Journey to another world starting from slime

They seemed to know that Zhang Ye would look at them at this moment.

Like, they know everything.

Then he found that every time he took a step forward, the strength in his body would dissipate.

If he keeps going forward like this, will he lose all his strength and become a mortal?

He thought so, then took a step back.

Strength regained some.

One step forward, the power is weakened by one point.

He suddenly understood something, no longer hesitated, and strode forward.

And the anxious girls suddenly became quiet.

Because they suddenly saw that the stone statues he passed by suddenly unraveled the petrification.

The scars on their bodies are disappearing, as if they have returned to the peak of their lives.

They all put down their hands, looked back at the girls, with a bright smile on their faces, and then looked at Zhang Ye again, watching him step by step towards the core pyramid.

He is still moving forward, step by step, without stopping, and he even started running.

And the faster he ran, the faster his strength dissipated.

There seems to be some kind of law here.

He can't release magic, can't use magic power, can't fly, he can only keep his feet on the ground and move forward step by step.

Finally, he came to the foot of the core pyramid.

His current cultivation base has been weakened to the holy level.

Then, he took a step up the steps.

Tenth order!

Take another step.

Ninth order!

In this way, he took ten steps, and his cultivation base directly dropped to the zeroth rank, that is, a mortal.

All his strength disappeared, as if he had just come into this world, only possessing the strength that belonged to mortals.

Looking at the [-]-level staircase, Zhang Ye's eyes trembled slightly.

Can mortals reach the top?

But the next moment, he stopped thinking about these things, and took the No.11 step resolutely.

This step did not weaken his strength any more.

He climbed up step by step like this.

One hundred steps, two hundred steps, three hundred steps...

He was getting more and more tired, so he could only lower his head, watch his steps, and climb up step by step.

A thousand steps!

Three thousand steps!

He was very tired and his feet were sore, but the height he climbed was far less than one-tenth of the pyramid.

His legs were already numb, and his body seemed to have no strength left.

He raised his head to see how high he was.

However, when he looked up, he saw a stone statue sitting on the steps in front of him,

His body was still full of scars, very similar to those stone statues he saw earlier.

The difference was that he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Ye.

In his hand was a glass of water, and he looked at him with a smile.

The scarred smile seemed to encourage him.

"A little further up."

He seems to be saying so.

Seeing this, Zhang Ye exhaled and nodded, "Okay!"

Then he took the glass of water and drank it down.

This water is naturally not ordinary water, otherwise it wouldn't be able to exist here all the time.

Even after countless tens of thousands of years, it is still clear.

When the glass of water was drunk, Zhang Ye immediately felt refreshed, and his physical strength, which had been almost bottomed out, recovered in an instant.

Of course, his strength is still only for mortals.

He put the cup back into the stone statue's hand and said softly, "Thank you."

Then, keep going.

The moment he passed the statue, the statue came to life.

He stood up and looked at him like the stone statue below.

keep climbing.

Four thousand steps!

Five thousand steps!

Six thousand steps!

He was exhausted again, not only thirsty, but also cold.

He looked up again, and this time, he saw a stone statue sitting on the steps in front of him.

He was still bruised, but this time, his upper body had no clothes.

In his hand, he held a glass of water and a set of old thermal clothes that fluttered gently in the wind.

Six thousand steps is considered high altitude.

It was very windy and cold here, and that glass of water and that worn thermal suit were exactly what he needed.

After all, he's just a mortal now.

After drinking water, I regained my strength.

Get dressed and feel the warmth.

He nodded towards the stone statue, and said again: "Thank you."

Then, move on.

When he climbed up to the third thousand steps this time, he was still not exhausted, perhaps because his body had already adapted to such high-intensity exercise for ordinary people.

He didn't need water yet, but he subconsciously looked up anyway.

Sure enough, a statue was seen again.

It's just that he didn't sit on the steps, but turned his back to himself, facing upwards, and opened his arms, as if embracing the sky.

Zhang Ye walked to his side, patted his shoulder lightly, and then continued to climb up.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that his lips were frozen by the high altitude cold.

He had to lick it away bit by bit with his tongue.

The higher you go, the thinner the air, the stronger the wind, the heavier the snow, and even hail from time to time.

The thick thermal clothing that looked worn out on him really kept him warm.

If it weren't for this thermal clothing, he might have either been frozen to death or crushed to death by hailstones.

But the higher you go, the harder the steps become.

Because there is already thick snow in front of me, the steps are completely invisible.

Zhang Ye could only go up cautiously based on his feeling, and he couldn't be careless at all.

But even so, accidents still happened.

A gust of wind suddenly hit him, his body swayed, his feet slipped, and he fell directly backward.

He fell down, and he was about to turn around in the mid-air, but at this moment, the gust of wind came again.

It actually blew him directly into the sky.

After a while, the gust of wind stopped, and Zhang Ye fell down uncontrollably.

With his current mortal body, let alone high altitude, even if he falls from a height of six or seven meters, he will belch farts.

Just when he thought it was all over.

His body stopped suddenly.

He froze for a moment, then turned his head to look, and saw that the stone statue in the embrace gesture he saw before had already embraced him.

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Chapter 1092 Thank you

On the face of the stone statue, there seemed to be some blame, blaming him for being careless.

Zhang Ye quickly got off the stone statue, scratched his hair and laughed, "I will be more careful."

With that said, he thanked the stone statue and continued to climb up.

After falling down hundreds of steps in a row, I had to climb again.

But Zhang Ye wasn't discouraged at all. On the contrary, there was a warm feeling in his heart. Even the wind and snow outside couldn't affect him in the slightest.

Finally, he climbed up a thousand steps without stopping again.

Exhausted again.

He looked up and saw a hand stretched out in front of him.

It was still a scarred stone statue.

Without hesitation, Zhang Ye grabbed the hand of the stone statue and pulled himself up.

After he came up, he realized that there was a hole here.

This hole did not exist in the pyramid itself, but was chiseled out by someone.

Looking at the pickaxe and sledgehammer on the back of the stone statue, Zhang Ye also understood.

It was this kid who dug a hole in the pyramid!

Well done!

With this hole, I can finally take a good rest.

Looking around the hole, the hole is not big, only a few square meters, but it is unimaginably difficult to dig such a big hole in this pyramid with a mortal body.

Moreover, Zhang Ye also discovered that there was a stone statue in the cave.

At the first glance, the stone statue was facing him, with its hands outstretched, and a backpack in it.

The style of the backpack is very modern.

Zhang Ye was taken aback for a moment, then walked over to take the backpack, and found that there were some food, water, and a few injections of adrenaline in the bag.

"Is it for me?" Zhang Ye asked towards the stone statue.

The stone statue didn't answer, but the smile on his face seemed to have answered everything.

"Thank you." Zhang Ye nodded solemnly, then ran outside again, and thanked the stone statue that "helped me".

Then, he began to rest in the cave.

There was still a sleeping bag in the cave. After eating and drinking some water, Zhang Ye was ready to rest.