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Chapter 386 Rest and Preparation
In the passage on the bottom floor of the black tower, when the Xia country gunner player with a crew cut, sunglasses and windbreaker just walked to the brass door of the exit and was about to escape from this strange place, he suddenly found a purgatory-like scene with thick smoke outside, and there were constant horrible vibration sounds. He couldn't help but look a little confused, and quickly retreated from the door.

"What happened outside..."

He couldn't tell what was going on for a moment, but he knew one thing, that is, he definitely couldn't leave the tower in a short period of time, because anyone could see that anyone who dared to go out now would be killed instantly by the external environment.

"MB! This tower is not deliberately trying to stop me from leaving! The Hearse of the Underworld is rubbish! They chose such a crappy place for me!"

Feeling unhappy, the player started to curse, mainly because he had nothing to do now except climbing the tower or resting, and he had basically lost trust in the tower, which resulted in him being stuck at the door and feeling aggrieved.

As for the battle with the natives that he and four other players had participated in not long ago, it should have allowed him to be happy and release his nature, but as soon as the natives withdrew, he was forcibly pulled back to his own tower climbing space, leading to the current result.

"I must find a way to find out what's going on outside. Maybe everything outside is an illusion, designed to scare me."

Standing inside the door and thinking about it, this powerful gunner player decided to test it in reality. Of course, he would not take the risk of using his own body to test it, so he would just use the props directly.

He was seen standing there rummaging through his personal space. As a high-level player, he had played through countless copies, and the inventory in his personal space was varied, but there were not many really good things.

In a few seconds, a simple pure white paper figure appeared in his hand. It looked like an ordinary product used to commemorate the dead, but he took out a pencil and began to draw two black dots on the paper figure's head as eyes.

When he finished, in an instant, the paper man seemed to come alive, jumped off his palm, ran quickly along the ground of the passage, out of the brass door in front of him, and entered the hot and terrifying scene outside, without any trace of him.

"Hmm? The paper man seems to be fine? It turned out that the outside was an illusion... No! I lost the spiritual connection with the paper man!"

The gunner player used the prop paper man to get the result in less than two seconds, but the result was not what he expected: the paper man lost contact and he didn't find out anything.

"What the hell! Isn't this door open? How can it block my spiritual connection with the paper man? But... this seems to be normal? Otherwise, the explosion outside would have affected the inside long ago..."

After suffering a failure, he quickly understood the reason, but after thinking about it, he decided not to give up the investigation and instead took out two more white paper figures from his personal space.

This time, in addition to drawing eyes on the two paper figures, he also pierced his finger with a pencil and put a little blood on their hearts. This practice is called "heart to heart" and can establish a very special connection between the two paper figures.

Then, just like the first time he explored, he sent one of the paper men to jump off his palm and run towards the horrible world outside the brass door, while the other paper man remained in his hand, standing like a quiet little pet.

Two seconds later, the paper man it sent out had entered the external environment and disappeared, and the paper man he kept in his hand also reacted immediately, falling on his palm almost instantly, as if it had turned from a "living thing" back into a dead object.

At this time, the gunner player who had just finished the investigation finally changed his expression and muttered:

"It seems like something really happened outside... If it was just a loss of spiritual connection, this paper man wouldn't suddenly lose his spirituality..."

He now understood that the scene outside was definitely not an illusion created by the Black Tower to scare him. It was just as extremely dangerous as it looked and could instantly kill the paper man he had made.

Helplessly, he stood inside the brass door and observed the outside for a while. Feeling that the situation outside would not improve in the short term, he had to go back along the way he came and rest on his tower climbing floor.

In fact, similar scenes did not only happen to this player. Other surviving players also encountered similar things. They wanted to escape from this deceptive black tower but found that the situation outside had changed drastically and had to stay in the tower.

On the contrary, those natives with special abilities who entered the tower for the first time, because they were unfamiliar with the black tower, found the scene outside to be extremely horrifying when they finished exploring the situation inside the tower and were about to leave. However, they were standing at the door and nothing happened. Some of them were curious and tried to check it out without authorization. As a result, they were killed instantly by environmental damage, resulting in certain casualties.

As the master of the Black Tower, Wang Zhifan was naturally well aware of all these situations, but he didn't care at all. He only turned on the automatic protection of the Black Tower and did not forcibly close the exit. Whoever wanted to go out and die was their own business, and he would not interfere.

At present, part of his attention is focused on the powerful native named Chongwei, secretly paying attention to his movements and those of the other five ordinary natives, but so far, he has not found anything too unusual.

"Boss, you look much better than before!"

At this moment, in the passage on the bottom floor of the black tower, the short and fat middle-aged man among the five people saw with his own eyes that Chong Wei had eaten all the remaining Paradise Fruits. Then after a while, he discovered that this powerful psychic who was in a seriously poor condition not long ago recovered very quickly, and it seemed that most of the blood he had lost before was replenished.

"Yes, this fruit is very unique. It has a very good healing effect and can also replenish physical energy. I deliberately kept the core for future research. I believe that with the biotechnology of our organization, we can cultivate and promote it."

The indigenous youth Chong Wei, still wearing his bloodstained white coat, raised his hand to show a few Le Tu fruit cores that he had specially left behind.

You can see that the core of this fruit is very small. If you don't do it intentionally, you can swallow it all into your stomach without any problem.

"Boss, what should we do next? Should we continue to stay here for many days?"

The red-haired woman with special abilities interrupted and asked. She looked at the explosions outside that were still going on and felt that the future was a little bleak.

But Chongwei smiled and shook his head immediately after hearing this, and replied confidently:
"Don't worry! You don't have to wait that long! With my current physical condition, I only need to rest for half a day. Once my abilities are back to normal, I will lead you outside and crush those two old guys into pulp!"

