"Tang Ling." Without answering Andrew's question, Abel whispered Tang Ling's name, and his slender white fingers rhythmically tapped on the armrest of the sofa, and gently took a sip of the whiskey in the glass.

There was a lot of firewood in the fireplace, and the roaring flame was accompanied by a strange aroma, which made Andrew sweat a little on his forehead.

This was his cousin Arber, a man of handsome appearance, graceful manners, great talent, and even the best in intelligence.

Why shouldn't the Anse family choose him as their heir? People are different from person to person, from birth to birth.

Eber's mother is so noble, even above the entire 17th Security Zone, even the city lord Wolf is afraid to be respectful when he sees it.

This is also where the Anse family dares to 'choose', because even if the 17th safe zone is subverted, they fail, and it is not nowhere to go, or even a better place.

In this way, the family still has to rely on Abel and coax Ab, his status is not as good as the head of the family but like the head of the family...

But even so, Abel is not sloppy, let alone domineering, his just the right humility is accompanied by the pride and reserve that a nobleman should have, he has a good reputation, and he has the exploits of iron-blooded battles.

Thinking of this, Andrew is a little weak, he was born very ordinary, his appearance is ordinary, his talent can only be regarded as good, all he has is forbearance, caution, perseverance... And Henk.

Genk...

"Andrew." Eber's voice came from his ears, with a slight hint of dissatisfaction.

This dissatisfaction made the sweat that was already gathering on Andrew's forehead drip down in an instant, he lowered his head, and leaned forward even more because he had only sat on the edge of the sofa a little.

"Cousin, I'm thinking about something, so I'm a little engrossed."

"What are you thinking?" Abel stood up, poured himself a glass of whiskey with the same rocks, and handed it to Andrew: "Don't be so nervous, we are all members of the Anse family. ”

Andrew took the cup and looked up at Eber's sincere and bright smile, pure blonde hair, and a handsome face that made him look like a son of the sun god.

Andrew lowered his head, took a sip of whiskey to suppress his nervousness, and said in a low voice, "I'm wondering, why didn't my cousin strangle Tang Ling in the seedling stage." ”

"I know you're thinking about it." Abel sat down, and then spoke: "Your evidence alone is not shocking enough, not explosive enough. Because there are some things that you have to look at in the other direction. ”

"Cousin, please." Andrew was very puzzled, and in his heart he had never thought of killing Tang Ling now, and after getting the information, he strengthened this idea.

Not only did he not kill, but he also gave Tang Ling a short period of safe time, nothing would happen, and everything went extremely smoothly.

But these thoughts Andrew naturally would not say, he had to show stupidity and loyalty.

Perhaps it was Andrew's attitude that made Abel very useful, and he said very directly: "You must first understand that this world is a chaotic world. The so-called troubled times are when human beings are divided and run their own ways, and because of various reasons, they cannot even establish basic connections. ”

"In such an era, various forces are destined to be intertwined, and the intricacies are unimaginable."

Saying this, Abel looked at Andrew: "We attach importance to Tang Ling, because he has a huge suspicion and has appeared on that list, so our actions against him will escalate step by step, and he will be killed in the end." ”

"But on the other hand, wouldn't other forces be aware of some of Tang Ling's things? And then his protection is escalated? ”

"Safe Zone 17 is still under control. But in case Tang Ling is out of the No. 17 safety zone, our Anse family can't afford this consequence. ”

"I mean, if he's on a list, he's the last person to look for. Our Anse family will be wiped out in an instant because we let Tang Ling go. ”

Saying this, Eber's expression became serious, and he didn't mean to joke.

"Cousin, do you think Tang Ling will be...?" Andrew's expression also became extremely heavy, which he would never dare to imagine.

"I don't think so, but if there's the slightest suspicion, I'll take it as such." Abel drank the liquor from his glass.

"Even if it were, if killing him is beyond the reach of our Anse family, do we have to destroy him? Besides, is it really that serious? Your mother—" Andrew frowned, realizing that he still knew too little, too little about the world.

"Mother? No, there's nothing she can do either. You should never underestimate the world, let alone be a frog at the bottom of a well. Abel stood up and slowly walked to the corner of the room.

