Chapter 1357: Chapter 28: Life Completion Manual (Part 1)_4

Soon, night fell, and he slept deeply.

It was in this dream that he encountered a towering mountain he had never imagined. The mountain seemed to have thousands of feet, layered and towering straight into the clouds, filling his vision with an indescribable grandeur.

Upon seeing this mountain, the mountain climber confirmed that this was the mountain he would spend his life climbing.

He must climb this mountain!!

The mountain climber joyfully began to climb the mountain within his dream.

The first mountain was no different from the mountain he was climbing, only more perilous and magnificent. It had five protruding, filthy-looking peaks, six deep ravines that plunged down from the heights, four solitary cliffs carved by the deft hands of nature, and silver waterfalls hanging down like ribbons from the universe.

The journey was extremely difficult, but relying on his rich experience, he reached the top of this mountain range. Gasping for breath, he looked back and found two gigantic mountain ranges, each higher than the last, leading to an unknown destination.

The mountain climber didn’t want to give up and wanted to continue climbing, but just then, a nearby boulder grew human features and suddenly spoke, 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Sir, sir! I am the stone that lives here. It’s been a long time since anyone else has come up. People like you are truly one in a million, almost making me forget I am a stone."

"I’m going to continue climbing now, goodbye."

"You are going to keep climbing?"

"Yes."

"Take my advice; this is the limit of what humans can climb. The two mountains ahead are each higher and more perilous than the last. You can’t climb them on your own. Humans living at the base of this mountain is enough; why climb higher?"

"No, I must keep climbing higher."

"Alright, then I can only wish you good luck. I’ve heard that at the top of the last mountain live Angels and God, if possible, please meet them on my behalf."

"Okay."

Thus, the mountain climber continued to climb.

At the second peak, there was lightning and thunder, and because he had climbed so high and so deep, the nearby thunder began to strike his bones, turning them into powder, making it impossible to stand, forcing him to climb on his knees. Initially, he found it hard to adapt, but he soon found his rhythm, and continued climbing.

Soon, a heavy rain began to fall from the sky, and the raindrops, upon contact, corroded and dissolved his recognizable appearance and flesh, flowing away with the surface water. He lost everything, skin and organs, recognizable and existent memories, yet he still climbed with all his might.

Finally, he crossed razor-sharp cliffs, through a jungle as scorching as Hell, and finally arrived before the third peak.

There was a tightly closed gate in front of the third peak, guarded by an angel under God’s throne, who saw the climbing mountain climber and asked,

"What are you?"

"I am a mountain climber."

"I mean, what species are you? I can’t recognize it."

"I am human."

"It’s rare, a human from the mountain base?"

"From the mountain base."

"Where to?"

"To the mountain top."

"Fine, but to let you pass here, I need you to offer me a treasure."

"What kind of treasure?"

"It must be brighter than the gemstone on the King’s crown, more enduring than the Sun and Moon, immeasurable in value like the Ocean and Earth, yet more precious than any treasure that exists."

"I don’t understand your meaning, Angel."

"What I want is the ultimate treasure."

"..."

After the mountain climber asked the Sage, this matter quickly spread. The next morning, many people curious about whether the mountain climber had found the last mountain came to visit him.

However, without exception, they all saw only the mountain climber quietly lying in bed, without a sound...

His appearance was hideous, emaciated and exhausted, as if he had just undergone an unprecedentedly arduous climb. From the final outcome, it seemed he had failed.

Nobody knew where the rumored last mountain was, except for the mountain climber’s body. People searched his room and bed...

But found nothing.

...

...

"Fisher! Fisher!"

In the small room, Fisher stared intently at the poem, and his whole body started to grow ferocious eyes. From the constantly trembling bloody eyeballs, blood was gushing, soon not only from those eyes but from Fisher’s seven orifices...

Emhardt anxiously flew over, looking at him staring intently at the empty table—he couldn’t see the Completion Manual Fischer was looking at, nor did he know what he had just seen, only that his appearance seemed terribly frightening.

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

At this moment, surprisingly, it was not Fisher’s soul that underwent mutation, but his otherwise honest body began to stir.

Maybe it wasn’t stirring?

Emhardt didn’t know either, only that at this moment, it seemed Fisher’s body was extremely exhausted, and the hideous changes in appearance were just a sign of this exhaustion.

It seemed he was climbing with great effort, consuming his body’s energy.

More strikingly, his hands and feet began to dissolve, mixed with eyeballs, as if about to completely melt on the table and floor.

"No, Fisher!"

Emhardt anxiously watched as Fisher dissolved bit by bit, flying back and forth in panic, muttering to himself,

"Quickly, think of something, great Book Knight, are you going to stand by and watch ’Fisher’ turn into ’Fisher paste!?’"