Three days to prepare. 【Reading.com】

The Bronze City Lords were tortured.

From the most basic military formation training to the physical training, they relived the simplicity of learning martial arts at the beginning.

In three days, it won't have much effect, and the reinforcement of the Decepticon soldiers on them is only focused on strengthening the formation change.

Yang Hu, on the other hand, was squatting in Zhongli's camp, discussing the environment in the Tower of Babel with Zhongli, Huyan Yuanshan, Su Zhong and some veteran soldiers.

No matter how sophistic the Tower of Babel is, there are always traces of its changes.

However, even if Yang Hu analyzed them one by one and recorded the environment presented in the intelligence, he was deeply shocked.

It can be said that every time the same person enters the Tower of Babel, there are a few times, dozens of times, but almost no of the same paths, and the situation inside is not illusory, but physical.

This is worth pondering.

The long case in front of Yang Hu was filled with all kinds of drawings, all of which he drew based on the descriptions of the soldiers and the information provided by Decepticon.

It's already the one hundred and forty-sixth, and none of them are the same.

Others think it's useless, but Yang Hu doesn't think so.

Based on the information he has obtained now, on the drawing paper that others can't see, Yang Hu has found a few hidden threads.

In addition to the soldiers who came in and out in turn, Zhongli, Huyan Yuanshan, and Su Zhong, there was also a young girl who had been watching Yang Hu's useless work

The young girl is the niece of the lady of the Lord of the Heavenly City, named Qin Qing.

In her early twenties, she is tall, nearly one meter eight tall and has a very good figure, although she doesn't look like a country and a city, but she is very attractive, especially those pure and flawless big eyes, so that you can see her, and you only feel a peace in your heart.

Yang Hu held the paintbrush and quickly swung it, drawing the scene described by a green armor guard next to him.

Looking at Yang Hu's swiftness, Qin Qing frowned slightly: "Yang Hu, are you showing us your painting skills? To be honest, I can't see any breakthrough if you do this." ”

Yang Hu looked up at Qin Qing, saw her quiet eyes, and chuckled rarely: "You must have done such an investigation when you were formulating our offensive line, right?"

Qin Qing nodded: "I also drew almost two hundred." But I didn't bring it with me! I would rather overwhelm the enemy in terms of military formation and momentum, and make a breakthrough with absolute strength. ”

Yang Hu chuckled: "Absolute power? Do you know what absolute power is?"

Qin Qing was not like others, she would feel that he said this with hostility or sarcasm, she thought about it carefully: "Incomparable, there is no room for resistance. ”

Yang Hu shook his head and straightened his waist: "Wrong." It's despair!"

"The power to make the opponent feel hopeless. The power to make yourself feel hopeless. That kind of thing is called absolute power. ”

Qin Qing's big eyes showed a hint of puzzlement: "Isn't it different?"

Yang Hu shrugged: "It's definitely different." ”

He lifted the drawing paper in his hand, blew dry the ink and suddenly threw it outward.

Fingertips flicked, swishing constantly, and one after another the drawing paper spread out in all directions, surrounding the circular tent and nailing the walls.

Su Zhong, Zhong Li, and Huyan Yuanshan next to him saw Yang Hu move, stood up, and looked at Yang Hu.

Yang Hu looked around at the various ink landscapes on the walls of the tent with his hands behind his back, and a few smiles appeared on the corners of his mouth.

It's the same as guessing for yourself.

Even though the terrain in the Tower of Babel is constantly changing, there are still a few fixed things that are set in stone.

For example, on the seventeenth panel, there is a sculpture surrounded by vines.

It also appears in chapters fifty-six and ninety-one, but with slight changes in position and appearance.

On the seventeen sheets, the terrain is a mountain forest, and the statue is wrapped in vines, on the fifty-six, the terrain is a swamp, which is half sunk in muddy water, and on the ninety-one, the terrain is a desert, and it is half buried in the sand.

Combining the daytime sunlight and the stars in the night, it can be clearly distinguished, and the statue is looking straight to the north no matter where it is.

And the information provided by Su Zhong and them, when the gate of the Tower of Babel opened, it was all in the east.

This leads to two directions.

Yang Hu can basically determine that in any scene in the Tower of Babel, there will be some hints of direction, location, and similar guidance.

I only drew more than 100 pictures and found three identical places, so how many such opportunities would be hidden in the places that were ignored by the soldiers?

Wealth, resources, people die for wealth, birds die for food.

If you want to hide more secrets, how appropriate it is to use wealth and resources to attract the attention of others!

It's a pity that those city lords who enter the tower only care about leading troops everywhere to plunder the resources they need, and give up the opportunity to explore the secrets inside.

Yang Hu looked back at Su Zhong and asked, "What's the secret of the Tower of Babel?"

Su Zhong shook his head: "It's a lot, but you have to work hard to get it." Soul jade, generals, military armor, war beast eggs, soldiers' training, etc. ”

Yang Hu nodded: "Decepticon City is a golden city, how many layers have it hit?"

Su Zhong hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Thirty-nine floors." All that appeared were distant mountains, and masters like Zhongli were there. Ordinary soldiers are basically useless. ”

Yang Hu glanced at Zhongli and Huyan Yuanshan: "There won't be more than a hundred or ten Decepticons like them, right? What about the higher-level Purple Gold City?

Su Zhong shook his head: "It's difficult. The few Purple Gold Cities with which we have an alliance never reveal their progress in the Tower of Babel. ”

Yang Hu cracked his mouth: "Has anyone estimated the number of layers?"

Su Zhong shook his head and said lightly: "The Tower of Babel, in the records I know, it has always existed. You've probably seen how huge the tower is, and the space inside is unpredictable. The conservative estimate is also above the hundreds. ”

Yang Hu laughed strangely: "Maybe there is only one layer?"

Su Zhong showed a little solemnity on his face, thought carefully for a while, and shook his head at him: "Some people have also put forward such an idea, there is only one floor, and it is like a labyrinth inside, and our entry and exit only randomly appear in a certain area of the tower." ”

But no one has been able to find evidence to support this claim. ”

Yang Hu nodded: "Maybe we can find something different this time." ”

Qin Qing's big eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Have you found anything?"

Yang Hushen smiled mysteriously: "Of course." ”

As he spoke, he waved around, and the paper on the wall turned into crumbs and scattered.

Yang Hu said to Su Zhong: "It's a pity, my soldiers can't be transferred, otherwise I will definitely make a fortune this time." With that waste, it's a question of whether you can complete the task. ”

Qin Qing pouted: "You are quite confident." ”

Yang Hu ignored the girl and nodded to Su Zhong: "It's time to get ready to go." ”

He said to Zhongli again, "Can you enter your armory? I'm going to pick a few good guys." ”

Zhongli nodded.

Su Zhong had already walked out.

Qin Qing looked at Huyan Yuanshan, who didn't speak, and quieted down