Adventure Code

Chapter 643 Confluence (6)

After the signal whistle, the old man, Daxun and others gathered quickly. I asked the old man if he could see the way of this group of immortal banquet pictures, why would Chong Nu carve such a thing here, the old man pondered for a while , is also puzzled.

Everyone could only put the group of fairy pictures aside and start searching in this area. It didn't take long before they really found something.

The bald head took the lead in shouting: "Look, there is a fuel pile here. It seems that Nineteen and they camped here!" Looking at the pile of traces, one can conclude that the people who lit the fire here not long ago must be the nineteenth class, after all, Zong Nu has no fuel in his hands.

We stood at the remaining fuel pile and looked around with the binoculars, and found that apart from the fuel pile, the high priest and others did not leave any clues.

I calculated the time, and felt something was wrong. According to the experience of me and the little cute being trapped and Daxun and others, the [-]th and others wanted us to go to this area ahead of time, indicating that they were also on their way and hadn’t even had a rest. status.

This point, the image left by the electromagnetic field before, is a good proof. The expressions of a group of people in the image are numb after extreme exhaustion, so that I had the illusion that I saw a zombie team.

And now fuel is found here, which means that they have been repaired here. Judging from their speed, their physical fitness should have reached the limit. When camping here, they should rest for a long time.

Whether they are willing or not, the body's endurance can only do this.

So it stands to reason that it wasn't too late when we arrived, even if they left the camp, the team should be around here.

They could have heard me when I blew the whistle.

Could it be that their physical fitness is beyond my expectation, and they have already left this area?Or maybe they're not that far away, but for some reason, can't hear, or respond to our whistles?
As soon as this idea came to my mind, my eyes immediately moved to the direction of the true north. At this moment, we are about to leave the range of the snow-capped mountains. To the north are valleys and forests with a huge drop. cliff.

Did they go down to the bottom of the cliff?
If this is the case, it can explain the situation in front of us. Although the distance between the bottom of the cliff and us is not far, the drop is enough to cover the sound of the signal whistle.

In order to prove my point of view, I immediately signaled to the old man and others to come with me.

A group of people arrived at the edge of the cliff, looked along, and were stunned.

"I'll go..." The bald head murmured, "It's amazing." I saw a small platform that had obviously been artificially polished extending out from the cliff not far from us. There is a huge rock that goes deep into the mountain, so it looks very solid.

And on the edge of the platform, there is a nail-like structure. On this structure, a hanging ladder that looks like it is woven from some kind of vine plant hangs down from the platform.

The vines are flexible, as if they have been brushed with barrels of oil and other things for maintenance. The ladders are not made of logs like ordinary hanging ladders, but the same vines are used, which makes the whole hanging ladder very soft and pleasant. If you climb up and down such a hanging ladder, it is similar to swinging in the air.

The most important thing is that the drop between the mountains and valleys is too large. When I looked down, there was mist under the cliff, and through the mist, I could still see thick greenery.

It seems that our estimate is good. Although Chong Nu is in Benlei Mountain, more precisely, it is in the primeval forest to the north of Benlei Mountain.

In the ancient environment where ferocious beasts were rampant, it was indeed much safer to walk through Benlei Mountain, where animals and plants were difficult to survive, than to go out of the mountain through canyons and jungles.Benlei Mountain is actually just a relatively safe route developed by the worm slaves to lead to the outside world. In addition, this is a meteorite zone, with electromagnetic anomalies, and frequent thunderstorms, which makes people around suspect that those worm slaves are the so-called Thors. messenger.

The old man said: "It seems that the high priest and the others went straight down after resting here."

The bald head stared at the hanging ladder for a while, and said, "To be honest, I've never been afraid of heights, but now I'm standing here, why are my legs weak?" Cowardly, the main reason is that the drop in the canyon is too large, and this hanging ladder is made entirely of vines, which seems too insecure.

So the bald head came up with an idea and said: "I think we should use our own rope." His proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone, but the vines are actually very thick and oiled, so it can be seen that someone has taken care of them. Vine is a very resilient thing, it is no problem to withstand our weight, mainly because of psychological factors.

Immediately, we took out our own ropes. Because the drop was too high, the ropes were not long enough, so we needed a safety buckle to connect several ropes. After all, it is a high-tech material. Although it also dangles in the air, it brings people The sense of fullness is not comparable to that of the hanging ladder next to it.

We fastened the rope to the ground nail structure next to it, and the bald head was still embarrassed by the height and retreated, signaling us to go up first.The cutie laughed at him, and said: "You have grown so strong in vain, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Then he said to me: "Xiao Xu, I'll go down to explore first, and you follow me, but I promised Lao Xu to Take good care of yours."

I felt so ashamed, and thought, can you stop repeating this sentence in front of so many people?This makes me look weak, okay?Besides, it is not certain who protects who!

In order to be a hero, I said: "You are just sick, let me do it." As I said, I pushed the little cutie aside, and started to put on the safety buckle myself.The bald head hid at the end and gave me a thumbs up: "Anyone who is not afraid of heights is a real man, a pure man!"

"You bastard, open your eyes wide and take a good look at how a real man conquered the Grand Canyon." While scolding him, I fixed the safety buckle and started to descend with my equipment on my back.

The drop in the canyon is too high, and it is impossible without psychological pressure. I do my own psychological construction: I have to believe in modern equipment and the gravity of high-tech materials. I am [-]% safe!

Slowly loosening the safety buckle, I began to slide down. In order to relieve the psychological pressure, I tried not to look down, but stared at the cliff in front. In this way, the psychological pressure was indeed relieved. When I reacted When I looked up, I realized that because of the angle of view, the bald head and the others were no longer visible.

(End of this chapter)