The Tower of Babel has six floors.

Luo Yang poured the last car of gold sand into the weighing plate, which also means that there is only one last step left before the victory out of the tower.

Silently add a large string of numbers on the ground to the last sand.

He straightened up and looked ahead.

There was no joy in his expression, and there was just a faint sense of confidence.

What no one has done for hundreds of years,

Today

I Luo Yang did it!

Those who killed the pig mother and kidnapped the five treasures, are you ready?

Answer: 536...... 1。 ”

The voice did not fall.

Whether it was a fruit forest or a wheelbarrow, the whole space twisted in front of his eyes.

Immediately after, it exploded.

Like the fast forward when the universe first opened, one planet after another suddenly appeared around Luo Yang.

In the end, it merged into a brilliant galaxy and disappeared with him.

......

In the center of the tower on the sixth floor of Tongtian, a gray figure was suspended out of thin air.

The figure was not an entity, but a creature composed entirely of smoke.

At this moment, he was slowly raising his head and looking ahead.

An emotionless voice came out of his mouth:

"If I'm not mistaken, your name is Luo Yang. ”

Before the words were finished, Luo Yang, who had just disappeared, appeared in the void in front of him like a puzzle.

Luo Yang, whose memory was broken, flashed a trace of confusion in his eyes, but he quickly came to his senses.

Glancing at the strange humanoid creature, he cautiously did not answer.

"One hundred and seventy-three years after Ross, forty-nine people broke through. The figure didn't care about Luo Yang's silence, but continued:

"You are the fiftieth and the only one among them to clear the customs, and you are the fifth in the history of the passers. ”

With a wave of his arm, a curtain of light appeared between the two.

It is like a summary of the clearance in the game, listing Luo Yang's specific scores.

【Interlocutor: Luo Yang】

【First Kanjin: A-】

[Second Level: SSS]

【Third Wisdom: SS】

[Fourth level Yong: A-]

[Fifth Letter: SSS]

[Sixth Heng: A-]

"The hidden names of each level have their own meaning.

Do you know why you only have righteousness, wisdom, and faith above S?", the figure asked.

But without waiting for Luo Yang to reply, he said to himself:

"The first level is benevolence, you have not completely solved the suffering of the people, but you have just punished the mayor of the town and it will be over.

At best, he is jealous and hateful, but he is invincible. ”

Luo Yang, who had no waves, listened to it, but he sneered in his heart.

What do you want to do? I just want those people to die!

"The fourth level is bravery, the courage of the three armies, but you retreated.

If you can invite the opposing commander to fight before the two armies face off, the other party will definitely fight you, and you will not be controlled by the demon lord at all. ”

Luo Yang sneered in his heart.

Oh, taking his own life in order to kill a person who has no grudges and no grudges, isn't that brave, is he stupid.

Being alive is the most important thing.

Is this stupid fork brain?

Hehe~

"The sixth level of Heng, as the name suggests, is a test of your perseverance.

You can take shortcuts.

But along the way of cultivation, there is no room for half-tricks, what is needed is a tendon to go to the end.

Am I right, stupid?" said the figure's tone with a hint of playfulness.

Surprise!

Luo Yang looked at the figure in front of him in surprise!

An indescribable embarrassment ensued.

Can this guy read minds?

"In my consciousness space, every word you think about is like shouting in my ear, and you can't listen to it or not. The figure replied naturally, without any pretentiousness.

Luo Yang's heart was broken, and he hurriedly emptied his mind and forced himself to kick all those bad thoughts out of his mind.

Then he asked, "You're the manager here, and what is the space of consciousness, and why am I here?"

The figure didn't answer immediately, but paused before replying:

"I am the tower spirit of this Tower of Babel, you may call me, Lord Bobo.

And the space of consciousness, when you become a great sage and step into the realm of the gods, you will naturally know. ”

Speaking of this, Ta Ling hesitated again, and then said to Luo Yang with a solemn voice:

"As for the purpose for which you were summoned, there is only one.

I just want you to do something for me, something that's important to me.

So, Zhu Luoyang, please answer solemnly, are you willing to help me?"

Luo Yang frowned, and asked with some confusion: "What do you do?"

"That's right, I can't say until you promise to help.

Unless you are willing to let me plant a brand on your mind, it is not non-negotiable ... ”

Luo Yang's head shook like a rattle.

What are you kidding, God knows what that brand is for.

He looked a little hesitant, and after a while, he asked cautiously:

"If, um, I mean, what happens if I don't do you a favor?"

Ta Ling's tone was flat: "Don't worry, even if you don't help, I won't do anything to you." ”

"I~"

Luo Yang's face was happy, and he was about to refuse, but there was an unfinished follow-up sentence from Ta Ling's ears:

"Just be a slave in my tower for a hundred years to make up for the cost of breaking through the level. ”

"Day... The word rejection instantly turned into a real thought, and blurted out.

Are you sure you gave a choice, big brother?

He stared at the big liar who called himself Bobo, speechless.

"Okay, I've got you covered, let's hear about it, your important matter. ”

"Are you really sure you're going to help Lord Bobo?" said Talein, earnestly.

"Sure, let's talk about it!" Luo Yang waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, let's sign this contract first. ”

As he spoke, Taling pulled a cloud of gray gas out of his body.

With a shake of his hand, he turned into a piece of leather paper covered with strange patterns and handed it to Luo Yang.

Luo Yang took the leather paper, looked left and right, and twisted it with his fingers.

In the end, I have to admit that this is really a piece of paper made of leather.

Shaking his head to give up the idea of apprenticeship, he began to read the terms carefully.

It's full of nonsense, and it's basically filling in all kinds of loopholes.

The main idea is just one sentence:

Today's conversation between the two sides must not be leaked in any way, and the violator will die with a thunderbolt.

Huh, this punishment is so oriental, it's obviously said from another world.

Luo Yang was thoughtful.

According to Taling's instructions, after he attached a trace of his consciousness to it, the leather paper instantly turned to ash.

In the dark, he seemed to feel a trace of bond with the tower spirit, but it disappeared in an instant, which once made him think it was an illusion.

And Ta Ling's gaze at Luo Yang was obviously softer than just now, and he had the taste of looking at his own people.

"Let's start with where I came from. When he got down to business, his expression was a little dazed, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

"It was the first snow 1,000 years ago, and it came a little later than usual......"

Luo Yang fell to the ground with a heel.

This is absolutely possessed by a sword...