The people of Far Wind Harbor fell into an inexplicable terror.

Overnight, a strange and indescribable tower suddenly erected on the sea in the distance, and there was a black ball under the tower, which seemed to be not an entity, which was the most unsettling.

Soon, the early risers learned that the harbor had sent large ships to explore at night, and now they knew that the location of the Black Tower was on the Five Star Island, and the entire island was surrounded by a spherical black mist. The scholars, the elders, and even a few old Yaksha elders who lived in seclusion in the harbor were summoned to the council hall overnight, and the library was sleepless all night, and in the end, no one knew what was going on with the black mist, let alone where the tower came from.

The worse news was that the clipper ship sent back, in order to explore, the fleet originally wanted to land on the island to approach the black fog, but the five star islands suddenly set off extremely violent waves, and it was obvious that a supernatural force issued a warning. But things can't end so simply, and the captains of the ships consult with each other and prepare to shell the black fog behind the storm belt.

This idea has to be said to be very clever, the edge of the black fog is within the range of the shells, after a round of shelling, the captains were stunned to look at the shells that were quickly sucked in by the black fog, stunned for a long time, and finally had to choose to retreat.

Undoubtedly, the black mist is dangerous, it can swallow anything that comes close.

If there is any good news, it is that the black fog has remained static so far, and if it continues to spread, I am afraid that the Far Wind Harbor will be doomed sooner or later.

The Black Mist has completely eliminated the pirates on an island, which is not good news for the Far Wind Harbor, which is equivalent to their military strength being cut in half, and in the eyes of the merchants who command the port, this is a more urgent situation than the Black Mist, but fortunately it is not without countermeasures.

As a result, the fact that the black fog appeared was in a sense obscured by a larger crisis, and the only people who really talked about it were some idle sailors, and everyone else was busy dealing with all kinds of emergencies.

But the black fog still hasn't changed, and neither has the tower.

Due to some kind of spatial shift, Qiu Wuyi was not able to confirm the changes that had taken place on the island, and it was impossible to explore the black fog that had emerged inexplicably.

At least now he can be sure that the black fog is harmless to him, and in the black fog, he doesn't know whether it is day or night, after waiting at the gate of the tower for several hours, seeing that the black fog has no possibility of disappearing at all, Qiu Wuyi decided to take a risk.

The method is still the old way, with a string connected at the entrance of the tower gate, keep the state of the two sides connected, so that you will not get lost.

That should have been a viable approach.

However, after really walking in the black fog, Qiu Wuyi felt more and more that something was wrong.

I had a general impression of the island from the first day I landed on the island, and in the days that followed, I had already figured out the distribution of the island's excavation sites and various important facilities, and it was impossible to get lost if I gave a single coordinate.

And outside the tower, there is a coordinate that is so obvious that it could not be more obvious - the kitchen.

This is not a complete coincidence, before this, Qiu Wuyi had already figured out the structure of the tower, the tower was actually located in the middle of the island, and each small door led to a different part of the island.

And the kitchen is exactly the place Qiu Wuyi is most familiar with.

It's inconceivable to get lost in the most familiar places.

There is no obstacle to lock the direction of the kitchen and keep walking, and you should be able to reach the beach smoothly.

Qiu Wuyi's footsteps finally stopped, completely lost in the darkness.

No matter how sharp his gaze is, he can't penetrate the barrier of the black mist, he can't see anything except for the range of two or three steps under his feet, and with every step, Qiu Wuyi is calculating the distance he has traveled, and he should have arrived at the harbor a long time ago, and there is no possibility of going in the wrong direction, but there is still nothing but the ground where he can land.

Standing in the middle of the lonely darkness, Qiu Wuyi's heart suddenly surged with an inexplicable sense of helplessness, which is a manifestation of cowardice and an inevitable manifestation of a person's heart.

Sighing softly, Qiu Wuyi pinched the string that he didn't know how long it was released, and turned around and returned to the starting point.

Five minutes later, the messy kitchen finally came into view.

At this time, Qiu Wuyi covered his face with tears and laughter, and he was weak.

After groping in the black fog for seven or eight hours, when I turned around, it only took five minutes to return to the same place, less than five hundred meters behind the kitchen is the gate of the tower, ironically the glimmer of light from the tower can actually pass through the black fog, and now, the light at the door flashes and flashes, as if laughing at yourself.

The strings released by the fingertips are real, because they are substances produced in their own bodies, and in this black world, it seems that even the body is abnormal, and the strings released along the way are eventually missing.

Now Qiu Wuyi has almost understood what Mao Xiong meant, the current Five Star Island is already a completely closed world, it may be impossible for outsiders to enter, and those trapped inside cannot escape.

