Chapter 142: Another way

Although I already have the power comparable to Spider-Man and Captain Stars and Stripes, sadly, I still can't lift this one-meter-high marble block.
In other words, is this really a marble block?
With a skeptical attitude, I once again examined the rocks in front of me.
After entering the eye, the most obvious feature: white.
It's like an air-dried skeleton, without the slightest noise.
Take off the handguard and stroke the surface of the stone: rough.
Absolutely rough, it feels the same as touching an old tree bark.
Putting on his handguards again, he knocked on the stone surface, and made deep and muffled noises.
There is no doubt that it is solid.
Sitting cross-legged on the opposite side, I wrinkled my eyebrows and thought hard. After a few minutes, I came to a sad conclusion: this is indeed an authentic piece of marble!
After spending such a long time, only one huge piece of marble was unearthed?
And it's the least valuable and most common kind all over the street?
This sudden heavy blow broke the last line of reason in my mind.
A weird smile flew on the corners of my lips: "Ha ha, ha ha ha ha, okay, since it's so predestined, let's do it!"
Then, with a broken posture, I tried my best and vowed to lift this marble block that had a ‘bad relationship’ with me out of this two-meter deep pit.
If there are onlookers nearby, the picture I must see is like this: a young man with a broken smile, open a pair of eyes that shoot out strange eyes, squatting on a horse, using both hands, exhausted With strength, he tried to lift the one-meter-high marble block in front of him.
What a tragic and weird scene!
Under my violent lifting, the marble block is like being lifted by a crane, rising at a uniform rate inch by inch. Although the rising speed is not fast, the rising momentum is full.
This is a contest between manpower and gravity. Although there are no colorful moves and colorful lights, it is still a wonderful contest!
The biggest attraction is the challenger Mr. An Xiaoyi. His broken expression and his flying posture fully reflect the highest state of manpower, that is-the power of flying. !
Although some people say that the power of breastfeeding is the ultimate strength of human beings, has anyone ever thought that human beings will only have facial distortions and moments when their smiles collapse when they are flying. Will truly devote his whole body and even all energy into it.
All these efforts are for the instant pleasure after Tongxiang!
Therefore, the power of pulling Xiang is the strongest manpower!
Look at An Xiaoyi again, with the strongest force, oh no, lift the huge marble block up with the power of pulling Xiang, and lift it up every minute, inch by inch, the top of the marble block has reached deep The edge of the pit, the bottom of the marble block, is already close to An Xiaoyi's knee!
Come on, An Xiaoyi, sprint!
The above are all Narrator's self-reports.
When the marble block was flush with my knees, there was a sense of heroism in my heart again: as long as you work harder, work harder, the stone will be pushed out by me!
However, in an instant, my entire face changed color.
Not only that, my arms began to tremble, my legs also began to tremble, and even my whole body was trembling.
I was not poisoned, I was not electrocuted, and I did not have the urge to urinate or shit. However, my body felt so uncomfortable to tremble. The reason is that I can feel that in the depths of my intestines The magnificent momentum is coming with unstoppable momentum!
Yes, it's fart!
It's a huge and magnificent fart!
It's a thick that makes me feel the bitterness of my first love, and I feel ashamed to say it!
Facing the magnificent fart, I can only do my best to stop, resist, try to turn it into a more surging stamina, and help me lift the marble block!
However, I still underestimate this magnificent thick fart, it is like a class teacher in the student period, checking the phenomenon of puberty love, as long as you relax slightly, it will find loopholes in the first time and launch a general attack. Kill your bitter and wonderful first love completely in the bud!
In my current state, it is more dangerous and difficult than hiding my first love, because, on the one hand, what I have to face is the thick coming from the intestines, and on the other hand, I am holding it flat in front of me. Huge block of marble.
As long as you relax a little, both sides will collapse at the same time!
"It must be held, it must be held!" I kept muttering in my heart.
Then, I felt that the marble block held flat in front of me shook slightly.
I hurriedly focused my attention in front of me, and muttered again in my heart: "Don't fall, don't fall!"
With this distraction, the fart came up again.
So I quickly concentrated on dealing with ass.
The marble is swaying again...
After tossing like this for four or five minutes, the thick was finally suppressed by me.
I let out a long sigh of detachment, and this moment of completeness made me forget that there was a piece of marble that was more than one meter high in front of me.
then......
I was pressed down by the inclined marble block.
Then, that fart feeling swept through again, puff~~~~~
Released a smell of fermented breakfast.
My head tilted, my feet kicked, pawn!
Uh, well, I was joking.
In fact, I just couldn't breathe under the weight of this heavy marble.
Don't doubt, my current strength is close to Marvel heroes!
Hold my breath, don't let the smell of fart running around affect my mind-it's so stinky, I can't stand it myself!
With a force of both arms, I pushed down the marble block that was pressing on my body. I took a long breath, and then I was in tears by the smell of my ass.
After dancing and dancing for a long time, he finally dispelled the domineering smell.
I wiped my sweat and looked at the marble lying in front of me for a while. I felt that it was not feasible to lift it up with my own strength. It has far surpassed the strongest weight I can bear.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to turn this marble over to see what is on the other side of it. If there is really nothing, I will think of another way.
Because I always feel that if this piece of marble is buried in the soil, there must be a secret to it!
After making up my mind, I grabbed one side with both hands and applied force again. With a muffled sound, the marble was turned over by me.
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