At the same time that Luo Yang entered the next floor, Luo Yan'er's free fall also came to an end.

During the entire fall, except for the screams at the beginning, she bit her lower lip tightly and did not say a word.

It's not that she's not afraid, but she knows that fear can't save her.

Suddenly, a continuous popping sound came into my ears from below.

The sound of water?

She made a split second judgment.

That's right, there was a small puddle at the bottom of the pit, and when she fell from the hole, she stepped on a piece of earth.

The incessant popping sound was the sound of dirt entering the water.

The appearance of puddles is not accidental.

The continuous rainy season determines that the water resources in the jungle are very abundant, and such a deep hole will accumulate a lot of rainwater to form puddles.

Of course, even if there is a water buffer, with such a high acceleration on the water, the same ten deaths.

didn't have time to think about it more, Luo Yan'er poured all the source qi into the jade pendant that her grandfather gave her.

The pattern engraved inside it then activated, and a thick transparent light mask instantly appeared outside her body, enveloping her.

There was a loud thud, and the violent impact slowed her speed.

With the waves of water falling behind you, and the water holes that are discharged when passing through the current.

Luo Yan'er, who was covered in an oval shield, was like a cheerful submarine, rushing to the bottom with small bubbles all the way.

Through the afterglow of the light mask, she regained her girlish nature for the rest of her life, and began to look at the surrounding environment curiously.

In fact, there was nothing to see, nothing more than muddy dirty water and some scraps of broken wood, and soon she lost interest.

Only the animal remains that occasionally sink in front of your eyes will cause a few exclamations of "wow" and "ah" that are not excited or afraid.

But she was careless and didn't realize a problem at all:

Why didn't this mask with air continue to sink with air when it lost the kinetic energy it added when it fell?

......

It didn't take long for the underwater scenery to be clearly visible, and it was completely a black silt with no end in sight.

But, there's no end?

Luo Yan'er was very surprised, and when she looked around, she couldn't see the cave wall at all as far as the halo could reach.

"You can still see it when you just fell down. ”

She pouted and muttered to herself.

But soon, this question was completely put out of her mind after the mask bottomed out.

She manipulated the mask to roll forward, and began to explore this strange underwater world.

......

......

The main study of the Heavenly Temple.

The deacon on duty, who was supposed to stay in front of the Tower of Babel and wait for the results of the battle, bowed in the direction of the main seat.

St. Rose, the Lord of the Heavenly Temple, who was sitting upright, waved his hand and did not speak, just looked down at the deacon below.

If you disturb yourself in the middle of the night, there must be something big.

After the deacon got up, he lowered his head and whispered:

"Hall Master, yesterday afternoon, a clansman who called himself Zhu Yan entered the Tower of Babel.

The existing five-storey tower body is bright, proving that it has entered the last layer, the [constant] pass.

The stakes are so high that his subordinates dare not delay, so they can only go late at night. ”

"Zhu Yan, through the sky?" the mist on Rose's face did not move, but the self-expression in his mouth was full of surprise.

Afterwards, the hall was silent.

The deacon stood waiting for instructions, and Ross was lost in thought.

For a long time, he didn't know what to think, but suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"When the Zhu Yan people come out of the tower, bring them directly to me. ”

The deacon said yes and was about to step back.

"Whenever!" added Rose.

The deacon's lowered face was visibly stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and retreated.

......

......

At this time, Luo Yang, the protagonist of the two people, was looking at the huge golden sand mountain in front of him in a daze.

On the ground beside him was a text composed of a thin set of sand:

【Level 6】

[Clearance conditions: Count the specific amount of gravel in the current small world.] 】

。。。

What the hell is this?

Sincerely, you won't let you clear the customs, right?

That is enough to be comparable to the size of an aircraft carrier in the previous life, how many grains will it take?

A year?

Or two years?

With this kung fu, I can be super god in my own cultivation, so what kind of tower do you break into?

Isn't it good to kill directly to the flower family?

Luo Yang, whose face was uncertain, took a deep breath and began to study whether there were any loopholes to drill in the customs clearance conditions.

After a while, he reluctantly gave up and began to observe his surroundings instead.

Let's start with Sand Mountain.

I walked around in a circle, a total of 400 steps, about 300 meters.

According to the conic formula I learned in the sixth grade, the volume of this sand mountain is roughly calculated to be 50,000 cubic meters.

Calculated as 1 cubic millimeter of a grain of sand.

The total amount of sand contained in 50,000 cubic meters should be ......

500 million, that's as much as 5 trillion ...

"Kill me!" Luo Yang was a little desperate.

I don't know how long it will take to count 500 million billions, and this count of sand is going crazy for a long time.

In case there's a slip in the middle...

He directly suppressed all those bad thoughts and began to leave the sand mountain and observe the entire space.

By the way, we also have to see if there is sand in other places.

The small world is worthy of that small word, it is really small, and the United Communist Party has not gone far to reach the end.

He began to look along the walls of the space, looking for ways to cheat if he knew existed that day.

Walk down in a circle.

I couldn't help but secretly rejoice that there was only 50,000 piles of sand.

In addition to this, he also accidentally discovered a fruit grove, which was supposed to be left behind to prevent him from starving to death.

But Luo Yang was not happy at all, because he couldn't think of any help that Guolin could do to him counting sand.

He returned to the sand pile with a blank expression and took a deep breath.

Then he sat down on the edge with a determined expression, grabbed a handful of sand and prepared to count.

But to his horror, he found that this was not ordinary sand, but a small gold ball of the same size, artificially made of unknown metal.

Each of the golden balls is not light, and the one in his hand is about a catty.

The corner of his eyes twitched and looked at the 50,000 sand mountain, and suddenly remembered that the customs clearance conditions were written in the gravel, not sand...

He had a completely new understanding of the shamelessness of this questioner.

So, he decided to be quiet.

Throw away the gold sand in your hand and come to the fruit forest.

After picking a fruit casually, he rubbed it on his clothes and took a bite.

Sit on the ground and think about what to do next:

Don't really count them one by one, this is the year of the monkey?

Why don't you count what you can do?

Luo Yang, whose mind was a mess, became more and more annoyed the more he thought about it, waved his hand and threw the fruit out.

But it just smashed on a sapling that had just spread its body and was not yet mature.

Looking at the sapling's swaying branches, his eyes lit up.

It seems to be a play!

Hurriedly repeated the idea in his mind again.

That's right, just do it!

He jumped up from the ground in excitement and headed straight for the sapling.