boyutpedia Chapter 295 The Meng family goes to Dafen
Chapter 295 The Meng family goes to Dafen
Chen You looked up at the dark blue city that seemed to hang upside down in the sky.
He did not suffer any health debuffs.
"Climbing the chains is too slow."
Chen You's gaze sharpened.
His internal energy cultivation, at the eighth level of Qi Refining, began to circulate rapidly.
A pale golden spiritual energy enveloped his entire body, and a sword light flashed.
The flying sword emitted a clear sword cry and hovered in front of Chen You.
Chen You stepped onto the sword, ready to soar into the sky.
Just as his feet left the ground, a very faint red light suddenly flashed from the depths of the upside-down Hidden Star City above.
An irresistible force of rules suddenly descended.
"Smack."
The Ascension Sword instantly lost all its spirituality and crashed onto the ice like a piece of broken iron.
Chen You stumbled and nearly fell flat on his face.
[System Warning: Flight is strictly prohibited in the Abyss of Meteorite! Flying is not allowed within the no-fly zone!]
Chen You steadied himself and looked at the large, blood-red characters that popped up in his vision. His lips twitched twice.
Row.
They won't let it fly.
He turned his head and looked at the four players behind him.
The situation was appalling.
The goblin's health bar had turned a deep, almost blackish red.
With trembling hands, he pulled out a bottle of basic red potion.
The medicine had barely been poured out of the bottle when it instantly froze into a red popsicle, without any transition period.
He looked at the popsicle in despair, then at his own rate of health loss of 2% per second.
The werewolf's proud physique, which he was so proud of, became a joke here.
His wolf fur became the best material for conducting cold, and his whole body stiffened like a low-quality specimen placed in a museum.
The skeleton [with its astonishing skeletal structure] is the most tragic.
His soul's flame flickered as weakly as a candle in the wind; even his chin was frozen to his sternum, unable to produce that signature "crackling" sound.
The ghost player floated in mid-air, his originally flowing bandages frozen into ice blocks, hanging straight down.
"Wandering...wandering spirit," the goblin stammered, his lips turning blue.
"Don't worry about us. We're losing health like this, even with medicine we can't recover."
The werewolf struggled to move its eyes, then nodded. "Yes, Wanderer. We... can't hold on any longer."
With his last bit of strength, the skeleton straightened the frozen bone in his thumb and gave it a thumbs-up.
"God of Travel, to be able to ride in a luxury RV with you, have a hot pot meal... and discover this secret realm... my life is... totally worth it!"
The goblin loudly echoed, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism: "That's right! Following the wandering god, witnessing epic events, even death would be worthwhile!"
The werewolf howled to the sky, though its voice, due to its frozen vocal cords, sounded like a duck being strangled: "Worth it!"
The atmosphere suddenly turned tragic.
Four players from the bottom tier displayed a tragic and heroic resolve to face death in the face of a mythical catastrophe.
Just then.
Shan Shijiu, who was frozen in the driver's seat, suddenly raised his head.
The old man had snot hanging from his mouth, which froze into a long icicle.
Tears streamed down his face as he cried out in a hoarse voice, "Young hero! This old man... I've had my moment!"
Chen You's eyelids twitched suddenly.
I couldn't help but curse in my heart:
Worth your ass!
These four idiots are players; if they die, they can just run back to their corpses.
You're a fucking NPC!
Why are you joining in this fun?
Have you been infected by the silly virus of these players?!
Before Chen You could even utter a curse, the goblin's health bar was completely emptied.
"God of the Road, we're waiting for your triumphant return!"
The goblin shouted, and his body transformed into a blinding white light, disappearing into the wind and snow.
Next up are the werewolves.
He struck what he considered his coolest pose, a long, roaring cry, before turning into a beam of white light.
The skeleton's soul fire was completely extinguished, its bones scattered all over the ground, and then it disappeared with a white light.
The ghost player was instantly frozen into a block of ice, and with a gust of wind, it shattered into ice shards on the ground with a "crack," turning into white light.
The transparent carriage instantly became quiet.
Only Chen You and Shan Shijiu, who was lying on the "steering wheel" barely clinging to life with only a sliver of health left, remained.
Chen You did not move.
He stood quietly in place, letting the wind and snow lash him.
One minute.
Two minutes.
three minutes.
The ice surface was completely empty.
Players without spirit forms came to loot the corpses, and there was no special resurrection effect.
Chen You stroked his chin.
It seems the mechanism here is quite clear.
If you die, you will be kicked out of this hidden map or forced to return to the respawn point.
He looked down at his hands, feeling the abundant spiritual energy within his body.
Fear? Not at all.
His current body is merely a clone.
The true body is currently resting peacefully in the training room of the Supreme Tower.
Even if this clone dies here, it's just a matter of waiting for the cooldown to restart.
The cost of trial and error is maximized, which is the source of his confidence to explore unknown mythical relics.
He turned to look at Shan Shijiu.
The old man had already fainted from the cold.
Chen You sighed, took out a Qi-Nourishing Pill from his backpack, and roughly stuffed it into the old man's mouth.
He's a guide, after all; keeping him around might still be useful.
Although it's unknown whether he can hold on.
After doing all this, Chen You raised his head.
His gaze pierced through the swirling snow and locked onto the massive black chain connecting the abyss to the inverted city.
If you can't fly, then crawl.
Chen You strode forward, braving the minus seventy degree winds, toward the chains.
The closer you get, the more you can feel that suffocating sense of oppression.
Chen You stopped at the base of the chain.
He looked up.
The chain was even more exaggerated than he had seen from a distance.
Each iron link that makes up the chain is as tall as a three-story building.
The surface of the iron ring was covered with a layer of dark red ice, like blood that had been frozen for millions of years.
The gale whistled through the gaps in the massive iron rings, producing a dull, thunderous clanging sound.
This is not a path for people to walk on.
Chen You stood below the iron ring, as insignificant as a speck of dust.
He took a deep breath, preparing to use his spiritual energy to climb.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on the huge iron ring at the very bottom.
On the flat side of the iron ring, lines of huge characters are engraved.
The characters emitted a faint, eerie glow, appearing and disappearing in the wind and snow.
Chen You was stunned for a moment.
These epic mythological relics, with inscriptions at their entrances, usually contain earth-shattering secrets.
It's either a curse from ancient gods or a proverb to suppress a peerless demon.
Chen You couldn't help but move closer.
Those texts were systematically translated, so different civilizations saw the texts of their respective civilizations.
Filled with awe, Chen You held his breath and stared intently at the translated Chinese text.
First line of text:
Working at heights carries an extremely high risk; non-professionals are strictly prohibited from climbing.
Chen You: ?
Second line of text:
Our construction team will not be responsible for any workers who fall into the abyss without wearing safety ropes. Family members should not cause trouble; we have no money to compensate them.
Chen You: ?
Third line of text:
Construction company: Qianguangcheng Mengshi Construction Team.
Chen You: ? ? ?
He stood there blankly in the freezing wind of minus seventy degrees Celsius, staring at those three lines of text, as if a thousand mythical beasts were stampeding through his mind.
What the hell is this high-altitude work?!
What the hell is this construction team?!
What kind of freaks were the ancestors of the Meng family in Qianguang City?!