Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

This conjecture has no factual basis; even if the original inhabitants of the Black Tower were all-white creatures, it doesn't prove anything.

It's just a matter of skin color.

Moreover, the white creature isn't white from the inside out; at least its blood is black.

Chen Xi thinks this way mainly because of the word "opposition".

Light and darkness, yin and yang, good and evil, black and white, etc...

Therefore, the White Pagoda is merely a conceptual conjecture.

Having lived for so long, Chen Xi had never heard anyone mention the White Pagoda.

This is not a perception deliberately erased by the Black Tower. Due to the opposing relationship, people at the national level have also raised this speculation and formed special teams to search for it.

The conclusion is that there is only one black tower in this world!

Looking at the Black Tower Gate so close at hand, Chen Xi stood there calmly, like a good student during the Monday flag-raising ceremony.

"Before, when I didn't have the strength to get close to the Black Tower, I would always unconsciously look at the Black Tower."

"Now that I'm standing right in front of the Black Tower, that feeling has actually disappeared."

"That's strange."

"At the same time, I didn't have that strong urge to go in."

"I remain rational."

"This is somewhat different from what I expected."

Chen Xi stared at the black tower gate, analyzing his own actions.

After pondering for a while without any ideas, Chen Xi decisively shook his head and looked at his left palm, where the symbol had disappeared:

"Although the appearance of this symbol makes me want to go inside and explore it."

"But I have the innate talent of a pseudo-king, and I may not be able to come out after going in. Yang Wei and the others are still waiting for me in Yanping City. Let's go in together next time when we are better prepared."

"Similarly, we'll have to try our luck with that crystal tree next time; it's not an essential need anyway."

"An indigenous person died inside. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I'll run into trouble."

After weighing the pros and cons, Chen Xi turned and left without looking back.

No one noticed the black mist in the sky that seemed to have never been disturbed since ancient times.

Shortly after Chen Xi left, a strange and brief turbulence appeared, resembling a sea of ​​clouds.

Then, a huge white vertical eye suddenly opened!

His vertical gaze swept downwards immediately, finally settling on the spot where Chen Xi had stood before leaving.

A voice, like an ancient chant, spread slowly through the area, like ripples:

"Am I too late?"

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Inside the Black Tower.

"Hey! Beautiful lady, would you like to join us?"

"It's very dangerous here because of the thick fog. It's better to go together; there's strength in numbers."

Lin Fan spoke to a girl on the other side of the river, in the opposite direction from him.

The girl was beautiful, with wine-red curly hair, wearing a JK uniform, and had some gold glitter makeup around her eyes, like a girl group member about to go on stage.

"If you wish, you can come across the bridge in front; there's no danger there."

The girl stopped walking upon hearing this, and smiled as she looked at a fat man on the opposite bank of the river.

"Where can you take me?"

"Where to? I can't guarantee that. I can only say that I will do my best to get everyone out."

"I have that confidence."

The girl sniffed the air gently like a kitten, neither agreeing nor refusing, but instead asked:

"Hey chubby boy, what's your name?"

"Lin Fan, Lin of two trees, Fan of ordinary."

"And you?"

After listening, Chu Qingge revealed a faint smile:

My name is Chu Qingge.

"Ordinary? I think it's more like extraordinary than ordinary."

After saying that, regardless of Lin Fan's expression, he waved goodbye.

"See you again someday. The place I'm going to is one you can't go to for now."

Where are you going?

Lin Fan watched Chu Qingge's retreating figure and asked again.

In the final moments before Chu Qingge's voice and figure were about to disappear into the thick fog, she raised one hand to the sky:

"above."

Then he disappeared into the thick fog.

Lin Fan frowned but did not chase after them.

Because he knew that would be pointless.

At this moment, he had already left Sucheng.

He is leading a team of 511 people, heading towards "home".

This team had a peak size of 1243 players, but now less than half of that remains.

The culprit is none other than the thick gray fog that surrounds us!

Even if two people enter the fog a second apart, they won't be able to find each other.

The only solution is crude, but very practical.

