After the second-generation official Nakrite escaped, the crowds of onlookers quickly dispersed.

Aragaki Hiroshi and the others went back to the camp tent and began to prepare for climbing the mountain.

There are three things that need to be prepared, food, drinking water and cold-proof clothing. The food is the special energy food provided by the red-haired girl to thank him for her help, and the clothes are given by the old warrior.

In addition, since the Zeta sublimator has turned into a stone, Aragaki Hiro also found a large backpack to wrap it up and carry it behind his back. However, when he felt a heavy lump behind him, he finally sighed why the sublimator was not smaller.

Some of the clothes left were not sold out, but the old soldier still chose to see Aragaki off.

He looked at Aragaki Hiro, as if he had recalled his past, and sighed: "This road is not easy to walk. Many people who were defeated by the top of the warrior will not have the courage to challenge again for the rest of their lives."

Aragaki smiled and said, "Don't worry, my journey cannot stop here. I still have people to save. But you, senior, why don't you try it again? Maybe you can get the power to change everything."

"Every creature has its own limits of its own ability. When I climbed there, I knew that my limit was only that. If I walked forward, I would die." The old soldier said expressionlessly, then patted Aragaki on the shoulder, "But I think you are good, maybe you can really succeed."

Aragaki saw the loneliness in the eyes of the old warrior. The longer he stayed in the warrior's top, the more he could not get rid of the constraints of being a loser.

He nodded to the old soldier, his eyes firm, "I will succeed."

Then, under the gaze of the old warrior, Aragaki left the camp alone and headed towards the top of the mountain on the top of the warrior. Although there was only a vast white wind and snow in front of him, it could not blind the light he was looking for.

After passing the entrance area again, there was still a relatively flat hillside in front of me. Over the years, countless soldiers walked past here, so there was a very obvious path along the footsteps of the warrior summit, leaving behind the footsteps of our predecessors.

After officially starting the mountain climb, almost no one had the heart to communicate with others anymore, and everyone was concentrating on resisting the coldness of the top of the warriors.

It was the easiest section of the road at the beginning, so there were many peers along the way, but even the first journey was already unbearable for many people.

The top of Warriors seems to have the same pressure on every challenger. Although some cosmic people are obviously stronger than other cosmic people, the pain they suffer seems to be the same. The higher they go, the more people withdraw, their bodies cannot tolerate the cold, and further down are looking for death.

After walking a section of the road at the foot of the mountain, half of the climbers who were traveling with him had left. Even Aragaki Hiro couldn't help but rub his hands and stomp his feet. He felt that the blood flow rate in his body had been frozen and slowed down, and his body became stiff.

The next journey suddenly became steeper, with rocky mountain walls one after another, and due to the snow, dodging not only slipped but also hiding potential dangers, so some people were persuaded to retreat here.

This section of the road is also extremely unfavorable for Aragaki Hiro. Climbing the mountain wall is something he has never dabbled in, but he has no room for retreat.

One climber after another hung on the mountain wall. Some use professional mountaineering equipment such as hook claws and nail ropes, while others rely on their rich experience to climb with their bare hands. Some strong climbers can even use their hands to cut a hole in the rock as a fulcrum to exert force.

Aragaki Hiro followed them silently, quickly learning their movements, and trying to accurately imitate the climbers at every step. He cannot make mistakes. As the height of the climbing height is higher, any mistake may lead to an endless consequence.

Fortunately, with Zeta's one-hearted body, his body became stronger and stronger, and the training of cosmic boxing improved his control and learning ability of his limbs. It took only one day to master the tricks of rock climbing.

But the itinerary of this day was only one-fifth of the total journey, and by night, Aragaki Hiro was exhausted.

This day's climbing had already allowed him to experience the cruelty of the warrior's peak. As the cold air poured into his throat, he brought a knife-like pain every time he breathed. His hands and feet had already been frozen and stiff, and accompanied by unbearable pain.

The cold at the top of the warrior is not as simple as other places to make people unconscious, but will always bring you pain and continue to increase until it is unbearable.

He gritted his teeth and climbed onto a platform with a slower terrain. It was dark and it was too risky to continue moving forward, so he simply chose to rest on the spot.

Climbers often fall on the mountain walls in the distance, and some people survive with their rock nails and hooks. Most of the people who fell down were in danger, either dead or seriously injured.

But in such a ghost place, no one cares about the life or death of others, so the seriously injured will probably die slowly in the pain of being on the verge of death.

Aragaki took some food, took out the close-fitting kettle from his arms and drank a few sips, and then quickly stuffed it back to the cold. The benefits of doing this were obvious, for example, the few sips of water he had just drank were still warm, and he suddenly felt like he was alive.

After sitting for a while, he found that his body became more and more stiff, and even raising his hand became more difficult. He didn't dare to sit quietly anymore, but instead did squats and push-ups and other activities to keep his body warm until dawn.

The painful night passed like this. During this period, he did not dare to close his eyes. On the contrary, he had to constantly consume his physical strength to maintain calories. The cold wind on the snowy mountain and the pain on his body all turned into a heavy hammer, ravaging his nerve called "Participation".

He found that such pain was terrible and gave up whenever he thought about it, but now he is in such pain.

So he told himself: Don’t think about these pains, don’t think about so much. It’s enough to remember what you want to do, just remember what you do for.

The Zeta sublimator on his back was still heavy on his shoulders. He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain and began the next day's itinerary.

After a day and a night, only a few climbers who were visible to the naked eye were left, mostly scattered and hidden in the wind and snow without seeing each other.
Chapter completed!