There was an old gramophone, and the brass horn had a layer of pulp that could only be given by the years, and Eber brushed the horn with some cherishment, and then opened the cabinet under the gramophone, and there was a neat stack of vinyl records inside.

These things were also precious in the pre-civilization, and he picked them and pulled out a vinyl record from them.

Inside was one of his favorite songs, this song didn't have vinyl, for the sake of the so-called texture, Albert asked his mother to engrave a vinyl record of this song for him from that place.

Abel gently placed the record on the gramophone, and the music with a sense of the times slowly came out of the gramophone.

Abel closed his eyes obsessively, this is a song that belongs to men, or that men have greater resonance.

It once belonged to a hero, and just thinking of the figure of that hero, it seemed that he could hear this song accompanying him.

This hero is the man whom Abel admires from the bottom of his heart, and his deeds shine with greatness in the times.

But so what? The so-called worship of Abel is to transcend him, crush him, become him and completely replace him, without the slightest admiration.

Andrew looked down, but there was a slight disgust on his face, his ears were almost calloused by this song, and he thought that Abel was dreaming some unrealistic dreams.

"You understand everything, just follow what I said, you just need to stay quietly in the first reserve camp during this time and keep an eye on Tang Ling."

"I said, let him go smoothly, if there is any trouble to find him, you must be responsible for helping him clean up quietly and without leaving a trace."

"Also, the person you found will bring me when you will also meet me. Well, as soon as possible. ”

"By the way, you go and call Desen, I want him to ask the council for something, why hasn't he come yet?" Speaking of this, Abel intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes fell on the huge screen.

At this point, the footage is paused, and the battlefield in the warehouse area in the searchlight can be seen, which is being bombed, and in the corner, near the crack, a warehouse is also within the bombing range.

"Yes, cousin. But I should say to Desen, what do you need? Andrew was rightly confused.

After all, Dessen was Uncle's personal assistant, and Abbel had many and complicated instructions and needs for him, and it was only natural for Andrew to ask such a sentence.

Abel didn't seem to think much about it, and replied directly: "The surveillance video of the night of the secondary city guard." ”

"The night of the warehouse area mission." Abel added.

"Okay, cousin." Andrew respectfully stepped back towards Abel slowly, like an ancient emperor, knowing that he was approaching the door, he opened the door and left.

The moment the door closed, Andrew's expression immediately became suspicious, what clues did Abel find? About that night?

But apparently, this clue is not going to be shared with him.

But the precious person he found had to be dedicated to Abel with both hands.

Andrew churned with sour resentment in his heart, and then went straight to find Desen.

**

Night, 7:13 a.m.

There are still 17 minutes left, and the staff of the Tower of Babel will come here, pick up Tang Ling, and then take Tang Ling into the Tower of Babel to start an hour of so-called cultivation.

Anyone who knows will find it funny, people who have not formally cultivated and obtained the cultivation method are simply tyrannical to go to the Tower of Babel.

Think about it, entering the Tower of Babel does not cultivate, but repeatedly uses equipment to perform extreme exercises at the lowest level, so as to get some improvement.

It feels like facing a beautiful woman who doesn't have a wisp of it, and you can only solve it by yourself, but you can't have an intimate interaction with the beauty.

Tang Ling's entry into the Tower of Babel was like this in the hearts of most of the Crescent Moon Warriors in the First Reserve Battalion, so it was funny no matter how he thought about it.

"It's because the talent is too poor, and I'm in a hurry to enter the formal cultivation, so I can only do this."

"Give me a hundred points of hope, I can find a lot of things for him to improve, and these things are not worth a hundred points of hope combined."

"He's so lucky to hug Yu's thigh, and by the way, that Auguston of the Godin family seems to be supporting him too. But mud is mud, can you hold on to the wall when you enter the Tower of Babel? ”

The first reserve camp was full of all kinds of remarks, in short, Tang Ling entered the Tower of Babel in order to raise himself to a level where he could cultivate, and this fact had been recognized and accepted by everyone.

