Overturned Tower

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Russell finally understood why the Tower of Babel was called the "Walking City". The place where he and Hanachu arrived was a top-secret space that the deer head had never let anyone enter.

The specially made airtight door here even takes into account the spell of the deer head - it has no matching door and can be directly entered from the "Road Room". It is necessary to transfer directly to another passage, and take the elevator after walking to the end to enter a "doorless" room.

It's like the cockpit of one of those "spaceships".

The whole space is hemispherical. It seems to reflect everything around it through some kind of camera.

Through those windows Russell could see the factories of the lower town and the dark sea above.

Many empty seats are placed here alone at this moment.

They vary in size and color.

On most of the seats, there is a piece of clothing, a hat, a pair of glasses, a rag doll... But now, they all look somewhat withered and yellow, like old photos. But neither the chairs nor the items were dusty, and someone had obviously taken good care of them.

"here it is…"

Russell murmured.

【This is the real 'Tower of Babel'】

The cold voice of the deer head came from all directions. Sounds like some sort of smart assistant.

"These chairs are the tombstones of our predecessors."

The innocent and carefree fake smile on Huachu's face finally subsided.

She looked at the room with a rare expression of sadness on her face.

At that time, she was also a political scholar who traveled on foot and across the entire continent in search of truth.

But now, she couldn't calm down anymore. She can no longer sink down to do research, read books and study. Apart from dawdling around, I just have fun every day.

"I joined the Tower of Babel relatively late."

Hua Touch said softly: "I haven't been an elf for a long time...but in my short time, the life in the Tower of Babel is also very precious." , spiritual relatives, knowledge, positions, beliefs, origins, and a group that can be united. Everyone works hard to end the war, and argues in order to seek history. We help those civilians who suffer from the war, and the treatment regardless of position appears in front of us. The injured gathered together to explore the ancient ruins on the land. We share common secrets, common ideals, pursue a common future, and dream a common dream.

"If I were to say that the Tower of Babel doesn't smell that way anymore. It's just a dead carcass, powdered and perfumed to embellish its rotten shell. The company is right, they're just a 'Criminal organization, that's all.

"Compared to the seven giants, compared to the church—has the Tower of Babel done anything commendable? I don't think so."

Huachu's words became sharper and full of aggression than ever before.

Those words are as sharp as a knife, and just listening to them can cut your ears and stab your heart.

For Huachu, who always shows fake smiles and handles things in a smooth manner, at this moment she rarely reveals her true nature.

And the deer head statue didn't get angry.

【Because the times are different】

She just replied calmly and sadly.

[People no longer want to pursue the truth of history, nor care about justice and axioms. They become tired, become mediocre, and lose their bright souls] [If we say, this is what the company wants to do If we say, this is the elf The result we hope to achieve, then I have nothing to say]

"Since about a few decades ago, the Tower of Babel has been difficult to recruit. When we recruit others to join the Tower of Babel, the first reaction is 'what benefits can I get,' what power can I have and Foley, "Is there any value in knowing history. There are very few people who don't want anything like Miriam and the bad ones. And they are getting less and less."

"Doctor and Sheath are the few members of the previous generation of Babel who have been recognized by us. There are also Lycoris and Aurora, but they are all dead now. The rest

Of those below, some are full of lust, others are easily corrupted, and some are just looking for a life of excitement.

【That's why I won't let you meet each other】

Deer Head added.

"Well, so they are not allowed to take the 'Tower of Babel' and go to the ground to dig the ruins. Who knows whether they will abuse these secrets after obtaining ancient knowledge and lost history, or maybe sell them."

Hua Touch sighed, and led Russell to one of the seats: "Guess, whose seat is this?"

It was a small seat with a white flower on it.

It was a pure white rose. It was as white as paper, and also like the pale face on Alice's hospital bed.

Looking at it, Russell's pupils trembled slightly.

The memory of the sheath floated out of his mind. In an instant, he understood the meaning of the flower.

He lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and slowly picked up the flower.

It's not exactly a flower - it hasn't dried out after all these years. And its original branch turned into a delicate silver hairpin.

And when Russell picks up the flower, he becomes Alice.

"...This is," Alice was somewhat nostalgic and sad, "when we were on Taoyuan Island, I gave you the flowers in the sheath."

After that, Sheath handed it over to Hanatouch.

He hopes to keep the flower forever and wants to make it into a hair pin and give it to Alice.

"I'm sorry, Alice."

Hua Touch said softly: "When I delayed for a while and gave it to Bad Sun, the sheath had already left."

"That's really a pity."

Alice murmured.

She grabbed the white rose and pinned it gently on her head.

She raised her head and showed a pure girlish smile to Huachu, "Does it look good?"

Hua Chu didn't answer, but just looked away.

"......Feel sorry."

Hua Touch whispered, and looked at the seat next to him.

It was empty and there was nothing there. And Alice followed her gaze and looked over.

In memory that should be the location of the sheath.

[What was originally placed there was the beheading of the saint. It was put on by Bad Day, and it was also taken away by him]

The voice of the deer head came.

"Placing things means you're dead. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Alice was a little sad.

She touched Alice's seat, but found no dust. So she turned and sat down.

And Hua Chu sat on the seat next to her, and stretched out her hand to gently wrap around Alice's wrist.

"Long time no see...doctor."

Huazhi said in a low voice, "I miss you."

Alice chuckled softly.

"Well, I'm back."

According to Alice's habit, she clasped her fingers back and forth.

The next moment, the seat belt popped out and secured them to the seat.

And the real "Tower of Babel" also broke away from the base at this time, and flew out towards the sea above—

That's climbing, but it's also falling.