I don't want to conquer witches anymore.

But this world of memories is very special. Even though Duke hasn't asked a single question yet, there are still not many signs of the world deteriorating.

What? The Bone Legion and the Candy Legion are fighting fiercely, what does that have to do with whether the evil in my memory world has worsened?

Although he had never inquired about the question of the world's will, Duke had already learned part of the truth about this world of memories through a "stumble into a quiet street"—it is a collection of memories from multiple people, and the outcome of quantum information entanglement depends on the observer's perspective.

Duk Monica and Xiao Hei recognized the deserted street as their respective familiar floating cities, but the problem was that the three of them represented three different groups of people:

Duke represents the adventurers who have just arrived in the floating city. He has only seen the floating city over the past few months and knows only about its history from written records. Monica represents the past residents of the floating city. She was the city lord decades ago, but she has been living in the Tower of Babel for the past few decades and knows nothing about the current floating city. Little Black is in the middle. It has seen the floating city decades ago and has been living in the current floating city.

In the eyes of the three of them, this was the floating city they were familiar with. Duke only now realized that perhaps the street he saw was not the same as the street in the eyes of Xiao Hei and Monica (especially Monica)! As observers, they only saw one possibility of quantum entanglement.

In the "quiet streets" of quantum superposition, whose lamentation is the only one connecting the complex and chaotic floating city?

Bugatti said he was a mute.

Under the strange gaze of the leader, Duke raised his head and asked his first question since arriving in this world of memories:

Question: Are the aphasic people watching this place?

"Yes, you have nine questions left."

The World Will answered Duke's question swiftly. Compared to its usual unhurried pace, Duke felt that the World Will's words were spoken quickly, urgently, and softly, and disappeared instantly without a trace of echo, completely lacking the imposing presence that the World Will should have.

It's so scared! It seems really scared!

What is it afraid of? Is it afraid that the mute god will descend and beat it up? Surely not.

Duke's lips twitched slightly, while Bugatti, the leader in front of him, widened his eyes and quickly said, "Silence is golden?"

"Silence is golden," Duke glanced at him and replied in a monotone voice.

Duke first heard the phrase "silence is golden" from the leader of the fake medicine-selling organization, the Birds of Paradise, and later from Norton. He initially thought the phrase had some deeper meaning, but after hearing it many times, he realized it was simply a code used by the mute members of different factions to get to know each other.

The mute individuals are often divided into numerous factions and do not know each other's identities. Furthermore, due to the official wanted notices from the floating city, they cannot openly display their divine power. Moreover, they cannot casually call out the names of the mute individuals within the floating city. Under these circumstances, the existence of secret codes becomes extremely important.

However, the code word "silence is golden" seems to be quite outdated. Nowadays, young mute individuals (such as the neurotic drug faction whose leader has been defeated by Cecil) no longer use this old-fashioned code word. In addition, there are too many mute individuals in the floating city now. Even the current city lord, Carol, and his deputy Eve were once mute individuals of a certain faction and still believe in the mute people.

This fact means that the mute no longer need to hide their identities, and the code phrase "silence is golden" has become a relic of the past, only used by old-school powerhouses like Norton and Bugatti.

"Duke, which faction are you from?" Bugatti asked hastily after Duke responded, "What exactly are you doing in the Tower of Babel?"

"I'm from the Tree of Life faction." Duke blurted out Norton's faction without hesitation. Anyway, he wasn't in this memory world right now, and Norton couldn't come back to expose his lie anytime soon. If he had to take the blame, he could handle it. "And you? You tell me first what you came to Babel for. Is Mr. Bugatti out of his mind to have voluntarily entered Babel?"

"...I know I'm criticizing myself, you don't need to emphasize it again, thank you."

"No! No way!"

Bugatti: "..."

Brother Tou looked like he had a headache (because that was the only place he could hurt), and his ever-growing neck swayed a few times. Then, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he stared into Duke's eyes and said, word by word, "Since you are a member of the Tree of Life, you should be able to guess what I'm going to do, right? There's no need to test me like this."

Oh no, I wore the wrong disguise. I should have said I belonged to the "psychopathic drug faction," since their leader is already in hell and there's no way to expose his lies.

Besides, why should someone from the Tree of Life know what he's going to do? The Cavendish family is busy with their internal strife and playing the role of a dutiful uncle and nephew. Would Noel, that dutiful nephew who tried to instigate them to kill Norton, care what Bugatti was up to by voluntarily entering the Tower of Babel?

Oh, Bugatti means... he wants to do the same thing as Norton, right?