It's just that Tang Ling's remarks are not very friendly, and that is also because Tang Ling 'broken' the rules, just imagine which Crescent Moon Warriors, the new entry into the first reserve battalion does not need to be offered? Don't need to suffer?

And this year's Crescent Moon Warrior actually relied on Tang Ling, a scoundrel at the tail of the crane, to break the rules.

It's just that there are a lot of people in this year, and there are geniuses like Yu, Auston, and even Amir, who are 'rich'.

can't get involved with this kind of 'rich and oily' juniors, these seniors hate Tang Ling even more.

But what can be done?

They can not be afraid of the identity of Yu and the Auston nobles, those people of the nobles want to save face, and it is not good to openly interfere in the first reserve camp that secretly belongs to the Purple Moon Clan.

But the Wyvern... That's the top boss of the top bosses, who dares to find it unpleasant? Don't you mix up the days when you enter the Purple Moon Team in the future?

There is also the ambiguous attitude of the city lord.

In short, a person's good luck can never be a reason to convince others, and in the first reserve camp is to worship absolute strength.

Tang Ling would not pay attention to these remarks, his cheeks were thick enough to build a new barrier of hope.

He was troubled at this point, how could he explain all this?

The wolf bite must be worn, the finger tiger is so easy to use, and the cost-effective and cost-effective weapon must definitely be brought, even if the C-grade alloy long knife is forgotten, he carries a big knife to the Tower of Babel? Hacking people?

What about the Desert Eagle? I took the last three remaining bullets from Yu, but I brought them in...

His arm had been burning continuously since three hours ago, reminding him of the countdown to his dreams.

This is definitely not child's play, if he is not fully prepared, how dare Tang Ling fall asleep?

"Forget it, let it out." Seeing that the time was passing, and it was about to approach half past seven, Tang Ling put on his combat uniform and added a high-fiber ceramic vest to his combat uniform.

Similar to the body armor of the previous civilization, but in this era the material is superior to the previous civilization, so it is better than the body armor of the previous civilization.

And it's better than what they're equipped for when they're in the Warehouse, because it's in exchange for Hope Points.

He fooled Auston and borrowed his Hope Points in exchange, which was not expensive, twenty-five Hope Points.

Even so, Tang Ling was still a little dissatisfied, what he was thinking about was the Purple Moon Warrior's tactical mobile disk.

It's a pity that this is no longer a matter of price, but a matter of permission, this kind of thing can only be exchanged for the official promotion of the Purple Moon Warrior at this stage.

If it can be exchanged, with your precise instinct, it is simply ....

Thinking about it, Tang Ling had already finished dressing, the finger tiger was put on his hand, the wolf bite was buckled in his sleeve, the desert eagle was inserted in his waist, and the long knife was also swaggered on his back.

Then there was a second-level beast jerky in his pocket, and the most exaggerated thing was that he also carried a pot of second-level drinking water.

At this time, the staff who took Tang Ling to the Tower of Babel came.

Tang Ling was fully armed and energetic waiting at the entrance of the cave, when the staff saw Tang Ling's appearance, they couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but say: "The Tower of Babel is absolutely safe. ”

"I know, but I'm afraid someone will steal my property." Tang Ling said this very loudly, so much so that some of the Crescent Moon Warriors who were staying in the cave of the hall at this time couldn't help but turn their heads and glared at Tang Ling fiercely.

Who is interested in stealing your property? Crescent warriors can extort and rob, but they don't steal property.

But Tang Ling glared back one by one without showing weakness, Lao Tzu just wants to take it, you bite me?

The staff didn't expect Tang Ling to be such a strange thing, just this strange thing is still worthy of Captain Feilong to greet him and give him the best cultivation room on the ground floor?

"You have no problem taking the property. Well, the Tower of Babel doesn't stipulate that you can't bring your property in. ”

"But not all weapons can be brought in, and if you violate the rules at that time, you can only leave some things outside, and when you finish cultivating, I will return them to you."

"We'll talk about it then." Tang Ling looked unconcerned, swaggered behind the staff, and walked towards the Tower of Babel together.

In fact, he cares very much in his heart, and has decided in his heart that even if he cheats, he must leave the wolf demon, the finger tiger and the tactical vest.

