Wu Heng was slightly observing the other party, approaching the existence of the tower master for the first time.

The sofa she was sitting on, the soft sofa didn't collapse much, as if the whole body didn't have many pounds and taels.

"It turned out to be a special soul grass with a trace of possession ability, it is considered the best, it is what I need, what do you want to exchange?"

The Lord of the Shadow Tower opened her mouth with joy, but her voice was cold, as if she spoke to anyone like this, but she could clearly feel her happiness.

Wu Heng can also understand that powerful people will always become silent, not because they have lost the ability to get along with others, but because they have lost their interest in making a show with others.

Just as he faced ordinary people.

The other party praised the best of the unique products in front of the seller, and if he touched the black heart, it was estimated that it would increase tenfold.

But this is also the self-confidence brought by strength, as long as there is enough strength, there are good people around you, and black-hearted businessmen will become honest people.

"I don't know much about the price of this face, you can weigh it." Wu Heng said.

Hearing this, the shadow thought for a while, looked at Wu Heng's clothes, and said:

"Then I'll give you five catties of red silver."

Red silver? Wu Heng was a little puzzled when he heard this name, he didn't know what this thing was for.

The shadow seemed to see Wu Heng's doubts:

"You don't even know what Red Silver is?"

"I really don't know, please tell the tower owner." Wu Heng didn't pretend either, and simply admitted.

When the shadow heard this, he seemed to have figured out something, a light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"Qing Liang said that you are also a dark blue star, can I take a look at your lighthouse number, this is my number."

The shadow flipped his wrist, and a message emerged from the virtual to the real:

Lighthouse number: SL346

Identity: The owner of the sub-tower.

"This..."Wu Heng hesitated slightly.

The phantom seemed to see the reason for Wu Heng's hesitation:

"The lighthouse number is given by the main lighthouse, and no curse can be traced back to the tower keeper according to the number, unless the opponent's ability surpasses the lighthouse, which is a way to distinguish the identity of the faction."

Wu Heng no longer hesitated when he heard this, and flipped the communication tower seal with his wrist, and a message also emerged from virtual to real:

Lighthouse number: SL914

Identity: Tower Keeper.

Seeing this information, the phantom nodded, SL is the abbreviation of the dark blue star, this kind of thing can't be changed, after determining Wu Heng's identity, the phantom spoke:

"Red silver is the main circulation among the tower owners, and it is generally not for sale for the tower keepers below. It's not from the world of lighthouses, it's from reality! ”

"Reality?"

Wu Heng's heart suddenly burst when he heard this, he had been more than a week since this world woke up, and he always felt that there was a crisis suppressed in his heart, but he didn't know where it came from.

This is also the reason why he even wants to risk approaching Cai Xueli and investigating intelligence as Brother Kun, because at this time, he also understands the difficulties of those who don't know the plot, and the whole person is like a headless fly, which is really passive.

But now, the mystery of the world seems to be being revealed.

"Yes, from the intersection of reality and absurdity, it has the effect of cutting off the strange atmosphere, and it is an essential material for the construction of shelters in the future."

"It can also be used to create armor, and the reason why the tower owner doesn't need to trade survival points is because as long as he wears armor made of red silver, disguises himself as an ordinary person, and participates in a few more plots, he will have enough survival points."

"In the general ordinary plot, as long as you don't cause trouble, wear a lining made of red silver to hide your own secrets, hide and paddle in the water, spend your vacation, and survival point is not a rare thing."

Wu Heng heard the cold words of the Shadow Tower Lord in front of him, but he felt that one head was two big.

I thought it was just a team battle like the reincarnation space of the previous novel, but how could there be such things as shelters, absurd places, and red silver.

"What is the place of absurdity, and what is the shelter you are talking about...?"

Wu Heng is in line with the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, he is eager to know what is going on in this world, and intelligence is really the most important.

The Shadow Tower Lord seemed to be waiting for Wu Heng's words.

"I see that you still haven't joined any forces, so you should have concerns about reality, right?"

"This world is not as simple as you think, and the customization of various rules has its absolute truth, which is formulated by the predecessors on the basis of mistakes and corrected step by step. When you understand, you understand! ”

"The Night Rain Association, which I belong to, is currently recruiting nominal members, and they can share information and transactions with the association."

"Although nominal members do not need to investigate the reality of the foundation, they do not enjoy the benefits of reality, and it is a place specially prepared for some potential but vigilant talents."

"I still have a spot on my hand, would you like to join my lighthouse?"

"These places are generally not announced to the public, and when you know enough about something, you will naturally let your guard down."

The Shadow Tower Lord looked at Wu Heng, and did not continue to explain, but threw out an olive branch.

Wu Heng thought about it when he heard this, he really didn't want to reveal the foundation of reality and be controlled by others at the weak stage, this was because he had the confidence to become stronger.

But now there is an opportunity to join it without revealing his roots and obtain information, Wu Heng doesn't want to miss it.

Looking at the meaning of this Shadow Tower Lord, it seems that investigating the background of reality is not only to control its people, but also like what reality needs to arrange to do.

But this is not what Wu Heng needs to think about now, when he rises to the tower master level, he doesn't mind being exposed, but it is definitely not now.

"Okay, I agree to join the Night Rain Association and become a nominal member."

Wu Heng no longer hesitated, and replied categorically.

Hearing this, the phantom nodded, and Wu Heng's tower seal received a message:

[Lighthouse No. SL346 invites you to join the Shadow Lighthouse, do you agree?]

(Note: To exit a tower, you need to submit 1,000 survival points, and you cannot add other towers during a dungeon period.) ）】

Wu Heng saw this message, and this exit loss was completely within his bearing, and his heart moved, and he confirmed to join the Shadow Lighthouse.

[You have joined the Shadow Lighthouse, and the location of entering the lighthouse has been changed from the square to the Hall of the Shadow Lighthouse]

The shadow also received feedback, and when she saw Wu Heng join her lighthouse, she forcibly pulled out a stiff smile on her face.

"You are welcome to join, and your questions can be answered on the information board in the hall of the Shadow Tower."

"Regarding the exchange of soul grass, you can choose Chi Guan Yin, or you can choose 10,000 survival points."

Wu Heng thought about it carefully, Chi Guan Silver can be exchanged for survival points, but looking at the other party's statement, it is not easy to buy Chi Guan Yin.

"Then according to what I said at the beginning, I will choose Chi Guan Yin."

"Okay."

An item about half the size of a basketball and a badge the size of a walnut were placed on the coffee table.

The red silver was like a piece of flesh that had just been cut and was still wriggling, indicating that it had been plated with a layer of silver.

There seemed to be gray mixed with silver streamers, constantly wriggling and circulating on the surface, looking like flesh and blood that exceeded the standard of heavy metal countless times.