In other words, he also wanted the mute god to descend upon the floating city, which is why he brought Saint Megan into the Tower of Babel to search for the human half left behind by the mute? Would none of this have happened if Bugatti hadn't "walked right into the trap" by challenging Carol and Eve?

In order to save her homeland, Talia used Bugatti. Bugatti used the scheme to achieve his goal. Carol seemed to have fallen for Bugatti's sudden and unexpected trap, but she made amends afterward. First, she tacitly allowed Norton to enter the Tower of Babel, and then she guided Duke, Cecil, and Blackie (including Annie and Amber, but Duke was unaware of this) into the Tower of Babel.

But honestly, can a Bugatti project with only its head remaining really succeed?

Duke gave Bugatti a subtle look, his gaze carrying a complex mix of disdain, regret, and doubt, which made Bugatti jump up unhappily: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy's head before?!"

"Sorry, sorry." Duke scratched his head. "If I may ask, Mr. Bugatti, how do you plan to achieve your goal in this state?"

Duke's question immediately turned Bugatti's displeasure into a shrewish one. He adopted a sickeningly obsequious expression and tone, then bounced a couple of times on the table to get closer to Duke, winked at him, and said with a smirk:

"This is where we'll have to go, Duke brothers!"

Chapter 270 Fu Rui Control, huh?

"Meow."

Little Black pouted and squatted on Duke's shoulder with a displeased look on its face.

Its displeasure stemmed from a simple reason: Duke wouldn't let it continue perching on his head, claiming he was afraid its head would also fall off, making it one of the same kind as the boss. Furthermore, Duke demanded that it create a net of shadows to drag the Bugatti, which lacked freedom of movement.

For the shadow creature, Little Black, dragging the Bugatti with its shadow is equivalent to having it drag the Bugatti with its bare hands. And the Bugatti's appearance is somewhat unsettling for any intelligent being with normal aesthetic sense. Even ignoring the neck section where the muscles are constantly and horribly twisting and growing, constantly proliferating and regenerating, the Bugatti's malnourished face, looking like it's been malnourished for thirty years, is creepy enough.

Even shadow creatures cannot remain normal under this level of mental pollution.

"Meow meow meow."

Little Black meowed in disgust.

"Brother Duke, what is it saying? I keep feeling like it's talking about me."

Bugatti, being dragged along the ground, didn't seem to find anything wrong with this method of movement. His skin was so thick that it was impossible to break it. He even asked a question without any sense of shame.

Although Xiao Hei didn't speak human language, Duke had a special ability: he could understand the language of non-humans like Xiao Hei and Zun. Xiao Hei only meowed a few times, but Duke could still understand what it was saying.

"This human with only a head is disgusting."

Duke muttered to himself, but instead of telling the poor Bugatti the truth, he made up a story: "It's praising your good looks."

"Hehehe, little kitty, you have great taste."

"Meow? Meow! Meow!"

Xiao Hei was furious.

Luckily, it's a timid little cat. Even when it sees the pitiful-looking boss in front of it, it doesn't dare to really provoke him (meaning to speak human language). It only dares to meow at Duke to express its protest.

"Stop messing around." Duke casually grabbed Little Black by the scruff of its neck and gently lifted it up. "If you want to join the Bad Women's Alliance, change first."

After saying that, he placed Xiao Hei on his head.

So, Little Black meowed contentedly, nodded, found a satisfied position, and nestled on Duke's head once again, starting a blissful nap.

Meanwhile, the Bugatti, still being dragged along the ground, curiously asked, "Can it transform?"

"Yeah, it can transform into a mature catgirl with red eyes, fair skin, and long, straight blonde hair. You didn't expect that, did you?"

Duke continued to make things up, and apart from being a "catgirl," none of the transformed Black character he described matched the reality.

After imagining the wonderful animal-eared girls, Bugatti was overjoyed:

"Really?! Can you make her transform right now?!"

"Of course not. The quality of her transformation depends on her sleep quality. Let me ask you, Bugatti, are you a Fury fanatic? Would you rather see a cat that looks like a human, or a human that looks like a cat?"

"I'm fine with anything!"

"Goodness, you don't also have a name called Sorrowful Wind, do you?"

These two people stood out with their attitude of "I believe you if you dare to say it," and for a time they were having a heated discussion about Fu Rui.

Time always flies when men are discussing the XP system, and before long they arrived at their destination: the Tower of Babel.

That's right, it's the Tower of Babel!

This floating city also has an underground world, and the underground world also has a Tower of Babel.

Since this floating city is constructed from the memories and impressions of all the players who participated in the witch game, then the Tower of Babel must also exist. This is because almost all the players who participated in this witch game were mortals imprisoned in the Tower of Babel! In fact, their primary place of daily life was the underground world of the floating city.