And behind his figure, a look like a stupid X followed him, believing that in the next moment, the news about a stupid X taking his family property to Babel Tower to cultivate would spread throughout the Barrier of Hope.

After passing through a secret passage that would never be easily opened on weekdays, Tang Ling came to the bottom of the Tower of Babel.

From the moment he entered this secret passage, Tang Ling enjoyed it as if he was soaking in an energy hot spring.

I don't know what method was used in the 17th safe zone to fill this secret passage with the purple light emitted by the Ten Thousand Energy Stones.

The purple light was stronger than any other place in the Ruins Battlefield.

But this was nothing, the staff had a familiar expression, and it was not until they reached the point of Babel that Tang Ling exclaimed slightly.

Because of the entire Babel Tower, the stones used for the foundation are mixed with a fist-sized universal energy stone every three or five pieces.

Densely arranged, like a wall of gemstones, Tang Ling had the urge to stun the staff in his heart, and then pick out these universal energy stones, this time not only him, but even the seeds in his heart were so close to the universal energy stones, it seemed that he also had a great desire for the universal energy stones.

"This was taken by the city lord back then." There was pride in the staff's tone, after all, the Ruins Battlefield has maintained a delicate balance all year round, and how difficult it is to break this balance and get a piece of universal energy stone.

"The city lord is really powerful." Resisting the urge to rob, Tang Ling sincerely praised Worf.

He is indeed powerful, that amazing shot, a powerful punch, and I don't know when I will be able to reach the strength of Wolf.

The staff smiled reservedly, as if the pride of the Tower of Babel was his pride, and in such a smile, he took Tang Ling to the front of the foundation of the Tower of Babel.

Here, there is a small door, and behind the door is a small box elevator, which can only accommodate 7 or 8 people.

Perhaps Tang Ling's heartfelt praise for the city lord won the favor of the staff, or Feilong showed a special attitude of care, and the staff explained a few words to Tang Ling in the process of going up the elevator.

"Actually, the power of the Tower of Babel does not come from the Stone. The universal energy stone is simply used to maintain the energy of a large instrument. ”

"This instrument is installed at the top of the Tower of Babel, which is one of the foundations of Security Zone 17."

"What is this instrument?" Tang Ling asked, he was actually a little curious about the Tower of Babel.

In the former settlement, beyond the high walls of Security Zone 17, the only thing the people of the settlement could clearly see was the towering Tower of Babel.

Through the Tower of Babel, people fantasize about life in Security Zone 17, which entrusts many former buildings...

"It's a device for Ziyue, and I can't say exactly what I have. In short, because of it, the Tower of Babel has a pure, pure energy from the Purple Moon, which is extremely similar to the Ten Thousand Energy Stone, but more dense than the Ten Thousand Energy Stone. ”

"Therefore, cultivating in the Tower of Babel is very beneficial, and the closer you get to the heights, the more beneficial it is." This staff member is simply a qualified docent.

It was said that Tang Ling wanted to live in the Tower of Babel in the future, but at this time, the somewhat slow elevator also reached its destination.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened, revealing a small circular room.

The room radiated a dazzling light, and if you look closely, you can see that the whole room is made of pure crystal stone for masonry.

"Crystals absorb energy better." The staff explained, and led Tang Ling straight to the only small room in this hall.

Tang Ling followed behind the staff, looking at these crystals, but he was very surprised in his heart, wasn't the Tower of Babel full of pure high-grade energy? Crystals can also absorb energy better, why is there no energy in this room?

Not only is it inferior to that underground passage, but even the little cave where the Raptors are staying.

As if seeing Tang Ling's doubts, the staff pushed open the small door of the room and said: "High-level energy cannot be wasted, it will even be stored in the Tower of Babel on weekdays, it is not a room that is booked, and it will not release energy." ”

"Oh, oh." Tang Ling understood, but in his heart he was thinking that the Tower of Babel had existed for so long, so how amazing the energy it stored should be?

Just when Tang Ling was absentmindedly thinking about something unrelated, a sweet female voice sounded in Tang Ling's ears.

