Zheng Zha shrugged. "Let's find some high ground first, otherwise we won't even be able to tell which way the jungle is. But it seems finding high ground won't help either; it's so dark, how far can anyone see?" Zheng Zha looked helplessly at the group; everyone looked completely worn out. So, he used his Qinggong to leap onto the crown of a tall tree, scanning left and right, then pointed toward the east. "That way, there's a small stream over there."

Hearing about a stream energized everyone. After Zheng Zha jumped down from the treetop, the others followed him, hurrying toward the stream. About ten minutes later, a narrow stream, roughly two meters wide, appeared before them. Eve let out a cheer, kicked off her shoes, and ran down, while the rest of them approached the stream with smiles. Some drank water, others washed their hands, but only Zheng Zha quietly surveyed the stream's surroundings. For some inexplicable reason, entering this jungle made him uneasy; he constantly felt as if countless unseen eyes were watching them.

"No matter what, we rest here tonight. Tomorrow, we'll search for the Scorpion King's pyramid together."

Meanwhile, at the edge of the jungle on the other side of the ravine, a bald giant led a group of men in black into the foliage. As the bald giant entered the trees, he frowned slightly. This expression immediately piqued the curiosity of an old man beside him, who asked, "Master, have you found something? Isn't this where the Scorpion King's pyramid is located?" The bald giant shook his head. "No, this is the place. As soon as I entered the jungle, I felt a suffocating pressure. It feels... as if I'm being watched by many things. Hahaha, this is indeed the Sacred Desert, the very place where the Army of the Death God slumbers. Let's go find that team and seize the Bracelet of the Death God from their hands. Hahahaha!" The men in the group cheered, following the bald giant deeper into the jungle.

On the other side, Zheng Zha and his group knew Imhotep would relentlessly pursue them, but at the moment, there was nothing they could do but build a campfire by the stream and roast some food for dinner. They owed this meal to Zheng Zha; after digging the pit for the fire, he used the Spear of Judgment to impale several small fish in the stream. Although small, in this remote place, these fish were plump and large—just belonging to the smaller species category. Yet, they tasted incredibly fresh; even pregnant Eve, who normally couldn't stand fishy smells, finished an entire roasted fish.

Afterward, they drank some wine and chatted about trivial matters. The main topic, however, was the group asking Zheng Zha about the nature of the "Main God" space. Since revealing details about the "Main God" space now wouldn't cost points or result in erasure, Zheng Zha openly explained the space in detail. Of course, he didn't mention that this world was a horror movie world, as that would be too disheartening. He merely described the marvels of the "Main God" space, which instantly filled everyone with awe and longing.

Perhaps the most eager was Jonathan. Drool pooled at the corners of his mouth when he heard that precious metals like gold were as cheap as sand in the "Main God" space, obtainable with just a few reward points. He immediately began lobbying Zheng Zha, hoping to trade gold for items from this world. Naturally, Zheng Zha rejected such a proposal. After all, staying in this world for one day cost five reward points; he wasn't overflowing with points, so there was no reason to agree to such a deal.

When everyone else fell asleep, Zheng Zha got up to continue practicing his Neili (internal energy) and Vampire energy. Given his current physical conditioning and mental fortitude, going a day or two without sleep was no issue, but his daily training of Neili and Vampire energy could not be neglected. No matter what, he hoped to increase his strength further and further.

"Not planning to sleep?" The voice of the black-clad, bearded man suddenly cut through the quiet air.

Zheng Zha didn't turn around, still standing and silently circulating his Neili. He simply replied flatly, "Uh, these next couple of days are critical. I'll take the first watch, and I can also use the time to train my Neili and Vampire energy." The black-clad man seemed intrigued. He asked curiously, "I've heard you mention those two energies. The Vampire energy can wield wondrous magic, correct? Then what good is your Neili? I haven't seen you use it." Zheng Zha gave a wry smile. "That's because I lack the specific methods to use Neili. In China, we have something called Wugong (Martial Arts), which requires Neili as the energy source to unleash powerful—well, think of it as an alternative form of close-combat magic. But I don't know any Wugong. Oh, and my Qinggong is a type of skill similar to Wugong, only I use a trick to apply it."

