The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 826 Traces
After walking north for more than half an hour on the thick snow, until his toes were almost worn out, Qi Meng finally reached the foot of Silong Mountain.

The wind blew across my face, and it felt like someone was scratching it with a needle.

Although he was wearing a sheepskin coat, a sheepskin hat, and layers of cotton trousers, he still felt a biting cold on his chest and back.

Because he consumed energy blocks to kill the group of conscripted soldiers last time, No. 00001's exchange quota for this month has been used up.

There was no need to expect mountaineering clothes or down jackets, and the housekeeper didn't even give me a pair of gloves.

When I set out from Lushun, I thought that as long as I wrapped myself in layer upon layer of cotton jackets and trousers, there should be no problem - after all, I was not going to Antarctica - but I didn't expect that the snow on Silong Mountain that had not melted for thousands of years would teach the traveler a lesson and make him realize how cold the Northeast is.

Along the way, there was wind and snow. Qi Meng hunched his neck, squinted his eyes, and walked up the mountain in steps of deep and shallow. The further he walked, the narrower the mountain road became.

Qi Meng didn't stop until the road, which was wide enough for two trucks to drive side by side, gradually turned into a narrow path more than a foot wide.

Looking further ahead, the narrow path leading to the top of the mountain eventually disappears in the vast snow and wind.

"What the hell is going on! Can we send him to the tropics next time? Equatorial New Guinea or the Sahara Desert would be fine too. I'm afraid of the cold."

No one could hear him speak. According to the information provided by Shen Lian, there was no human habitation within a radius of fifty miles centered on Silong Mountain.

Even if I shout at the top of my lungs, no one will hear me.

The housekeeper seemed to be deaf. No matter how much Qi Meng called her, she just wouldn't come out.

"Damn it, it looks like they want to freeze me to death."

At this time, a ray of sunlight shone down from the top of the snow-capped mountain, making Qi Meng's face red like a big apple.

He then sat on a rock, resting and enjoying the scenery.

The snow near the top of the mountain is illuminated by the sunlight, and the halo scatters into strange and charming shapes. If a devout believer passes by at this time, he will kneel down and worship this magnificent scenery, and regard it as the guidance of God.

"So, the entrance to the Silongshan Ancient Tomb might be right there!"

Even No. 00001, who knew nothing about Feng Shui, could tell that the entrance to the ancient tomb should be at the top of the mountain.

"Dragon Skeleton, here I come!"

Qi Meng laughed twice and was about to continue climbing. Just as he stood up, his feet felt numb and his body fell limply into the snow.

Maybe your toes were frozen off.

Qi Meng was terrified, but fortunately his toes were still there. It turned out that he had sat for too long and was frozen to the point of losing consciousness.

He quickly took out a trekking pole from his backpack, used it to support his body, and barely stood up, cursing: "What a damn bad luck, I should have let Shen Lian scout the way!"

Before he could finish his words, a snow-white shadow flashed past his eyes. Qi Meng subconsciously shrank his neck, but it was too late. At this time, something had scratched the back of his neck. Before he could react, his neck felt a sharp pain and blood dripped down his back to the ground.

pat, pat

The fresh blood instantly dyed the white snow beneath his feet red.

At the same time, about ten steps away from him, a monster as big as a donkey was squatting on the rocks, staring at Qi Meng with a fierce look.

The monster had snow-white hair all over its body, a head like a wild boar, a curled tail that looked very long, a mouth full of fangs as sharp as blades, and streams of sticky saliva flowing from its bloody mouth, shining coldly in the sunlight.

Qi Meng noticed a few bloodstains on the monster's curved front claws. It was obviously this freak that had suddenly attacked him.

"What the hell is this monster!"

The monster roared to the sky, kicked out with its front claws, and its body flew into the air, rushing to Qi Meng in an instant.

Qi Meng immediately pulled out his pistol, not caring about whether there was an avalanche or not, and fired fiercely at the pig-headed and leopard-bodied creature until he had used up all the bullets in the magazine.

The monster's body was hit repeatedly, and its originally unstoppable charge stopped in the air, and after a moment it fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Meng pulled out a dagger, his body bursting with unprecedented energy, and he rushed to the monster and stabbed it wildly:
"Damn it! You made me waste so many bullets! These aren't ordinary bullets, they're all enhanced with energy blocks!"

The monster soon stopped breathing. Qi Meng leaned against the monster's corpse and gasped for breath. After resting for a while, he stood up and continued on his way.

Suddenly, I heard the familiar voice of the butler:

"The road ahead will be very dangerous, 00001, are you sure you want to continue?"

"Continue..." Qi Meng said breathlessly, leaning on his trekking pole.

"Number 00001, given your current physical condition, there's a high probability that you won't be able to reach Four Dragons Mountain alive. Furthermore, from now on, if you continue, you'll enter Purgatory Mode, where you'll encounter even more terrifying things. Simply put, you might die."

"That would be best. The game would end immediately, and we wouldn't have to... we wouldn't have to work like slaves for the Senate anymore."

"No. 00001, I understand how you feel right now and what you just said, but I need to remind you that you've already signed a contract, and once the game begins, you can't quit midway."

Bad weather, ankle-deep snow, steep mountain roads, attacks from unknown creatures, all of these were not the most terrifying things for Qi Meng.

The most terrifying thing is that he doesn't know how long this mission will last, and he is becoming increasingly unclear about the meaning of the mission - except for the illusory goal of saving the universe.

"What exactly is the Dragon Skeleton? It costs us our lives. Why doesn't the Senate tell us the truth?"

The butler was silent for a moment: "I don't know either, it looks like a corpse."

"I know it's a corpse. What does the Senate want with it? Mummy it and sell it to Planet Alpha?"

The steward seemed determined, his tone sincere, "Number 00001, the Senate has set up a server in a parallel world. If you can reach there one day, there are many caves at the bottom of Dead Soul Mountain. In the innermost cave, that's me. The corpse of Silongshan may be a key. This key leads to the ultimate. Do you understand the ultimate?"

The other party's voice suddenly became rapid: "They are coming, No. 00001, this is your last chance, you must hold the key..."

disconnected.

Like a radio wave sent into the vast universe, the housekeeper and her voice disappeared without a trace.

Qi Meng stood there in silence for a while, until he saw another monster with a bull head and a lion body approaching him quickly, and he raised his pistol.

After killing the monster, No. 00001 walked down the mountain without hesitation.

He knew that at Silong Mountain, he would be infinitely close to the truth.

Who is this little butler whom I have never met, this little butler who lives in another world?

(End of this chapter)