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

The world was a vast expanse of white from beginning to end, with no visible changes, which caused Chen Xi to overlook this fact.

Judging from my experience inside the toad's belly last time, time inside also moves forward.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should repeat continuously within a certain range.

Whether it was intentional or forced, Chen Xi had no idea.

This deliberate act signifies that these cycles of reincarnation are waiting for something to appear, such as Chen Xi in the present.

As for being forced, it means that this cycle of reincarnation is also trying to survive, and the constantly shortening interval is a signal that their lifespan is shortening until they perish!

However, these are all Chen Xi's personal speculations, and there is no concrete evidence yet.

"Could it be that my father was one of the first 'painters'?"

"No, the old father has always existed, so it's impossible for another 'painter' to appear."

"But other 'painters' have indeed appeared."

"So, the elderly father can use his status, or the power of the rules, to influence things?"

Chen Xi instinctively thought of these things.

Previously, the face-painting action after drawing Kapibal was Chen Xi activating the power of serial number 202 "Makeup Master" to apply makeup to herself.

The "Makeup Master's" extraordinary ability, [Graffiti], grants the user the power of the corresponding character based on the face they draw.

Although Chen Xi was imitating, he achieved a similar effect, but the result was obvious: it didn't work.

The reason is simple: there is no such thing as a "makeup master" in this world yet!

Adding to that feeling from earlier, Chen Xi understood.

The so-called "identity" is the rule!

All identities are rules scattered throughout this world!

They can reincarnate again and again, from one reincarnation to the next, and they will not disappear.

However, these rules do not mean true immortality, as evidenced by the serial number 401 mentioned earlier.

The current "painter" identity corresponds to serial number 201 instead of 401, which means that 200 identities have been lost in the 177 cycles to date!

This serial number should be rearranged in the next cycle.

Chen Xi had always wondered why there were so few identities, and now he knew the reason!

This made him think of his "cleaner" identity. Could it be some ancient identity?

Because the previous position is no longer available, you want to take over the last position?

Now that things have come to light, many things are starting to surface; all that's left is the final, decisive blow.

In Chen Xi's heart, only one person could give him the answer to this attack.

My dear mother!

His mother had said she would wait for him on the second floor of the Black Tower and would tell Chen Xi everything.

The old father also warned that the old mother should be careful, and that the old father and the White Pagoda were inextricably linked!

As things stand, Chen Xi feels that his strength is still a little lacking.

If he could upgrade his hyperthymesia or obtain a saintly status, theoretically, he would have nothing to fear, no matter who his mother was.

But now, let alone upgrading, even getting out of there is a problem.

The historical footage ended completely, and Chen Xi returned to the top of the White Pagoda.

Without much thought, I took the drawing board down.

The hole in the white canvas was not repaired after it was removed.

Looking at the hole, Chen Xi thought of the black vortex passage he had come from, but unfortunately it was already closed.

For some reason, Chen Xi suddenly had a whim and took her drawing board back to the spot where her father had come out.

Looking at the white expanse in front of her, and with a "let's give it a try" attitude, Chen Xi stuck the drawing board with the hole in it onto the white tower.

"Um?"

At that moment, a miracle occurred.

The canvas was now firmly attached to it like a magnet.

"It really is a series of interconnected events..."

Chen Xi muttered to himself. He had tried to touch the outside of the White Pagoda with his drawing board before, but there was no reaction. Now it seemed that he needed to break it.

And this breakage is not just any breakage; it must be caused by the spire of the tower.

The canvas that was attached to the outside of the White Pagoda began to spin. At first, it was just like a washing machine, then it became a vortex, and finally, Chen Xi could no longer see it clearly.

Thus, when the rotation speed reaches a certain level, the size of the drawing board begins to change. It is still a rectangle, but under the action of centrifugal force, it becomes larger and larger, eventually becoming a huge rectangle.

That is to say...

Door!

A door that is the same size and shape as the door that comes in from the outside!

The snake symbol is still in the center of the door; the only difference is that the door is white.

There is also a snake pattern on it, but it is not very eye-catching because it is all white. You can only judge it by the outline.

"So that's how it is. The gate of the White Tower... This canvas is indeed no ordinary fake. No wonder it can threaten the Fifth Symbol."

Chen Xi looked at the newly appeared door in front of her and let out a soft breath:

"There was no response to the 'Auspicious Day' prediction. It seems that this thing can't predict everything. The same thing happened when we faced the White Pagoda."

After saying that, he placed his hands flat on the door as if pushing a cart, and stepped forward.

Chen Xi didn't know if this blank world before him would collapse like the world inside the toad's belly.

Chen Xi had no other choice; he had to see whichever way the door in front of him led.

squeak~

As Chen Xi exerted his strength, the white door was slowly pushed open.

With a hint of trepidation, Chen Xi slowly stepped inside.

The interior furnishings are vastly different from the exterior, as if one has suddenly stepped from a vast, white world into an ancient palace.

Inside the palace, there were even torches, and the surrounding walls were made of mud bricks.

The main theme is old and dilapidated.

The space here is neither large nor small, but it is very tall. Directly in front of Chen Xi is a very long and tall staircase, at least several thousand steps, on which something seems to be placed, but Chen Xi cannot see it for the time being.

The steps were surrounded by a moat-like river, the water of which was very yellow, even more so than pornographic films.

Chen Xi couldn't tell how deep the river was, nor was he willing to try. He only knew that the river was still and not flowing.

That's all there is inside; it's extremely simple.

Steps, moat, yellow river water, torches, mud bricks—that's pretty much everything Chen Xi saw.

But the next second, Chen Xi suddenly froze, as if thinking of something.

It wasn't that anything strange had appeared.

Nothing appeared; everything was the same as before.

But the shape here caught Chen Xi's attention.

"Isn't the shape of this space just like the interior of a hollowed-out pyramid?"

In every previous instance, this plot involved entering a place that resembled an alternate dimension.

This time, there were no fancy tricks, and we actually went inside the White Pagoda!

Chen Xi couldn't help but turn around and look at the door that was still open:

"This is the White Tower family's security door!"