The black-clad man suddenly understood. "You mean the skill that lets you leap several meters and run incredibly fast? That skill is truly powerful. Mysterious East! If my clansmen knew the Qinggong you possess, our strength would likely be enough to drive out every foreign invader from Egypt! Alas..." Zheng Zha smiled faintly. He murmured, "This Qinggong was also exchanged from the 'Main God.' In fact, I've always suspected one thing: the 'Main God' likely adjusts mission difficulty based on my strength. Because, for someone I know, who was significantly weaker than I am now, he managed to complete this mission alone, and he didn't complete it by returning afterward—he truly finished it within one horror movie world session. If the base reward for completing the mission is a B-rank side plot and 5000 reward points, if I return here and complete it early, I get double the reward, but I have to accept 100% difficulty. The reward points he mentioned were clearly three times the base reward, so he likely accepted an even more terrifying difficulty, yet his strength at the time was probably less than mine."

"So I can assume the 'Main God' sets the difficulty based on my maximum power, perhaps pushing to the limit where I might die within that power level. This way, I don't die, but I'm kept on the brink of death, allowing me to evolve through life-and-death crises. But how does it gauge my power limit? I can only assume it considers my Quality Points, enhanced attributes, enhanced skills, and the weapons I've exchanged. In other words, if I could realize some hidden potential ability on my own—something self-created—the 'Main God' might not be able to threaten me with the same level of difficulty." As he spoke, Zheng Zha's eyes glazed over in a trance. He had used the third stage of unlocking his Gene Lock to simulate Chu Xuan's personality. After completing this chain of reasoning, he suddenly roared, and a red line shot down from the center of his forehead. Simultaneously, a stream of energy was visibly surging upward from his Dantian in his abdomen. When the two converged at his heart, Zheng Zha instantly vanished from the rock he was standing on. The black-clad man only saw a meter-deep crater suddenly appear in a thick tree in the distance, followed by the incessant sound of fists impacting. By the time he snapped back to attention, the massive tree had been violently smashed apart by Zheng Zha’s bare fists—the sheer power was horrifying.

"Instantly unleash all my Vampire energy and Neili, letting them collide and surge through my entire body. Using the explosive power generated by their mutual impact, this force allows me to gain ten times, or even more, power and speed for ten seconds. Combined with the neurological reaction speed from the third stage of unlocking the Gene Lock and the skills I've grasped in the ten-plus days in this world, I call it... 'Explosion!'" Zheng Zha appeared beside the shattered tree stump. He turned back and smiled at the black-clad man, then shot a spurt of blood from his body, followed quickly by another from a different patch of skin. Seconds later, Zheng Zha was almost entirely covered in blood. Not only the black-clad man but everyone else awakened by the noise shouted and rushed over. Zheng Zha felt a warmth in his heart, seeing their anxious expressions and hearing their concerned words; he could clearly feel how much they worried about him. These are comrades. "It can't be helped; the power generated by the collision and clash of the two energies is too immense. My body simply cannot bear it. Within half an hour after use, I won't even be able to move my fingers, and tiny capillaries, even some larger blood vessels throughout my body, will rupture. A normal person would have bled to death long ago." Zheng Zha smiled wryly. He sprayed himself with coagulant, and combined with his increasingly evident Vampire constitution, such injuries vanished within ten minutes—not a single torn patch of skin remained. Aside from the blood coating his body, there was no indication he had been injured previously. This was providence: an utterly explosive move required the high regenerative ability of a Vampire to sustain it; otherwise, someone with different enhanced attributes might die after only one or two uses, incapable of recovering like Zheng Zha, who could still manage to stagger to the stream for a wash, appearing much more refreshed.

"'Explosion,' my skill. Come on, 'Main God,' let me see what terrifying difficulty you have prepared for me!" He leaped toward the stream...

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