Hidden Floating King of Pirates

All the way north, away from the season when there are Akainu, Hidden Hideaway walks on foot in the snow, half carrying and half dragging a blue pheasant, one step is forty centimeters, one minute is seventy-five steps, and he has to rest about every two minutes. Take a minute's rest.

The walking is not fast, nor does it last for a short time, but the rest intervals are very long. Many people may think that the seven-pack abs developed through implicit exercise are completely papery and useless.

But the reality is absolutely not the case.

After all, in order to stun Akainu and resist the cold, Hidden's physical strength had already dropped to less than one-third when he set off.

As for Aokiji, he is similar to Akainu. He is over three meters tall, his body is full of muscles, and he weighs more than three hundred kilograms.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to quadruple his physical strength, even if Schwarzenegger came, at this time, let alone dragging the green pheasant on his back, even if he put it on the ground and dragged it hard, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to drag it for long.

Not to mention, the route that Hidden and Floating was traveling was completely against the wind. Although he didn't feel cold because he was wearing ice-coat, the resistance was still extremely painful.

So now, being able to have this endurance and speed is considered the best rhythm for Yinfu to grit his teeth and stick to.

If you go faster, you may not be able to hold on for too long. If you go slower, your Ningbing Yi may be broken before you reach the end of the land.

"You can't eat snow. Your stomach will cramp. If you cramp, you won't be able to walk. If you can't walk, you will die."

Walking and stopping along the way, Yinfu tried his best to control the fatigue of his muscles and not let himself get too tired. However, he only consumed energy without supply. After about an hour, the huge amount of exercise still inevitably made him feel extremely hungry. It was also very hot up and down, so much so that I almost couldn't help but lie down on the ground and take a bite several times. I could only keep reminding myself of this in my mind, forcing myself to stay rational.

"Damn it, you don't have to play like this"

After marching for another thirty minutes, Yinfu's limbs had begun to tremble slightly due to exerting too much force for a long time. However, at this time, he saw something not far ahead, about thirty degrees above the ground and about 30 meters long. Hundreds of meters of slope.

Looking up at the slope, Yinfu really had the urge to take a detour, but after looking around, he realized that if he took a detour, he didn't know how many more kilometers he would have to walk. After thinking about it silently, he could only grit his teeth and give up the idea. Carrying the green pheasant on my back, I trudged to the bottom of the slope.

Although the slope is not long, because it is steep and covered with snow, if you do not step firmly on one step, you are likely to roll back to the bottom of the slope and start from scratch.

Therefore, in order to ensure a one-time pass as much as possible, Yinfu did not rush to climb the slope. Instead, he put down the green pheasant first, took advantage of the rest to find two branches as thick as his wrist nearby, and then fully recharged his energy. After waiting for five minutes to fully relax the muscles, I picked up the green pheasant again and took the crucial first step.

He placed his left foot on the ground and stepped out with his right foot. The hidden steps were not big, but very steady, and he was immediately stuck in the snow.

Waiting for his right foot to stabilize, Yinfu held the branch with his right hand and inserted it into the snow on the same side but further away. Then he used his right hand and right foot at the same time to lift his left foot and stepped forward suddenly.

After his left foot was firmly planted, Yinfu inserted the branch of his left hand into the snow on the same side but further away. Then he used both left hand and left foot to lift his right foot and stepped forward suddenly.

Just use your hands and feet together, one left and one right, maintaining the rhythm and repeating the cycle.

This method of climbing is popularized in a wild survival program. It is the fastest and most efficient way to climb steep slopes greater than 45 degrees without the aid of any other equipment. The most energy-saving and safest way.

Although the slope of Yinfu is not as steep as in the TV show, it is much more difficult than in the show under the harsh conditions of heavy load, wind and snow, so he can't climb fast enough. It took him ten full seconds to climb. Minutes later, I had only climbed two-thirds of the way. With veins bulging on my forehead, I persisted for another five minutes before finally completing the last third of the climb.

When his back feet completely stepped onto the slope, Yinfu really wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he knew that half of Qingzhi's body was still uphill, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward almost half-kneeling and half-crawling. , until Qingzhi's body was completely dragged up the slope, and then he slowly crawled out from under his body.

"what"

As soon as he lay down on the ground, Yinfu instinctively opened his mouth to gasp, but at the last moment, he forced himself to cover his mouth to hold it back.

"The colder you are in a cold place, the less likely you are to take a deep breath after strenuous exercise, because the cold wind entering the hot lungs is like cold water pouring on a scalding pot, which will greatly stimulate the lungs in an instant and cause severe coughing. In severe cases, It may even lead to lung rupture and bleeding, or respiratory arrest.”

Recalling this passage in my mind, I secretly covered my mouth tighter and forced myself to breathe through my nose. After a full minute, I finally calmed down and the ups and downs of my chest became less exaggerated.

"So tired, so tired"

His breathing gradually calmed down, and a strong sense of exhaustion came uncontrollably from all over Yinfu's body, violently invading his brain, causing his consciousness to blur involuntarily.

"Fuyou, don't be sleepy, get up quickly."

His consciousness sank in the darkness for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, a kind but somewhat urgent call faintly reached Yin Fu's ears, causing his eyelids to move slightly.

"Miscellaneous, I'm so tired. If you let me sleep for another black nana, just one black nana."

It was as if I had returned home, and when I was lying in bed, Yinfu turned over and planned to continue sleeping peacefully.

"Fuyou, don't be sleepy. If you are sleepy again, your breakfast will be cold."

The friendly voice sounded again, a little more anxious than before.

“Breakfast breakfast”

Yinfu opened his eyes suddenly, but the scene he expected did not appear. Only the cold wind was still blowing, cutting his face like a knife.

"so close"

He slowly sat up from the ground, his eyes slightly straightened, and deep in his eyes, there was almost full of fear.

Just now, if he had been sleeping like this, he would have been very clear about what would be waiting for him in this ice and snow.

"My dear, Sun Ya misses En so much. I remember the glutinous rice chicken, cold noodles, tofu skin, and dumplings you played."

That gentle and loving face came to mind again, with faint eyes, as if she could see her busy making breakfast for herself in the kitchen. Her nose twitched, and her eyes gradually turned red. If possible, , I really want to throw myself into that person’s arms and cry properly.

Alas, I can only say that a man doesn’t shed tears easily, but he has not yet reached the point where he is sad.

No matter how mature a person is, there will inevitably be moments of vulnerability, not to mention that Yinfu Manman is just a seventeen-year-old boy, how can he be as strong as a stone?

"breathe"

The mist rolled rapidly in the eyes, quickly blurring Yinfu's vision, but just when the tears were about to fall, Yinfu started to take a deep breath as hard as he did when he was a child, and then he saw that it was about to overflow. His tears were held back by him without even a drop falling.

Tears are a symbol of the weak, and they are also the only means of resistance for the weak when they are bullied and helpless.

Yinfu didn't want to be a weakling, let alone be bullied again, so since before he was ten years old, he had not allowed himself to cry again, even if his head was cut off, even if he bleeds.

"I must live"

His emotions calmed down again, Yinfu clenched his fists tightly, then stood up, turned around, and looked into the distance.