Chapter 5

"Anchor, are you drowning?"

"Anchor, don't you climb up the island and wait for sharks in the sea?"

"Anchor 66666, soak Superman in salt water in one minute!"

A lot of care is full.

Wang Dali was slightly moved.

"Dear friends, I can't stay much longer in the sea. I can feel that my temperature is losing rapidly, but I seem to have good luck. As long as I climb the mysterious island behind me, I may survive. However, this is a cliff. Whether I can climb it will be a challenge!" Wang Dali showed a desperate sad look.

The super camera wisely gave Wang Dali a close-up of his face.

"666, is the anchor going to broadcast rock climbing?"

"Shit, no safety rope?"

"The anchor is joking about his life!"

"Congratulations to the anchor for challenging death"

"Well, I'm going to start now!"

Wang Dali coaxed, "there is no way. Although it is dangerous, in order to survive, I have to make the choice of unarmed rock climbing!"

Wang Dali started climbing because he had acquired the primary climbing skills. Once the skills were obtained, they would be deeply rooted in Wang Dali's instinct.

Like swimming, once learned, it exists in body memory. Even if you lose memory, this skill will not be lost.

Wang Dali climbs quickly and smoothly. Although he is unarmed, he is no worse than a professional climber.

After climbing more than a dozen hands and about four meters away from the sea, Wang Dali turned to the camera and said, "audience friends, unarmed rock climbing is very dangerous, not to mention that I don't have any insurance props now. Nine times out of ten, I will die if I miss it. Therefore, if it's not necessary, please don't easily imitate me!"

"Sleeper, anchor, are you showing your rock climbing skills? How many paragraphs do you have?"

"Yes, the anchor is bragging in disguise -"

"I admire the anchor's fierce rock climbing, comparable to professional players"

"The anchor is so smelly. I've decided to reward you with a big sword!"

"Be careful, anchor. Don't fall. I'm looking forward to you reaching the top."

"Weak, can you turn the camera around? We want to see the situation on the stormy sea and cliffs!"

Wang Dali looks at the super camera. With Wang Dali's eyes, the camera picture rotates slowly, shooting the head rocks rising along the coast and the mysterious and terrible atmosphere of the whole island.

The picture looks up and takes pictures on the cliff. In the light of lightning, the man-made black stone buildings on the cliff are faintly visible. A huge giant animal spine fossil extends from the cliff top to the coast.

Seeing this terrible scene, some people were frightened.

Countless messages appeared on the live video.

"I wipe it. I say where have I seen this environment? It seems to be the legendary Skeleton Island!"

"Surprisingly, there is a skeleton island in the world. It's unscientific!"

"Science is useless. I seriously doubt that the anchor has been involved in a mysterious sea area like the Bermuda Triangle!"

"The absolute force is the death Island occupied by the God of death!"

"Shit, don't log in. I think your seal hall is black. It must be a disaster of blood!"

"Anchor, don't go. You'd rather die than go up!"

Wang Dali sighed: "Dear viewers, there is no retreat behind me now. Only by climbing the cliff at night, trying to cross the high cliff and stay away from those indigenous tribes, can I survive. Otherwise, once dawn, I may be exposed!"

"Once exposed, my fate can be imagined. Therefore, there is not much time left for me. I must find a place to hide before dawn!"

Wang Dali started climbing again.

At the same time, Wang Dali summoned his panel attribute in his mind. How to allocate 7 God points?

7 points God points, stretched, distributed, a drop in the bucket, and little effect.

The island is full of dangers. Even if all 7 points are added to physique, endurance, will and agility, the effect is not great.

"Well, when there is a great disparity in the balance of power, luck is the king!"

Wang Dali gritted his teeth and added all the 7 points of God to his luck, and 21 points to his luck. In the dark, Wang Dali seemed to flash a little golden light on his head.

21 points of luck, beyond the lucky value of ordinary people, reflects the supernatural beyond the ordinary.

Wang Dali naturally did not know this.

"Hey, there's a survivor?"

Wang Dali raised his eyes to the sea and vaguely saw a man floating on a sampan, motionless in the sea.

"66666, the anchor seems to have found a survivor"

"I don't know if I'm still alive. The anchor, go and save people!"

"Are you a survivor on the queen of Brunei?"

"Shit, I finally saw the second survivor!"

"If everyone on the Brunei queen dies, it will be the greatest tragedy in the whole world!"

"Anchor, go and save people. I'll reward you with three space warships!"