Click, click, click...
As Jiao San lifted his other foot, the gravity of his whole body pressed down. In addition, he was carrying dozens of kilograms of gold on his back, so the sound of the bones being broken under his feet became even crisper and louder, and even sank down to his ankles.
The sound of bones being broken really requires a lot of mental strength to be able to endure.
Especially looking at the endless white bones around, standing on these bones, it feels like being in purgatory, stepping on billions of dead souls...
Jiao San took a deep breath and tried his best to overcome his psychological barriers. Holding the mining lamp in his left hand and the black gold ancient knife in his right hand, he stepped on these white bones step by step and walked straight east in the direction indicated by Greg.
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