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

Outside the Black Tower.

In an endless, snow-white world.

The figures of two men and one woman are moving forward.

"Wang Sanjin, how confident are you about what you're saying?"

The painter carried a freckled girl on his back. The girl's state was strange, as if she was asleep or awake at the same time, with a kind of dazed feeling of being out of place with her surroundings.

"Around 5 points," Wang Sanjin said casually, his tone not very firm.

"After spending so much time, I've finally figured some things out."

"First of all, the world outside the Black Tower, which is the world we live in, is fake!"

"The kind of fake in the real sense."

"Therefore, you don't need to rebuild a world on top of a false one; that would just be adding falsehood upon falsehood, which is meaningless!"

Secondly...

As Wang Sanjin spoke, he slightly turned his head to look at the freckled girl on the painter's back. Looking at her half-asleep state, he remained expressionless, lost in thought.

"This person named Yi Xinxin isn't even a person, or even an object; she's a 'coordinate'!"

"Wherever she is, that's the center of the world!"

The painter remained silent for a moment, his expression showing no surprise whatsoever.

This was clearly not the first time he had heard Wang Sanjin talk about these things, but he still felt some resistance, after all, his dream was to build a perfect world outside the Black Tower.

"So... you still insist on that idea, wanting to bring the 'coordinates' into the Black Tower?"

"So, by making her the center of the world within the Black Tower, we can prevent the outside world from restarting, thus establishing an eternal world within the Black Tower?"

The painter asked.

"That's right!" Wang Sanjin answered firmly. "Shortly after I found the coordinates, I met Chu Qingge, and she told me that the key is now inside the Black Tower."

"She said it was an inevitable fact, and the key would enter before the Black Tower's gate closed."

"All for... closing the door!"

"Therefore, this key that can open the gates of the Black Tower cannot possibly be found outside the Black Tower!"

"From the very beginning, it was impossible for us to use it to get into the Black Tower."

The painter remained silent for a moment upon hearing this, then earnestly advised:

"If that's the case, how do you send in the 'coordinates'?"

"Moreover, this is a paradox: the 'Coordinates' only awaken outside the Black Tower after the gates close, meaning it's impossible for it to enter the Black Tower."

"You need to understand that even in that state, you couldn't enter the current Black Tower, let alone with the 'coordinates'."

"No..." Wang Sanjin interrupted, "I'm not just going in with the 'coordinates,' I'm going in myself, and I'm taking you with me."

After saying that, he suddenly smiled and glanced at Wang Sanjin: "You said you didn't want to, but you still came along."

"Sigh." The painter shook his head. "There's nothing I can do. If I'm alone, I don't even have a chance to try anything."

"Chu Qingge, this symbol, is different from what we initially thought. She seems completely indifferent to things like restarting and reconstructing the world."

"I still don't understand what she's trying to do."

"Don't think about this," Wang Sanjin interrupted. "We're on a completely different level from her; we can only do our best in the present."

"Is this what's happening right now..." the painter muttered. "So you want to find the end of this world and start from there?"

"Yes," Wang Sanjin replied.

"An end? But does this world outside even have an end?"

"Even if we walk for ten years, a hundred years, or even a thousand years, we're still going in circles. What's the point?"

"Yes!" Wang Sanjin didn't explain further, but a hint of excitement and madness flickered in his eyes. "I got a new answer from a 'weirdo'."

"The world isn't round, it's flat!"

......

......

Gray Mist Ridge.

"Holy crap! What is that?"

When in doubt, the author always lies in bed first; this is an old tradition that cannot be abandoned.

The long, slender creature that appeared in front of them looked rather strange. Overall, it resembled a snake, but it had two small horns on its head.

You might call it a dragon, but it doesn't have scales. Instead, it's covered in emerald green feathers that completely envelop its body.

Its eyes were like two highly concentrated rubies, scarlet, and it had a pair of wings on its back, which were flapping at a very high frequency.

There are two hand-like structures on the abdomen, but they are very small, like a baby's two arms, each with four fingers.

Given the opponent's size of about 20 meters, it's completely unclear what use this hand gesture would have.

"wrong!"

"How can I see it so clearly!"

"Holy crap! How come you guys saw it too?"

The author quickly realized the problem: although they were standing very close, they couldn't see each other clearly unless they were close enough to kiss.

"Because its wings can dispel the surrounding gray fog," Chen Xi quickly noticed this detail and replied.

"An outcast!"

Yang Wei suddenly raised his voice.

"Why are you saying that so loudly?" The author nudged Yang Wei. "Isn't that obvious? Aside from a few of us, who here isn't an oddball?"

"It's not the outcast you're talking about, it's..."

"Serial number 12, 'Anomaly'!" Chen Xi suddenly spoke up, "You mean this one?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Yang Wei nodded frantically.

As expected, the boss really understands me!

After receiving confirmation, a strange light flashed in Chen Xi's eyes.

Clearly, all identities share a common foundation: they originate from awakened beings, and awakened beings must be human.

This has never seemed to be different or unexpected.

But what's going on now?

What is this feathered snake?

It is clearly not human, but it has awakened the "otherworldly" identity of serial number 12. Could it be that there are other things with the same name?

Or is it that only ordinary people can awaken their identity?

Just as Chen Xi was wondering what was going on, the other party had already attacked, and the high-frequency vibration of its wings made a noise that made his eardrums hurt.

The opponent's wings possessed some special power, which allowed them to dispel the gray fog in the area.

It should be noted that even in the event of a large-scale battle, this gray fog would only be stirred up like water, instead of separating in an orderly fashion like it is now.

"Buzz!"

The next second, the feathered snake suddenly accelerated and rushed directly in front of Chen Xi. It turned out that the opponent had been holding back, just in preparation for this one-hit kill!

Suddenly, a baby-like, tender arm reached forward and grabbed at Chen Xi's head.

At that moment, the tender arm suddenly swelled up and transformed into a terrifying claw.

However, Chen Xi did not move an inch in the face of this critical moment.

A dazzling flash suddenly appeared between Chen Xi and the claws.

At the same time, a point of light in the feathered serpent's pupil is rapidly expanding...

Flash elbow strike!