On the fifty-second floor, although he tried his best to avoid all the spirit level puppets, he was still discovered by a three-person team, and after being entangled for about a quarter of an hour, Meng Wushao, who had exhausted all the "talismans", finally ended this trip to the "Tower of Babel".

When he was teleported back to Wushuang City, in the thirty-six main cities, the "Monument of Babel" on all the central squares, the words on it finally stopped flickering-

"Meng Siao, the spiritual realm cultivation, the first to tenth floors of the Tower of Babel, it takes half an hour, the eleventh to twenty floors, half an hour and three quarters of an hour, the twenty-first to thirty floors, one hour. From the 31st to the 40th floor, it takes half an hour and three quarters of an hour to burn incense. From the 41st to the 50th floor, it took two hours. ”

Eventually, such a record was left on the fifth stone tablet in the middle of the central square.

Seeing that the words on the "Monument of Babel" finally stopped beating, everyone knew that this mysterious newcomer who had swept through the twenty Star Pavilions ten days ago had most likely failed in one of the layers between the fifty-first and sixtieth floors.

Suddenly, on all the central squares of the thirty-six main cities, the original bustling and side-by-side crowds began to disperse in all directions, although those who had not been able to squeeze in before were still trying to squeeze towards the "monument of the Tower of Babel", wanting to see the records on the stone monument with their own eyes, but in general, the crowds of the thirty-six central squares were becoming more and more sparse.

"Seeing" Meng Siao's "Breaking the Tower" record with their own eyes, everyone already has their own considerations in their hearts, and the next step is to prepare for tomorrow's "Tower of Babel Challenge".

In the small tea stall in the south of Wushuang City, which is almost unattended, the middle-aged monk who calls himself "Lord Shuang" is still the same old look, with Erlang's legs crossed, smoking a cigarette in his mouth, basking in the sun comfortably, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, which is completely the kind of posture that does not seek progress, eats and waits for death.

Until, he saw a man-

Meng Siao, who was in the image of a fat man, walked to his tea stall with a shy stomach, found a table and sat down casually, beckoned to him: "Senior, when the guests come to the door, they have to serve a bowl of tea first." With such a service attitude, it's no wonder that you can't see a single guest for half a day. ”

"I'm not selling tea in the first place. The middle-aged monk rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Having said that, he still stood up, made a pot of tea, and threw it on the tea table where Meng Siao was sitting with a "bang": "Drink it yourself!"

Meng Siao smiled: "I didn't provoke you, why did you look bitter and hateful to me?"

The middle-aged monk rolled his eyes and said, "Why didn't you mess with me? Just because you broke through the tenth layer at once, I earned at least two million fewer 'star points'! Two million is enough for me to change how many academy contribution points!"

Meng Siao was suddenly a little speechless: "Co-author, this is also my fault, I was originally doing a task, okay." ”

The middle-aged monk snorted, shrugged his shoulders, picked up a bench, sat down in front of him, took a puff of cigarette, and suddenly smiled: "Do you know that this time, you have at least pit ninety percent of the alternate freshmen in this world." ”

"I completed this hidden mission, so that they have the opportunity to experience in the 'Tower of Babel', no matter how you say it, it will also benefit the world, you pit people's statement, it doesn't seem to make sense, right?" Meng Siao thought that he was thinking about the problem of two million "star points", and suddenly rolled his eyes.

The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "You opened the 'Tower of Babel', of course, this is for the benefit of one party, but you directly broke through the fifty floors in one go, which is to pit all the alternate freshmen who will enter the 'Tower of Babel' for 'breaking into the tower' tomorrow into the bottomless abyss." ”

"Uh......" Meng Siao frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

The middle-aged monk smiled and gloated more and more: "It's very simple, you think, even a person who has cultivated in the Spirit Realm can break through the first fifty floors of the 'Tower of Babel', so what will those who have cultivated in the Spirit Realm, those who have cultivated in the Condensation Pulse Realm, and even those who have cultivated in the Zhou Heaven Realm think in their hearts?"

"This ......" Meng Siao suddenly understood what he meant, but he only shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "This is what they think they think, and they have a relationship with me and half of the 'star point', and I didn't tell them that the first fifty floors of the 'Tower of Babel' are easy to clear, and no one can blame me." Besides, if you are killed in it anyway, there will be no loss, to paraphrase your old saying, the first time, it should be a sightseeing tour. It's you, who look like you're gloating, is that really good?"

The middle-aged monk laughed: "Sue you, although there will be no loss in dying in the 'Tower of Babel', the number of times you can die per month is limited, and if you die, you can't 'break into the tower' anymore." If you still want to do the quest 'Babel Challenge', you'll have to ask me to buy extra deaths in Musou City! The faster they die, the happier I am, hahahaha! Today's weather is really good, and tomorrow's weather will be even better!"

"......" Looking at his face that was not good for death, Meng Siao suddenly mourned for the alternate freshmen of Wushuang City.

In "Tower of Babel", it is true that you can choose to leave after breaking through one floor, but under normal circumstances, no one should give up halfway, and it must be challenged layer by layer until you die in a certain layer.

And this number of deaths is obviously a hidden setting, and when these people trigger this setting, it is estimated that they will bleed profusely, and they will be slaughtered by this middle-aged monk's big knife.

"It's really a story that deserves my sympathy. Meng Siao said, standing up, "It seems that I have to brush up the 'star points' in the first fifty floors first." Then, if I take care of your business in the future, can you give you another friendship price?"

"I've cheated me at least once for two million deals, and you still want a friendship price?" the middle-aged monk snorted, "If I don't give you more money, it's my righteousness." For the sake of you helping me trap the other alternate freshmen, I will finally tell you a piece of information for free - starting from the fifty-first floor, if you can, kill those spirit level puppets more, there will be unexpected benefits. By the way, you were on the fifty-first floor, and you were miserably abused, right?"

"I'll tell you a secret one last time. Meng Si smiled at him, "Actually, I died on the fifty-second floor. ”

The middle-aged monk's mouth suddenly opened wide and he was dumbfounded.

Meng Wushao looked at his expression, and his heart was suddenly very satisfied, he laughed, and walked directly towards the teleportation circle of Wushuang City.