at the time of death are also different.

There is a short fight of the Qing Dynasty. There are Niko coats that were popular in the early Tohoku period. There are even little Japanese devils in Japanese-style military uniforms......

Near the body of Little Japan there was a gun that had been shattered. It looks like it should be the usual three-eight cover of the devils of that era.

The gun is no longer usable. But the bayonet on the head of the gun is still well preserved. So I violently dismantled it.

Except for this bayonet. I also found quite a few things. I don't know what to do with it though. But bring one more thing. The heart is more steady.

I uttered a scolding at a corpse that was no longer human. Pulled off its tweed coat. Wear it over your body to keep warm.

Afterwards. I picked up a few more pieces of clothing. Wrap the balls. After stuffing the things that have been turned out. Carry it on your back. And then. I just looked in the direction where the sound of the water was coming from.

As I marched. The sound of water is becoming more and more pronounced. I judge. There should be an underground river.

It took about a few minutes to walk. I finally found the source of the sound of the water. But I was stunned by what I saw.

Unusually open in a huge space. On a slow-flowing underground river. A huge antique warship floated and sank slightly up and down with the current.

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