Tower of Babel.

One step at a time.

This sounds like a nice statement, but for the people in the tower, each floor is actually more like a step closer to hell.

Each layer will increase the huge pressure, not only will bring a huge load to the human body, and if you can't hold on, you will face the danger of explosion and internal organ rupture at any time.

Just like deep-sea diving, breathing has become a difficult challenge at this time, no matter how much Li Futu wants to reach the top as soon as possible, he also understands that the ninth floor is already approaching his limit, and no matter how blindly he advances, I am afraid that the moment he reaches the tenth floor will also be the death period when he can't bear the heavy pressure and dies.

Under the restraint of reason, Li Futu could only suppress the desire to climb up in his heart and 'stationed' down on the ninth floor.

There is no sun or moon in the mountains.

Neither did Tari.

He couldn't accurately capture the passage of time, but there was a confusion that gradually came to his mind.

In this Tower of Babel, there is no food, no water, how did these people who climbed the tower survive?

Moreover, although he has not been in for a long time, it is at least close to ten days and half a month, and although he has not starved to death in this relatively short time, why is he not even hungry at all?

Li Futu opened his eyes and looked around.

The silence inside the tower was terrifying.

He could feel the cells cracking under the weight of the huge weight, and then regenerating and reorganizing, and the cycle repeated.

"Senpai, how long have you been in?"

He hissed as if he were squeezing out of his teeth, and even speaking here was a daunting task, and with each word he spat out, he could feel a pain in his lungs.

He could finally understand why the people here were so silent.

There were four people on the ninth floor.

But no one cared about it.

Li Futu couldn't help but shout again.

"Senpai?"

The space on the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel is naturally much smaller than the first floor, but it is definitely more than enough to accommodate five people, each person occupies a place, does not interfere with each other, Li Futu's shout is compressed by a huge gravity, resulting in a very effective transmission distance, but the distance between several people is really not far, and it is quiet here, the man who has been on the eighth floor and has a relationship with Li Futu slowly opened his eyes.

"It's a blessing that you're not dead, and trying to adapt here is your priority, not a distraction. ”

Compared to Li Futu, his state is obviously more relaxed, and the pressure brought to him by the weight here does not seem to be too great.

After all, Li Futu is a newcomer, and he doesn't know how many times he has gone up and down in this Tower of Babel.

"Thank you for your advice. ”

If you have a request for someone, your posture should naturally be lowered, and those who can gain a firm foothold on the ninth floor of this Babel Tower are also some old monsters, and it is natural to call them seniors.

Li Futu's attitude was very polite.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person with a smiling face, his humble words made the man quite useful, although his expression was still stiff and rigid, but then he took the initiative to say: "What did you ask me just now?"

"Senior, how long have you been here?"

The man's eyes froze for a moment, and a little memory was revealed.

"A year, two years? I can't remember. Here, how can you know how long it has been. But when I first started entering the tower, the limit was only six floors. ”

Hearing this, Li Futu was even more confused in his heart.

The other party felt that he had been in the tower for a year or two, but because the passage of time in the tower was blurred, the time that the other party spent in the tower could only be a lot more, and it may be understandable that a strong person of this level would not have to eat for ten days and half a month, but if he didn't replenish his energy for a few years, he would definitely die of hunger.

How did he get to where he is now?

"Senior, what did you rely on to stay here for so long?"

Li Futu asked tentatively.

"What do you mean?"

The man didn't seem to understand the question well.

Li Futu said more directly: "I'm here, I haven't seen any water and food, don't you have to eat?"

The man was stunned.

Then there was laughter.

Li Futu's words made the other people who stayed on the ninth floor start to laugh.

"Are you feeling hungry right now?"

After a brief pause, the man asked.

"Nope. ”

"That's right. ”

The man said, "This tower is a desperate prison, but it won't let you die of starvation. Haven't you noticed that the air here contains nutrients?"

This time, Li Futu was stunned.

"Here, you don't have to worry about food, you don't have to worry about moisture, because the air here will give you a steady stream of energy as you breathe. It is designed to torment you, to make you feel the pain of being imprisoned forever, to make you suffer both mentally and physically all the time. Once you're here, you'll only have three ends. ”

"Either die of old age, or can't bear the gravity here and is crushed to death, or the mind is out of control and completely crazy. ”

Li Futu was silent for a while, and then said: "We entered here to find a passage to the big world, the passage to the big world, isn't it on the top floor?"

"Maybe, who knows. ”

The man said, "I haven't been up anyway." The gravity here is already so huge, let alone the twelfth floor. In my estimation, the gravity of the twelfth floor is likely to be five times or even ten times that of this place, and when a person goes up, it is like a stone being crushed by a mountain, and it will be crushed in an instant. That legend is a big joke. ”

"If the passage to the Great World really exists on the top floor of this tower, but the person who can successfully reach that height, the entire Lost Realm should not have it. Besides, if you really have the strength to step into the twelfth layer, why bother to come here, I'm afraid that you will be able to break through the ban and go to the big world. ”

"The Tower of Babel is a huge lie, and its purpose is only to attract people to come in and die one after another!"

"Prohibition and blockade?"

Li Futu captures a key word.

"Senior, what is a ban blockade?"

"Where are you, and you don't even know about this?"

The man said: "When you come in, you should have seen the mural on the first floor, many years ago, a big war broke out between our Lost Realm and the Great World, and as a result, our Lost Realm was defeated, and the people of the Great World blocked all the connecting passages between the two realms after the war in order to prevent our Lost Realm from coming back." At that time, most of the people who participated in the war were killed, and although many people don't know about the war now, with your strength, you should have heard of it. ”

Li Futu's eyes fluctuated, and his heart was shocked.