"Tang Ling, right? Scheduled ground floor No. 136 training room. ”

Tang Ling came back to his senses and found that this small room was originally an office-like room, and on the huge desk was a powerful looking computer, like a pre-civilization computer, but with a more sense of technology.

Behind the instrument sat a beautiful woman.

This is not much different from the so-called training base that Su Yao took him to, it is all about beautiful women guarding the door.

However, at Tang Ling's age, he didn't have any feelings for women, so he replied casually: "Well, I'm Tang Ling, can I go to cultivation now?" ”

According to the countdown, he still has 37 minutes to fall asleep, and the current time is 7:45, which means that he still has more than ten minutes to prepare when he enters the cultivation room.

He had to fall asleep in the best possible state, and he was also worried about what would happen if his cultivation time was finished and he was still stuck in a dream.

However, this worry also seems to be a little unnecessary, just like the so-called test dream, it feels like a long time has passed, but waking up... Judging by the hourglass in the room, less than ten minutes passed in the end.

So, there shouldn't be any mess this time, right?

"Please take off your badge, we want to confirm our identity." The glamorous woman didn't have an extra expression, but just reminded Tang Ling with a formulaic smile.

Tang Ling handed over the badge and passed the verification smoothly.

"According to the requirements, under normal circumstances, you can't bring mission weapons into the cultivation room." The glamorous woman reminded Tang Ling.

Tang Ling was stunned: "You mean any weapons?" ”

"Well, no lethal, destructive weapon can be brought into the cultivation room."

"Then you say that this is the case in general, and what is the unusual situation?" Tang Ling blinked his eyes a few times, he would not compromise, falling asleep was a matter of life and death.

"Well, you're out of the scope of the special case."

"I'm very special, I'm poor! This is my family property, I must take it with me, and I am absolutely not comfortable giving it to anyone. Tang Ling slapped the table and said almost as a scoundrel.

"Please lay down all your weapons, and I can open the cultivation room for you." The glamorous woman kept smiling, and even the curvature of the corners of her mouth did not change in the slightest.

"That won't work, if you won't let me bring my property in. I'm not going to cultivate today, I'll figure it out one day, and I'll come back one day. Tang Ling stiffened his neck, looking quite unreasonable.

In fact, this was the worst plan of last resort, as long as he survived tonight, even if Tang Ling was allowed to enter the cultivation room wearing only a pair of underwear, he was willing.

"No, it's your personal reason that delays your cultivation. And each cultivation room in the Tower of Babel is arranged. If you miss it, you can only wait for the next time to reapply. The glamorous woman replied formulaically.

"You think a hundred points of hope are blown by the wind?" Tang Ling was about to explode, if he really couldn't do it, he really had to give up this opportunity, return to the barrier of hope, and find a safe place to fall asleep.

And then? It is estimated that I will have to use everyone's hope points to apply for the cultivation of the Tower of Babel again.

But what is this? This kind of behavior cannot be explained logically, and if you think about it, you will find flaws.

Tang Ling decided to fight for it.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly smiled, looked at the beautiful woman and said, "You also said that there are special circumstances, right?" You're just counting me as a special case, okay? Captain Wyvern's brother shouldn't be treated like this, does he? ”

"The lord of the castle cares about me, but I don't want to cry in front of him. Because of the family property, this kind of thing is too disturbing to the lord of the castle. ”

The glamorous woman was stunned, even the formulaic smile on her face that had not changed for thousands of years stiffened on her face, she looked at the staff like a pleading, and seemed to have a reproach, how could there be such a strange thing that she had to bring a weapon into the cultivation room? Isn't it a very simple thing to put down your weapon and come and take it after an hour of cultivation?

At this time, Tang Ling was already very melancholy, looked up at the roof worriedly, and said softly: "I suspect that there are always tricky villains who want to harm me." ”

"Cough..."The staff coughed repeatedly, signaling the beautiful woman to ask her boss, such a thing will definitely not go to the city lord, but it is completely possible to make trouble to the flying dragon.

You can't do so much for the sake of a victim paranoia.

Besides, these weapons brought by Tang Ling are all 'tattered' things in front of the strong, and they are not so embarrassing.