As he said these words, his eyes flashed with undisguised hatred again. There was no doubt that he was very angry about the previous betrayal and was ready to launch a thunder strike as soon as he recovered. The oldest short and fat middle-aged man among the few felt that something was wrong, because he felt that this powerful young leader might have been blinded by anger, so he immediately opened his mouth to remind him:

"Boss, our Psychic Division has always had friction with the departments led by those two, but they took advantage of your injury to attack you, which is a serious betrayal. However, we should also remain calm. Those two have control over the mecha and monster teams, and their strength should not be underestimated...

Especially since they will definitely find out that none of us have been killed. If we fight back directly, they will definitely take targeted measures, such as besieging us with mechas and monsters all the way, and evacuating all important people to a hidden base..."

The short and fat middle-aged man pointed out the fact that revenge would not be very simple, and emphasized that even if their leader Zhong Wei was very powerful, he would not be able to push forward smoothly all the way. Maybe others had already hidden in a secret place by now, and then discussed together how to deal with their next revenge, so that they would keep running into obstacles as soon as they went out.

"Hmm... what you said makes sense... I was a little angry... But no matter what, when I recover, we must go out and take revenge. No matter how many obstacles we encounter, we must not retreat!"

Chong Wei carefully considered the opinion of his subordinate and admitted that what he said made sense. However, for an S-level psychic like him, and a dual-powered one at that, he did not think that the two old guys could do much to him. After all, he had only seen one person in this world like the one in the Black Tower who he was completely unable to fight against.

"Don't forget, we are not a single force, we have allies! Those two old guys have seriously offended the owner of this tower. If we join forces with him, we will definitely win!"

He then emphasized something that his subordinates still did not understand, making them feel once again the weight of a certain mysterious person in his heart.

However, this cannot be blamed on his subordinates. The main reason is that his subordinates did not directly fight with Wang Zhifan, and did not even have much contact with him, so they really did not know him well enough.

"Okay... we believe in the boss's judgment...

That person has such a wonderful tower, and if he is willing to help, we will have a great advantage indeed...

Moreover, this advantage will be relatively unfamiliar to our enemies, and they will certainly not be able to make particularly good targeted arrangements..."

Seeing that Zhongwei started to brag about someone's strength again, the short and fat middle-aged man automatically began to imagine and echoed him.

He really didn't know the owner of the black tower, but it was obvious that his boss had lost the battle with the opponent. So, an existence more powerful than their extremely powerful leader was indeed worth looking forward to. From this perspective, the value of this ally was extremely high, and he had to admire the talent of his boss who could turn enemies into friends.

The conversation between these natives continued. Wang Zhifan, who was on the top floor of the black tower, noticed part of it and suddenly felt speechless.

"My goodness, these people are planning to use me to help them fight internally? Well, I am indeed their enemy. After all, I am also a player, an outsider in their eyes, but now I am standing with them..."

Looking back on the whole incident, Wang Zhifan discovered that there were indeed many coincidences.

For example, he happened not to kill Chong Wei directly, giving him room to talk his way out of trouble and save his life, although he actually wanted to let this man go back and follow the clues to find out the real culprit.

But no one could have predicted that Chongwei's opponents in the same organization would attack him with a nuclear bomb, especially when those people kept bombarding the black tower, which made Wang Zhifan feel extremely offended, causing him to choose to join forces with Chongwei to resolve the hatred.

"It doesn't matter. I still have to distinguish between small grudges and big grudges. Someone actually dared to attack me with a nuclear bomb and then bombed me with neutron bombs and other things. I must not let them live!"

Wang Zhifan decided to abide by the previous verbal agreement, so he spent some time thinking about how to deal with the enemy later. Based on the conversation he heard from Chongwei and others, he began to plan how to deal with the possible mecha army and biological army.

In fact, considering safety, he could control the Black Tower to fly over and directly fight the enemy. With the Black Tower being a legendary item, he believed that nothing in this world could do anything to it, because whether it was the defense or the attack, the Black Tower was unparalleled.

But considering that this copy will not be completed for nearly a month, Wang Zhifan does not want to expose the fact that his black tower is a prop so early.

He wanted to maintain the subconscious mind of others that the tower was just a building, a magical building that could not be moved.

This will bring a great advantage to his long-term survival, and make the possible ultimate BOSS of the copy dumbfounded when he finds him.

"So I decided to send a clone to help them. Unless necessary, I will stay in the tower to keep hidden. Then this clone must be strong enough... It seems that the Demon Skin Scroll has to continue to be used."

Through overall planning, Wang Zhifan discovered that he was now quite dependent on the Demon Skin, an excellent item that he had actively taken from the players. This was because this item met his needs and allowed him to exert many of his abilities without having to appear in person, greatly enhancing the combat power of his dream self's clone. It could be said to be a super weapon for remote operations.

As for the side effects of using the Demon's Skin, that is, the extremely high consumption, it seems to be relatively friendly to Wang Zhifan.

The reason is that his personal attributes are so high that other players cannot imagine. The usage consumption that is very fatal for other players is just a drizzle for him.

In addition, he has the special effects of the Overlord title, the Supreme Blood, the Rogue Necklace and other things to deal with negative states, so there will be no hidden dangers even if he uses the Demon Skin for a long time.

Of course, Wang Zhifan is not the kind of person who would squander money if he has the means. He always adopts an on-demand attitude towards consumable items. He will not use them if he can avoid it, and will use them as little as possible. He has a self-set safety limit for daily usage and will never engage in any extravagance or waste.

He was so careful in order to keep himself in the best condition at all times, to prevent a hidden reduction in combat power due to excessive playing at some point, which would affect his ability to deal with emergencies.

(End of this chapter)