Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 753 Trouble!
"In fact, we could have guessed something based on the bronze craftsmanship before we came in."

"The tower was built long before the history of the Golden Child Cult. The Golden Child Cult probably discovered this place only later and believed it contained a great secret and was close to immortality."

"I think only the top level 'Qingyang Mo Jie' was built by the people of the Jin Tong Sect."

Hu Ming smiled and explained softly.

"Is the building below an infinite expansion of the traditional three-stage doomsday understanding?"

"That is to say, the people who built this place believed that before the earliest Qingyang Doomsday, there were still thousands of troubles in this world."

The blind man was the first to react and sighed softly.

Before the end of Qingyang? That is to say, before the time of "Fuxi", the beginning of the recognized Chinese civilization was even earlier. If this is the case, the age of this tower is so long that it is indescribable.

With Wu Xie's hint, Fatty understood the meaning of the ancient measurement units and was frowning as he tried to calculate the depth of the tower.

But after counting more than a dozen times, he couldn't count any more and sighed: "According to what you said, this tower may have penetrated deep into the rock layer."

"If we keep stopping and starting like this, who knows how long it will take to finish the journey?"

"Let's not talk about it, can Tian Zhen really hold on until then? Damn Leicheng, don't you know how to build it more considerately?"

As he spoke, the fat man couldn't help but speak in a sweet voice out of habit.

"Since it is said to be a miracle that can heal all regrets, how can it be so easy to obtain it?"

Hu Ming said without comment.

"According to this calculation, each floor is twice as high as the previous one. Adding the terrifying number of floors, it would not surprise me that this tower has been built deep into the magma."

"Based on the human power of ancient China, this is absolutely impossible. There is no reason to develop every unit of measurement below."

Although Fatty was pessimistic, Wu Xie was much more optimistic.

After all, although many things are unreasonable and unscientific, at least we should abide by the Basic Law, right?
Digging through the rock layers to get to the magma underground?
If you are so good at digging, why don't you just dig through the earth and go directly to the United States on the other side?
No matter how grand the ideals of the people who built this place were, they had to bow to reality.

Hu Ming looked at Wu Xie with appreciation, he was indeed a man of great brains.

This place is not as scary as imagined. At the beginning of its construction, the people who presided over the construction did have such ambitions, but as the project progressed...

People always have to compromise with reality.

After thinking for a while, Hu Ming said softly: "This is the Heavenly Tower."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Hu Ming, but Hu Ming's eyes flickered and he was unwilling to reveal any more words.

"Be careful with your step. The stairs here are badly decayed. If you are not careful, you might fall down. If you fall from such a height, you probably won't even need to chop it up before you can use it to make dumplings, right?"

Ignoring everyone's doubts, Hu Ming continued to walk down, and the young man followed him without saying a word.

The blind man scratched his head, but still followed Hu Ming and the young man and walked down third.

"No, Hu Ming, and little brother, you must know something, right?"

"Please say a few more words. I'm still a child and can't stand being kept in suspense. What exactly is a heavenly tower? This damn bronze tower is obviously built downwards, so how can it be called a heavenly tower?"

The fat man was walking at the end and couldn't help but shout out of curiosity.

The blind man's eyes rolled, and he had evil thoughts. He took a few steps back and whispered in the fat man's ear.

“Tianjin Egg Tart? Who the hell are you trying to fool, you blind man? Even if it is Tianjin Egg Tart, it should be called Jin Ta!” The fat man was stunned for a moment and glared at the blind man who was laughing.

In front of him, Hu Ming suddenly put his hands together and rubbed the stone wall. Suddenly his eyes focused, and the black knife pierced through the rock, cutting a hole, and he reached in with two fingers and rubbed it.

As expected, he felt a slight stinging pain. Hu Ming pulled out his two fingers and saw that his skin had been torn and some blood had seeped out.

"Tsk! Has it started here? It's really an amazing project."

Hu Ming sighed softly.

After wiping the blood off the finger, it was visible to the naked eye that the tiny wound was slowly healing.

The young man seemed to understand something. He took a step forward and inserted his two fingers into the small opening, then he understood what was going on.

"Be quiet, and don't make too much noise from here on."

The young man's slightly cold voice interrupted the playfulness of the blind man and the fat man in the back.

"What's the meaning?"

Several people looked at each other, subconsciously lowered their voices, and asked in a low voice.

However, Hu Ming and the young man had no intention of explaining and just continued walking down.

Contrary to what was expected, each lower level was about four or five meters higher than the previous one, and not twice as high as previously inferred.

Even so, when we got down to about the tenth floor, it was already pitch black underground and not even a ray of light from above could penetrate.

Even the noises on the ground that had been faintly heard before disappeared without a sound, and everything returned to dead silence.

Similarly, as we went deeper, the pungent smell of sulfur became stronger and stronger, and almost no other smells could be detected.

Here, all objects in every layer of space are covered with a thin and mottled sulfur shell.

As expected, the plaques on each floor represent a kind of doomsday, and the statues on each floor become taller and taller.

Perhaps because it is too deep and completely isolated from the outside environment, the corrosion on the human skin statue is becoming increasingly mild.

Descending all the way down in the dead silence and darkness, I can no longer remember how many meters deep I have gone. In short, eleven hours have passed since I came down.

Due to physical reasons, Wu Xie's lung capacity is far less than before, and the eleven hours of activities have already reached his limit.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the stairs with the help of Fatty.

"Trouble is coming..."

While taking a break to replenish water and energy, Hu Ming threw a few cold flames down, illuminating the environment on this floor, and murmured in a low voice.

This layer is over a hundred meters high, and the surrounding buildings are covered with a thick, mottled sulfur shell.

Below, unlike the countless layers above, the bottom is no longer a uniform stone structure, but instead a pool of water.

Under the illumination of the cold flames, hot steam was still rising from the pool. Obviously, this was a hot spring.

Likewise, the spatial structure in this layer is slightly different.

Unlike the previous floors which had three statues, this one only had one!