It is also smart for a beautiful woman to get such a 'noble' job here, she no longer argues with Tang Ling, but puts on headphones, presses the bracelet on her wrist, and begins to whisper something.

As for what he said, Tang Ling didn't deliberately listen, he was just a little envious of this communication tool, and it was a product of super civilization, where did it come from?

A minute later, the beautiful woman's face showed a look of slight surprise, and her gaze at Tang Ling was also a little surprised.

Soon, she hung up the call and said to Tang Ling: "Please ask your boss, if you want, you can bring your well, well, your family property into the cultivation room." ”

"Any more questions?"

"Nope." Tang Ling looked like he was right, and he should be like this, but in fact, he had some doubts in his heart, which boss was so easy to talk to? Is the name of the Wyvern so useful?

But the glamorous woman obviously wouldn't answer him these questions, and after some manipulation, the red dot representing cultivation room 136 had already lit up on the screen.

The staff took Tang Ling into a special elevator in this small room, which led directly to the real first floor of the Tower of Babel.

In his heart, he probably thought that Tang Ling and Feilong had a great relationship, maybe it was not a younger brother who was better than a younger brother, and he was even more attentive to Tang Ling.

Along the way, he was seizing the time to explain to Tang Ling some of the key points of the cultivation room, especially what Tang Ling, a person like Tang Ling who had not yet entered the formal cultivation, what should he do, in order to better absorb energy.

Even, according to the rules, Tang Ling could only enter the cultivation room from eight o'clock, and when they arrived at the cultivation room, there were still eight minutes before eight o'clock, but the staff also let Tang Ling enter the cultivation room in advance.

With a 'snap', as the door of the cultivation room closed, the sound of the electronic lock automatically locking also came.

According to the staff, unless the insiders open it themselves, if someone wants to break into the cultivation room, they must at least use a weapon of the level of super alloy to break the door lock.

Therefore, Tang Ling will have an hour that will definitely not be disturbed.

"Is that a good thing?" The turn of things made people a little stunned, and the smooth ones made people inevitably uneasy, and Tang Ling naturally wouldn't accept it so calmly.

He always felt that from the attitude of some people, he could feel that a brewing storm was about to break out, and in his mind, the outline of the whole conspiracy had not yet been outlined, and he needed some proof.

But in any case, any conspiracy is a joke in the face of absolute power, and what he can do is to seize the time to improve himself.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling took a deep breath, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Is this the rich, pure energy? As soon as you enter this cultivation room, even every cell in your body is filled with a pleasant feeling, and you can even feel that they are starting to be full of vitality and replenished.

Even as the speed of fragmentation increases, the attrition to oneself decreases.

This kind of energy is mild and delicate, acting on the tiniest unit of the body - cells, which makes people wonder, is it from the energy of the purple moon?

Glancing at the cultivation room, Tang Ling found that it was full of all kinds of equipment, just like the most high-end gym in the former civilization.

The staff told him to find a way to squeeze the limit of his physical strength and consume every ounce of strength so that he could get the most benefits.

Of course, if you have the perseverance to reach the limit again and again, the more benefits you can get.

"It's a great place." Tang Ling's hand subconsciously brushed his chest, and when he knew that 'it' was a seed, his feeling for it seemed to be more obvious.

Tang Ling could feel its excitement, like a baby who had not eaten enough for a long time, and was suddenly carried into the milk to take a bath.

"Then I'm so sorry for you." Tang Ling teased dissatisfiedly, with his current appetite, he still felt aggrieved that he couldn't eat enough all year round.

The countdown to falling asleep was constantly decreasing, if it weren't for this, Tang Ling would still really want to squeeze his limit here, which was obviously a great temptation.

It's a pity... Tang Ling found a place to sit down, counted the time, and took out a handful of second-grade fierce beast jerky that he had cut into thin strips, which weighed about two taels.

"It's time to digest it." After all, it was only second-level fierce beast meat, and the eating technique that Su Yao taught him could increase some digestion speed, provided that you could endure the pain.

Although there were still doubts, Tang Ling had already stuffed the jerky of these fierce beasts into his mouth, chewed hard to the extent that he could swallow them, and swallowed them.

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