"General death is not a big deal. To put it bluntly, our current concrete image is a projection phenomenon. However, if you encounter some dimensional beasts that can devour the soul, it will be troublesome. At the least, it becomes an idiot, and in severe cases, it will die. Therefore, this dimensional beast is a taboo." The little bald man pointed at the huge triangular building over there: "There are also secret realms like that, and there are generally many arrangements that can destroy the soul."

"So dangerous?!" Simba hurriedly hid behind Wang Chong: "Then we are still so close! Simba doesn't want to fight his life!"

For Simba, who has no combat power at all and relies entirely on his mouth, he doesn't want to die.

"I came for it, and danger often indicates opportunities." The little bald man said with a smile. People who live in the empire have an alternative understanding of danger. The more they are afraid of death, the faster they die, because they have no more choices, "The Pyramid of Crov!"

The adventure factor in Wang Chong's bones was also very strong. Looking at this great building, to be honest, he always thought that there were only monsters here, "Why are there human buildings here? Isn't this a world of spiritual consciousness? And this shouldn't be a world of humans?"

Wang Chong was like a curious baby, and Muzi also opened up the conversation and was very happy to chat with people. In the Tutankhamun Empire, Muzi was a taciturn person. It was caused by the environment. How could a young man of this age not like to make friends, especially from the Federation?

The little bald man smiled and said, "In our Tutankhamun Empire, there has always been a legend about pyramids. It is said that it is a civilization. The ancient Egyptian pharaoh built the tomb based on dreams. But no one knows where his dream came from. This puzzle was circulated on the earth for thousands of years in the Sunshine Age. Until later someone entered the fifth dimension world and discovered the pyramids here..."

"What do you mean is that our pyramid comes from the fifth dimension?" Wang Chong was stunned. There seemed to be no soul power in the old era.

The little bald man shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not, whether human architectural imagination comes from the influence of the fifth dimension dream, or whether human thoughts influence the formation of the fifth dimension, I don't know, because the form of existence here is not just from the earth."

Listening to the little bald man's words, Wang Chong nodded frequently, "This is the question of whether the chicken lays eggs or the egg lays chickens."

It has to be said that Muzi's performance completely changed Wang Chong's view of the empire. In the federal education, the empire was just barren and barbaric. The people there probably ate raw. Perhaps some specific technology techniques were gone, but the basic worldview and cognition were not touched from civilized people and passed down from generation to generation, forming the empire's own worldview.

"I also feel that, perhaps one day, as our strength and vision become stronger, this secret will be solved, and this pyramid is what I discovered." Muzi said, his eyes full of yearning for the inside of the pyramid.

"Blow again, how did you find out!" Simba was a little unhappy with the two of them talking, and left him aside.

"It's simple, it appears randomly. I'm lucky. I found it after twelve times, and then set the coordinates. This time I'm going to make a breakthrough. You happen to be here too." Muzi smiled, revealing her white teeth. "Understanding the pyramid of the fifth dimension is very important to our Tutankhamun world."

"If it doesn't hinder, I want to go in and take a look." With Wang Chong's personality, how could he miss such an opportunity? When he saw Mu Zi, Wang Chong really felt that he was not a particularly strange crowd. There are many strange people in this world, and there are even more strangers than him, at least they look even more strange on the surface.

"We can't do it. I'm waiting for a friend, very strong." The little bald man smiled and said, "He should be coming soon."

“Tutankhamun’s?”

"No, he comes from the Pampas Empire. In fact, here, everyone is more willing to know friends who are not in the same continent. Of course, the most important thing is feelings and fate." When the little bald man said this, he suddenly thought of something very important, and turned to look at Wang Chong: "Wang Chong!"

"kindness?"

"Is Coke really delicious?" The little bald head blinked with curious and bright big eyes: "What does that taste like?"

"This..." Wang Chong saw that he thought carefully for a long time just now, thinking that it was a very important question, but he was actually like this, so he was drunk: "How to say it, it's delicious, there are many delicious things."

The little bald man looked very happy when he heard this: "Oh, I really envy you. What I want to try most is Coke and ham sausage, but this thing is too expensive for us."

"What a poor guy!" Simba wiped his eyes: "I'm a little hungry when I said it."

"Thank you, pet." The little bald man showed a bright smile and his little white teeth.

"...You bald man, go and die!"

At this time, in an ancient palace in the Pampas Empire, guards in golden armor were guarding outside the palace.

The door of the hall was closed, and the young man with his upper body sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, slowly closing his eyes.

He entered a state of meditation and meditation, and the space around his body rippled slightly, as if a passage had been opened, a golden shadow broke out from his body and entered another space. At the same time, his body slowly floated in the air as if it had been separated from gravity, as if it had not moved, like a god!

If someone could see Wang Chong and the little bald head on the earth at this time, they would find that Wang Chong's physical condition was similar to that of this young man. Although he was lying flat on the bed, the quilt penetrated through his body, and his whole body could not be seen or touched. As if his body was in another space, the little bald head would be even more magical. His physical body was lying in the coffin, and the coffin with a little blue light merged with the endless desert.

"Aiolos!" the little bald man shouted with a smile.

The golden shadow gradually took shape in the fifth dimension world, as if it appeared out of thin air, and then quickly turned from imaginary to solidity. Seeing the little bald head, he grinned and said, "Little bald head, you came very early."

He soon saw Wang Chong standing next to him: "Who is this kid?"

"He is Wang Chong, he is my friend. He is a federal person and a rare loner." The little bald man introduced enthusiastically: "Wang Chong, this is Aiolos Aiolos. He is from the Pampas Empire. He is like you, a good person. Aiolos, can we enter the pyramid together later?"

In such a dangerous place, everyone is full of vigilance in normal circumstances, but it is strange that the three of them couldn't feel this way at all when they met for the first time.

"Is Wang Chong right? The kids from the Federation rarely have the courage to act alone. It's very interesting. Knowing is fate. Mu Zi is a walker in the underworld, so there will be no problem with seeing people." Aiolos looked at Wang Chong curiously, feeling that his power was very weak, but Mu Zi's ability was very, very special, maybe he had some hidden abilities.
Chapter completed!