Chapter 141 Carrying Stone
"What could this texture, this shape, be?"
I was digging and thinking.
After digging for a long time, I couldn't dig out a specific appearance. I thought to myself: "This thing is buried really deep. Could it be an ordinary marble stone?"
Thinking this, I lost all energy. If I dig it out, it is really a solid marble stone that is useless. Then won't all my previous efforts and strength be in vain?
In other words, my main purpose of coming here is to remember the lost love of the demonized bat boss, and to find a way to fill the one-meter-deep hole that I dug before.
Oh, no, it's nearly a meter and a half deep now.
I watched with distress as I dug another large hole more than 20 centimeters deep. I had a lot of thoughts in my mind. I always felt that I was inextricably related to creatures like pangolins that dig mountains and get soil. Otherwise, how could I dig up the soil? It’s so effortless. Am I born with a talent for digging?
After estimating the time, Phoenix and the others should be forming a group to defeat the Minotaur boss.
But I'm not worried, they won't have any problems with Godot around, and they won't have any problems even without Godot.
The reason is simple. Their overall strength and personal strength are enough to challenge the tauren boss.
Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of what Rodney said to me before: a cross-level challenge is a very difficult thing. Even if it is only one level, it contains endless unknowns and unknown crises. In this step Any mistake on the road will most likely lead to irreversible consequences. Many people will regret it for the rest of their lives because of this!
Yesterday, when I heard him say these words righteously, I almost believed it, if I had not tried the level-skipping challenge.
Since the third level, I have been constantly fighting against the fourth-level goblin warriors. Indeed, I have been in danger many times, and even narrowly escaped death. However, I have a strong sense of survival, and I will struggle to crawl back every time. Perhaps because of this, my actual combat experience and survival instincts are far superior to other adventurers. Even at level six, I dare to challenge the strong ones at level ten.
However, these are all within the acceptable range. If the level-skipping challenge is too high, it will naturally not work. It would be like using me now to challenge the nine-headed dragon in the gap space.
I can guarantee that within three seconds, I will either turn into its poop or turn into a pile of coke. There is no third possibility.
Ahem, that’s too far off topic.
Besides, the crooked and straight piece of marble buried deep next to my feet at this moment, although I have dug it out more than twenty centimeters deep, seems to be just a corner. If this continues, it will not be able to get its full body. How deep to dig!
To dig or to fill a hole, that is the question!
I sat down next to the stone corner, holding my chin and hesitating. Above my head, black dots kept popping up, and when connected, they became an ellipsis.
Trouble.
While I was worrying, I took off my gauntlet, took out dry bread and water, ate and drank until I was full, finally clapped my hands, put on the gauntlet again, and made up my mind: dig!
This was not a decision I made hastily, but was carefully considered!
Well, actually it can’t be considered a deep thought, just because I remembered a very old story:
Once upon a time, there were two criminals who escaped from prison by climbing over a wall. It is said that these two people were agile and reacted quickly. They climbed over seven or eight walls in a row!
After landing, I looked forward: Oh, there is still a wall!
So they continued to turn over, and it was swish, swish, and swish again, but this time, it was not as simple as three times, five times, and two times, but it was a little red in the face, heartbeat, ears, and sweating on the back.
After landing again, I took a closer look: Oh my god, it’s the wall again!
However, how could this difficulty hinder these two prisoners who unswervingly set their great goal of escaping from prison and are constantly striving towards their goal!
The two of them encouraged each other, encouraged each other, and then climbed dozens of walls in one go. Together with the previous ones, they added up to exactly ninety-nine walls!
As for why there are ninety-nine sides, I don’t know that. Maybe the person who wrote the story only knows addition and subtraction within a hundred.
The two criminals were as mad as tigers at first, but gradually became panting like cows, and finally they both fell to the ground as exhausted as dogs.
Criminal A: Brother, we can’t get over it. This is more tiring than studying in the West!
Criminal B: What the elder brother said is that we should go back. At least we have three meals guaranteed and a shower is no problem. Although there is no wifi, we can have a game of online landlord fighting!
Then, these two tired criminals returned to the embrace of their prison mother with full energy.
In fact, these two idiots don't know that behind the hundredth wall, there is freedom, and there is endless prairie for them to run, of course, provided that they still have the strength to run.
This story tells us a truth: without wifi, no matter how good the prison is, there will be escapees!
Uh. Okay, just kidding.
Yes - when you dig a hole, you have to dig to the bottom, and when you climb over the wall, you have to climb over to the end!
Since I have already dug out more than 20 centimeters, I don’t care if I dig another 20 centimeters more!
He gritted his teeth, his heart pounded, and his hands were like excavators, swishing soil to both sides. After a few minutes, the gaps between the handguards were filled with wet soil.
He took off his gauntlet, took a sip of water, knocked off the soil on it, put it on again, and started digging again, a long and arduous journey.
I didn’t know this until I dug. I was shocked when I dug. After more than an hour of hard work, I finally dug out all the marble blocks.
And I was so tired that I was panting like an ox.
Leaning on the stone, I drank a few sips of water, and then took a deep breath. I felt like my whole body came to life.
After resting, I stood up and looked at the marble blocks. I have to say, it felt quite oppressive.
The stone is more than one meter high. If placed vertically, it can almost reach my chest. However, this is not the key. The point is that its surface is extremely smooth and flat, like an ax and a chisel. It does not look like a natural formation at all, but more like Artificially crafted!
Who would take such a big stone and bury it more than one meter deep under the earth's surface? Isn't this the rhythm of farting when you are full?
I grumbled a few times, with dissatisfaction, clasped the bottom of the marble with both hands, exerted my strength, and raised it upwards.
With a click, the one-meter-high marble was lifted up by me.
However, I was not feeling well either. Although the weight of this stone was still within my tolerance, it was far beyond my imagination.
Don't wonder why I lifted it up. It's simple. I wanted to carry it out of the pit and put it on the ground to examine it slowly.
Don't doubt why I have such strong power. In Zephyr Continent, once the power level reaches D, the power you possess will be similar to that of Spider-Man and other superheroes on the earth, with a strength that ordinary people cannot achieve.
Of course, the same goes for other attributes.