It means holding hands, and only holding hands.

Using clothing or weapons as a medium to keep one in the fog is not an option.

These are all bloody lessons.

Not being able to find each other doesn't mean they've disappeared; therefore, there may be unexpected encounters.

Through these examples, Lin Fan learned that if you grabbed onto the clothes or weapons of the person in front of you, you wouldn't be able to reach them at all because of the thick fog.

You can't even see what you're holding in your hand.

According to the survivors, the clothes or weapons they were holding onto tightly were inexplicably replaced with a tree branch at some point.

Only a very few people will meet again, and it is from them that we learn the news.

Through subsequent summarization and by pooling the wisdom of a hundred people, they quickly discovered the pattern here.

That means as long as people hold hands, they will not disappear.

No matter how many people there are, even if it's a long line, as long as they hold hands, they can keep moving forward without falling behind in this area filled with countless gray mists.

I don't understand the underlying principle yet, but I'm certain it has nothing to do with individual ability.

Lin Fan tentatively concluded that it was due to body temperature.

Referring to Bear Ridge, Lin Fan named this place Gray Mist Ridge.

"I saw at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, people along the way."

"Why don't I see you caring about others as much?"

"Sure enough, men only behave when they're hung on the wall!"

Wang Qingqing had an "I knew it" expression. As Lin Fan's classmate, although the two were not related by blood, they were indeed the closest in the team.

"She's different."

Lin Fan said seriously.

"What's different?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qingqing instinctively chuckled.

"Is it because the colored contact lenses are different, or the eyeshadow is different?"

"Neither is correct; it's the chest dimensions that are different!"

Lin Fan responded cooperatively, then changed the subject:

"I'm not kidding, you're thinking dirty thoughts, nothing inappropriate."

"That girl gave me a very special feeling; she probably has extraordinary power, just like me."

"That's why I wanted to bring her on board, to strengthen the team."

"Yeah?"

That's a real shame.

Wang Qingqing nodded, then gave a mischievous grin:

"As expected, you're focusing on the important points!"

Lin Fan: "Damn it!"

After making a complaint, Lin Fan quickly regained his composure.

The saying "a mountain range appears from one angle and a peak from another" is simply a matter of what one sees from the side.

The key question is, what did that girl mean by pointing to the sky?

Could it be that the exit of this godforsaken place is up there?

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Outside the black tower, inside the black mist.

Half a month later, Chen Xi returned to the territory of the two tower slaves.

After another series of simple and straightforward kills, Chen Xi's progress reached 95% of Tier II, and then he got stuck.

Because he had killed an indigenous person, Chen Xi had no intention of staying to farm until stage III before leaving.

Choose to return via the same route.

They killed 17 when they came and 15 when they left, which shows that these three-tiered tower slaves are not stationary.

But that's not the point. The point is that the experience points get stuck at 95%.

The experience points gained afterward were shockingly low. Although it's true that the higher the progress, the harder it is to improve, it shouldn't be this difficult.

As a Tower Slave comparable to Stage III, Chen Xi's victory over a higher-level opponent should have yielded more than just this.

The only explanation Chen Xi could think of was...

These Tower Slaves, who have some connection to the Chinese zodiac, are now slaves of the Black Tower's original inhabitants.

The bar on their heads is likely some kind of brand, which is why they are related to the native inhabitants of the Black Tower.

Therefore, the experience points gained have always been limited, and this has been the case from the beginning.

If you keep grinding, you can definitely reach level III, but Chen Xi can only kill one per day.

This means that the upgrade speed needs to be calculated in years.

However, even disregarding the time factor, this method still won't work.

Tanus are slaves from behind the Black Tower gates, supplied to the outside like commodities.

If the speed of death became too abnormal, Chen Xi feared that it might attract some powerful figure again.

Especially when an indigenous person dies.

You should know that death is never a scary thing.

The scary thing is, who died?

This is also the fundamental reason why Chen Xi couldn't stay and level up.

Ta-da-ta-da...

As the footsteps stopped.

Chen Xi returned to the place where she had previously met Liu Ma...