Kill one monster, stack one poison, and I alone will poison my way across the world!

Outside the Tower of Babel.

The blue transistors, representing the number of layers, surged upwards.

From the 22nd floor, to the 30th floor, and then to the 40th floor...

Each jump felt like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into the nerves of the group of third- and fourth-year students outside the tower.

Old Zhang has stopped talking.

The girl holding the staff stopped trembling.

The senior student wearing glasses simply sat down on the steps of the square, staring blankly at the monitor in mid-air.

"That's shameless..."

Someone, with an extremely weak voice, broke the deathly silence.

"This ascent speed... did he exploit some kind of bug in the tower? This doesn't make any sense from the data."

"The monsters on level 40 have 90% damage reduction, so how can he clear it in three minutes? How?"

"..."

No one answered.

Because no one can explain what is happening right before their eyes.

time flies.

As the blue light representing the "49th floor" went out, the transistor display emitted a low hum.

The very top of the monitor.

The huge red crystal, representing the "fiftieth layer," suddenly lit up!

Everyone in the audience held their breath at that moment.

"Fifty floors."

Old Zhang's voice was dry.

That was the last floor of the Tower of Babel.

It is also a nightmare for all the top students of Sky Dome Academy.

Time passed by, second by second.

ten minutes.

half an hour.

One hour...

The red transistor remained lit, neither turning off nor displaying any completion message.

It wasn't until nearly two hours later that the previously deathly silence in the square began to liven up a little.

"Phew...it seems he's stuck on the fiftieth floor."

The bespectacled senior student let out a long sigh of relief. "That's more like it! He never stayed in any of the previous boss levels for more than three minutes."

Old Zhang nodded in deep agreement, and the expression on his face finally relaxed a little.

"Yes. The guardian of the fiftieth floor... that's a projection of the Lu siblings! A dual-class combination of Thunderstorm Swordsman and Shadow Ranger!"

Old Zhang pointed at the red transistor, his tone filled with deep apprehension.

"That brother and sister duo's combo mechanics are simply unbeatable. The Shadow Ranger handles the outer defenses and provides crowd control, while the Thunder Blademaster bursts in with devastating attacks. Moreover, they have excellent teamwork and high battle intelligence; you can easily be caught off guard and suffer a crushing defeat!"

The girl added with lingering fear, "I remember when the top assassin from our senior year went to challenge him, he was instantly killed by the Lu siblings with a combo attack before he could even use his invisibility skill. The fact that he could last for almost two hours... that's incredibly strong."

"However, it's about time to reach the limit."

Old Zhang made his final judgment: "Faced with the endless attrition from the two bosses, he can't hold on. He'll probably be forcibly teleported out soon."

They analyzed it as a matter of course.

The Lu siblings... are notoriously difficult to beat.

Both of them have extremely high burst damage and survival skills.

In particular, the Shadow Ranger's flare can put both of them into a shadow state with 100% evasion.

Without any means of survival, 15 seconds is enough time for the two of them to chop the challenger into mincemeat.

Just then.

"Buzz—"

Suddenly, a burst of intense white light erupted from the pristine white portal at the bottom of the Tower of Babel.

The space was slightly distorted.

A figure emerged from the white light.

It was Su Chen.

He looked listless, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with undisguised exhaustion.

"No, I'm really feeling weak this time..."

Su Chen rubbed his throbbing temples while muttering to himself.

He froze the moment he looked up.

Outside the teleportation array.

Old Zhang, the French major, the bespectacled senior, and a few scattered third- and fourth-year students around him were staring at him as if he were an alien.

Among the dozen or so pairs of eyes, all looked as if they were staring at a pervert.

Su Chen was somewhat bewildered by this situation.

No.

It's just a game, why are there so many people here again?

Don't these older students have to attend classes and grind monsters?

He dusted himself off, but before he could speak...

"boom!"

The transistor display behind him suddenly burst into a blinding golden light!

A huge line of text slowly appeared in mid-air.

[The Tower of Babel walkthrough record has been broken!]

Challenger: Su Chen

Total time: 2 hours, 14 minutes, and 36 seconds

Old Zhang gasped, nearly biting his tongue off.

The girl covered her mouth.

"It was hit, it was broken..."

Old Zhang pointed tremblingly at the golden characters in mid-air, his words slurred: "The fastest completion record in the school's 100-year history... has been broken by a freshman?!"

The students who had originally come just to watch the tower rushing were now in an uproar.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of those around him as if they were about to faint, Su Chen blinked.

"what?"

He glanced at the golden lettering in mid-air, somewhat bewildered: "It's broken already?"

Once you get to the 50th floor, each floor takes more than ten minutes.

He thought... he was already progressing very slowly.

Surprisingly, this is already considered fast?

Su Chen's matter-of-fact attitude made Lao Zhang and the others feel like a huge rock was stuck in their chests.

What does "this is broken" mean?

Do you even know what you've done?!

For them, conquering the Tower of Babel before graduation would be considered a success!

If you get stuck on a certain level, it can take you weeks or even months!

The results of it?

Su Chen broke through in just over two hours!

One of the hot-tempered senior soldiers finally couldn't hold back any longer. He rushed forward and stared intently at Su Chen.

"Junior! How...how did you do that?"

He shouted, "Those are the Lu siblings! How did you manage to clear the level all by yourself, facing a pincer attack from both the Thunderstorm Sword Saint and the Shadow Ranger?"

The surrounding students immediately pricked up their ears, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear of missing a single word.

"The Lu siblings?"

Su Chen paused for a moment, then recalled for a few seconds.

"Oh, you mean those two on the fiftieth floor?"

Su Chen scratched his head. "They're alright. Although their attack power is high and their skills are strong, their health isn't high. It'll be difficult to fight them without gold, right?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Old Zhang's expression froze.

The girl and the bespectacled senior looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everyone was stunned.

"Gold...more valuable than gold?"

Old Zhang stammered as he repeated the name.

"What does Guan Jinbuhuan have to do with this?"

The senior soldier looked bewildered. "Isn't Jin Buhuan the president of the Professional Merchants' Guild? What's he doing in the Tower of Babel?"

"Yeah, junior, are you hallucinating because you're too tired from playing?"

"Although Chairman Kim is also an outstanding graduate of our school, the Tower of Babel has nothing to do with him, right?"

"..."

Looking at the group of senior students in front of him, all of whom looked puzzled, Su Chen frowned.

He glanced at the entrance to the Tower of Babel, then at the group of people.

"you……"

Su Chen pointed to the tower gate, "Didn't you guys reach the 51st floor?"

A gust of wind blew across the square.

"The 51th floor?"

Old Zhang, looking completely bewildered, asked, "This Tower of Babel only has 50 floors, where did this 51st floor come from?!"