In another person, the moment you realize your situation, you are likely to be hopeless.

Qiu Wuyi thought that he would also be afraid, but his calm heart did not waver, as if he was used to being in another world.

Sitting on the stool commonly used in the kitchen, Qiu Wuyi picked up a potato and began to peel it, and his fast-running brain began to think about how to get out of it.

Mao Xiong once said that there was no way to escape in the air, but this may be just a rhetoric, because the top of the tower is beyond the range of the black fog, so the possibility of being able to escape is very high.

It doesn't matter if it's on the sea, just fly over.

But what made Qiu Wuyi care was another sentence from Mao Xiong, he said that there should be a way out of life at the bottom of the tower.

And it turns out that he is wrong, and now it is the bottom of the tower, and there is black fog in every direction around it, and there is only one specific position to get out of the maze?

Qiu Wuyi threw the potatoes into the bucket, lifted the bucket, got up and walked towards the tower.

First, he re-ascended to the top of the tower.

After one climb, climbing the tower has become extremely easy.

However, the moment he reached the entrance to the top of the tower, he was enveloped in suffocating darkness.

There is no chance to fly away, and I don't know when the black fog has completely engulfed the tower, which means that the current tower has completely become a closed and desperate situation.

A closed world with nowhere to escape.

A dark world that doesn't know what else will happen.

The vast black mist was reflected in Qiu Wuyi's pupils, which made his eyes dim a lot, and he didn't speak, because his mood was a little gloomy, not despair, just a little gloomy, because Mao Xiong's other words resurfaced in his mind.

The bottom of the tower.

The "way of life" that Mao Xiong thought of was probably not outside the tower, but the "bottom of the tower" in the real sense.

Upon entering the first floor of the tower, the most conspicuous thing is the black spring in the center of the hall, or it is not necessarily a spring, but something that looks close to it.

Perhaps the most suspicious thing in the entire tower was this thing, Qiu Wuyi thought of the various mirrors he saw in the Tianzhu Gate, and those mirrors were portals to another dimension.

If the black water is also a kind of portal, there may be an ancient relic buried underneath that Mao Xiong wants to excavate, and it is true that Qiu Wuyi has no interest in the battle for hegemony at sea, and even if he gets some kind of relic, he will not do anything with it.

But once you witness the power of two huge machines, it's hard not to yearn for it, and in a sense, it's called a man's romance.

Now, apart from this suspected portal pool, there is no way to escape.

So Qiu Wuyi finally decided to give it a try, if the black water was really a portal, whether it was to the outside world or to the place where the relics were buried, decisive action was better than staying where it was.

Standing next to Heishui, Qiu Wuyi was still holding a bucket in his hand.

The black water is thicker than ordinary water, and the texture is closer to that of fermented rice wine, although it is opaque, it is free of impurities, and the extremely simple black color is its body.

Qiu Wuyi didn't want to rush into contact with it, so he first threw the potatoes in the bucket into the pool.

The small potato smashed on the surface of the water without causing the slightest ripple, and although it was water, its density seemed to be almost the same as that of a solid.

But the potato didn't roll down the surface of the water, and when it came into contact with the water, it disappeared from Qiu Wuyi's sight.

Not sinking, but really disappearing.

This kind of disappearance is like a person who opens his eyes and wakes up from sleep, but his home is ransacked by thieves, and it does not disappear.

This has already proved Qiu Wuyi's conjecture in some way, of course, it is also possible that it will be eliminated by the black water, but it is unlikely.

So Qiu Wuyi prepared a second test.

There was still half of the water in the bucket, which Qiu Wuyi had just brought out from the wooden barrel in the kitchen, and on the island, the drinking water followed the storage method on the ship, and it was also a habit to pack it in wooden barrels, and some of them were still closed wooden barrels.

Standing on the edge of the black water, Qiu Wuyi picked up the wooden barrel with a wooden stick and slowly placed it on the surface of the black water.

Like the potato, the bucket disappeared completely in an instant, including the wooden stick in Qiu Wuyi's hand, and the disappearance of the wooden stick made his hand empty.

This shows that Heishui sees the bucket, the water in the bucket, and the wooden stick as the same object, which is a good sign, because Qiu Wuyi has read a similar novel that records a kind of Atlas tunnel that can only teleport certain fixed objects, so some things will be left in place when teleporting, such as clothes.

Two experiments proved that the black water should be a safe passage, and Qiu Wuyi was in good spirits, but left the hall and returned to the kitchen.

A little joy wasn't enough to dilute his composure, it was a trip that didn't know how long it would take, and it had to be prepared beforehand.

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