There is nothing else in this place except the "pyramid" in front of him. The so-called king's sword can only be on this tower.
The three continued to climb upwards.
The scorching sun was scorching hot, and the solid and flat stones gradually became hot.
I don't know how many floors they climbed, they stopped to rest, looked down, and laughed when they saw Pan Xiaoxin who was still climbing the steps below.
"It's okay, kid, why didn't you just roll off!" a tall and thin man shouted.
Pan Xiaoxin stopped, looked up at them, then withdrew his gaze and rested in place.
He always kept a distance of more than 20 steps from those three people.
"Hey!" The tall and thin man laughed and shouted again, "Little devil, aren't you in a hurry? If you don't catch up, the sword will be taken away by us!"
Pan Xiaoxin ignored it and silently took out water from his schoolbag to drink, looking very calm.
This made the tall and thin man very embarrassed. He grabbed a small handful of gravel and raised his hand to throw it, but was stopped by someone beside him.
"Daniel," said a strong dark-skinned man. "He's just a kid."
"I know." The tall and thin man smiled, "Just play him~"
Saying that, he threw the handful of gravel in his hand—
The small stones rolled down the steps, bounced, and sparsely fell to Pan Xiaoxin's side. One or two hit Zhong Xiaoxin's back. He looked back at them.
The tall, thin man named Daniel grinned, smiling as if he had succeeded in mischief.
Pan Xiaoxin frowned, "Childish."
Daniel: "… "
Pan Xiaoxin took out a folding umbrella from his schoolbag, opened it, blocked his body, and continued to rest.
Daniel snorted, "The little brat is quite a drag."
He had nothing to do, looked up at the sky, the sun made the skin itchy, and the air was unusually hot.
"I brought an umbrella in when I knew it." Daniel squeezed the empty bottle after drinking the water, and rummaged in his bag again. There was no sunshade.
"Do you still have water?" asked another buddy named Miut. "I only brought one bottle."
The black man took a bottle from his bag and handed it over, "Why don't you bring a few more bottles?"
"Who knew that this kind of game would be encountered, and the preparation time was rushed..." Mute raised his head to drink water to relieve the heat, "I think the speed can be slowed down in the back, this tower is too high, the sun is too poisonous, and it is difficult to climb fast. No."
Daniel disagreed: "This place is not covered. If you climb slowly, you are not afraid of being dried out? Better hurry up and climb to a place with a tree to rest!"
Mute frowned, "But it's still a long way from the tree..."
Daniel pointed to the bottom and said, "Not a single child shouted."
Miut frowned and looked at the black man, "Bruce, what's your opinion?"
The black man said solemnly: "We don't have much water, and if the speed is too fast, it will easily overdraw our physical strength. In case of heatstroke, it will be bad, so we should keep the speed moderate. It is noon now, and when the sun goes down, it should not be so hot. "
Mute nodded. "Yes, we can wait until the sun goes down to speed up."
Daniel curled the corners of his mouth and replied lazily, "Okay, just do it like this."
The three rested for a few more minutes, packed their bags, and climbed up again.
Pan Xiaoxin pays attention to them all the time. Seeing that they are starting to act, he quickly cleans up and climbs up.
getting hotter.
The stairs stacked with boulders were hot, and the dim tree shadows in the distance seemed more and more distant in the heat wave.
The three people in front were inevitably sweating profusely, and the water quickly ran out.
Daniel looked down and found that Pan Xiaoxin was still following them closely, and his heart could not help but jump.
"Damn, why is this little brat still following?"
He stopped, unloaded his backpack, and pulled out a slingshot.
"What are you doing?" Bruce frowned. "That's just a kid."
"Although he's just a child, he's also an enemy." Daniel aimed at Pan Xiaoxin below and raised the corners of his mouth, "There will be no future troubles, isn't it?"