Xiao Feng rarely regrets anything, but at this moment, watching the person walking ahead, with a large dark green stain behind them, and a nauseating stench wafting over from time to time, he couldn't help but feel like he'd shot himself in the foot.
While walking on flat ground earlier, he hadn't felt much, but now it was quite suffocating.
However, since they were walking up the stairs with their heads down and the person ahead was just cannon fodder used for triggering traps, his mood improved somewhat.
After walking up for half an hour, Xiao Feng paused: "By the time, we must have ascended about a hundred meters, right?"
Lin Zhiyan turned around and glanced, replying: "Judging from the angle of the stairs and the time we've been walking, that's correct. What are you trying to say?"
"Good, we're getting more and more in sync. From just this one sentence, you knew I was about to say more?" Xiao Feng said with a smile.