That's right, the Tower of Babel within the Tower of Babel is an infinite nesting doll.

I wonder if there's another Turtle Soup Witch game inside this Tower of Babel, so Duke can really complete an infinite nesting doll game.

"The Tower of Babel was personally built by the former city lord Monica. Its history is slightly shorter than that of the Mute City, but not by much. Compared with Lady Scarlet, Monica is much weaker and far from having the ability to overpower her ministers like the Witch of Miracles. Moreover, her style of doing things is several levels cold-blooded and ruthless. Therefore, in the early days of her rule over the floating city, her position was very unstable."

Bugatti has survived since the time the floating city first took off. He has lived through the tenures of three city lords: Lady Scarlet, Monica, and Carol. He not only knows the differences between the three of them, but also remembers the history of the floating city.

"Therefore, shortly after taking power, Monica chose to assassinate the mute. Then, taking advantage of the chaos created by the mute's ascension to godhood, she launched a great purge, killing many people and imprisoning many of her opponents in the Tower of Babel. In the hundreds of years that followed, she sent many more 'sinners' into the Tower of Babel."

“Some of these ‘sinners’ are deranged lunatics, some are mad scientists, and some are innocent victims who have been wronged… Of course, whether they are guilty or not has nothing to do with us. The key question is whether they can survive in this witch’s game until now, and how much of their abilities they have retained after surviving.”

"I dare say that if we succeed in this witch's game and release the monsters that have accumulated over the centuries... the floating city will face the greatest crisis in a thousand years."

"But what does that have to do with us?"

Bugatti spoke with a hint of schadenfreude; for him, the demise of the floating city was a cause for celebration. He seemed to have his own plans, confident he could complete the game and return fully to the real world. However, his words caused Duke to fall into deep thought.

Duke's purpose in entering the Tower of Babel was simple.

He didn't want to help Bugatti or Norton complete their divine intervention, nor did he want to help Noelle kill Norton, and he certainly didn't want to become Monica's subordinate. He only wanted to rescue Amber, Annie, and Megan, and after being separated from Cecil, his rescue list now included Lightbringer. The simplest way to rescue these companions scattered across different memory worlds... was probably to complete the game.

However, if he actually completes the game, he will release all the monsters from the Tower of Babel that have existed for hundreds of years.

"So...the mute population might be the only solution."

Bugatti raised an eyebrow: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Duke shook his head, casually picked up Brother Boss, and then walked to the entrance of the Tower of Babel in the Memory World. "What did you say was that someone lived in here?"

Their visit to the Tower of Babel was suggested by Bugatti, who reasoned that a "wise man" who could help them lived there.

“A very interesting fellow.” Bugatti smiled slightly, then shouted into the doorway, “Hey! Wake up, work is on!”

A moment later, a man emerged from the gates of the Tower of Babel. He was dressed very shabbily, with a tube of toothpaste between his teeth. As he yawned, he asked, "Who is it?"

“It’s me,” the loud-voiced leader shouted. “Noelle, I’ve brought your brother’s men.”

Duke: "?"

Chapter 271 Noelle's Conscience

The Noel Cavendish that Duke knew was a handsome young man with a slightly immature face, but he bore a resemblance to Norton by about 70%.

The "Noel" who appeared before them was a weathered middle-aged man with a full beard, wearing a yellowed white vest, and his hair was a mess like a bird's nest. He was the epitome of unkemptness, the complete opposite of Norton, who always wore aristocratic clothes. Moreover, he was far shorter than Norton, who was over two meters tall, only about 1.8 meters.

But apart from their cleanliness and height, he looks almost exactly like Norton, with a resemblance of 99%. Anyone who sees them can immediately tell that they are brothers.

"What, my brother's man?" Noelle yawned, glaring at the Bugatti that had disturbed his sweet dream, then turned to Duke: "You're one of Norton's men?"

“That’s right.” Duke nodded with a forced smile. “I’m Duke, who just joined the Tree of Life faction of the Mute and was highly valued by Mr. Norton. Hello, Mr. Noel.”

“You seem a little nervous.” Noelle suddenly moved closer to Duke, squinting as she looked him over. As she drew nearer, Duke smelled a pungent odor of smoke and a sour smell. “Have you seen me outside… or another ‘Noelle’?”

Duke took a half step back without making a sound and said expressionlessly, "That's right, there is also a person in the Tree of Life faction outside who calls himself 'Noel Cavendish,' and he says he is one of Norton's nephews."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Noel pulled a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and snapped his fingers. A flame lit and then went out, leaving only a wisp of smoke. He took a deep drag, exhaled slowly, and continued, "Oh, so Hayes is dead?"