Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 18 Strength is king

After this experience, Wang Min felt more and more that her current health was really bad.

To be forced to this point by a group of gangsters is equivalent to being forced to use violence to pass through a tower that is obviously a skill-based tower.

Experienced tower climbers all know that climbing a tower is like a long-distance run. In addition to the strength required for certain integer levels, physical strength is the most critical factor.

How you conserve your energy at lower levels determines the height you can ultimately reach.

Not to mention using violence on the skill level, even on the integer level, if you can use skills to pass, use skills as much as possible. Violence is always the last resort.

As a result, now, they are just a few gangsters.

‘My health is so bad that I only exerted a little force and it became like this. ’

Wang Wen felt that it was urgent to strengthen his physique.

Exercise is a lifelong endeavor, and right now, he needs a faster way.

Some of the props in the World Tower are suitable.

If he doesn't enter the tower himself, there will always be someone who can enter the tower in his place.

Seeing the old man holding the water glass staring at him with a strange expression, Wang Min smiled and said: "Of course, no matter which plan, what I just mentioned is the ultimate goal. Tall buildings will rise from the ground. No plan can be completed overnight."

The old man put down the water glass with a bang and said angrily: "If I hadn't remembered that this was your chat time, I would have thrown you out of the door just now! Is it okay to talk about trains?"

Wang Wen: "Okay, let's be serious. I need a fixed team of five people to help me enter the tower. There are two options. First, the people belong to me, and the profit from entering the tower belongs to you; second, the people belong to you. The profits from entering the tower belong to me.”

"I want both people and profits, why do you talk to me?"

"Based on the second piece of information I gave you."

"Do you have more information like this?"

"At least it's more than this."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you come to discuss this kind of thing with me without any trump cards? You know, I can get all your information and make you disappear at the same time."

"The First Financial Group prefers intelligence or real profits?"

"With information, there will naturally be benefits."

"If you only know what items are on which floor but don't know how to get them, how many people do you think can find them?"

"You'll tell."

"If I knew I was going to die, why would I say anything?"

"Then just go and die. I don't care. We haven't lost anything. There is so much information in the world and you are not missing."

The old man took a leisurely sip of tea and ignored Wang Min's angry glare.

Think about it for a while.

Wang Wen smiled.

He nodded and said: "I've learned my lesson. You are right. Any negotiation should be based on relatively equal strength."

"I didn't say anything." The old man seemed a little proud of being able to subdue the always arrogant Wang Wen: "I just had nothing to do to quarrel with a certain arrogant young man."

"I'll talk about this next time, and I'll be ready." Wang Wei stood up and walked out the door.

"Wang Wei." The old man looked down at the water glass and said pointedly: "No matter what decision you make, remember, you don't owe anyone, and others don't owe you either. Don't be emotional. I know you have a secret, no. Forcing you to reveal your secret is the last kindness I, a bad old man, will show you, don’t test me next time, I will always be Gu Jianbing, the head of the Intelligence Department of the First Consortium."

The old man's voice was calm, but his momentum was like thousands of troops and horses crashing on the shore, and they were sonorous like swords.

Wang Wen stopped.

After being silent for a while, he left a word and then continued to step out of the door.

"In the second piece of information, if you really encounter that kind of mechanism, don't worry when you reach the last step of the normal crack. Go to the third stone grid on your left hand and press it. If you can press it in, there will be a pill-like shape inside. The props, let them bring them out and you can soak them in water and drink them, it’s good for your health.”

The old man suddenly stood up with his eyes widened.

Wang Min has disappeared from sight.

The old man pressed his palm against the water glass, trying his best to control the trembling of his body.

Not scared, but angry.

His voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul: "You are seeking death!"

In this world, all tower climbers who can break through different tower levels have very clear definitions.

People who have broken through the 100th level are basically only famous within a certain "unit" where they are located, such as colleges, groups, residential areas, etc.

Once you reach the 200th floor, you will be famous in your area because you have to register information with the regional security department. This is an obligation. If you conceal it, you will be included in the list of dishonest persons and you will bear the consequences. The heaviest punishment is imprisonment and confiscation of your name. All property.

Of course, as long as you register, you will be fine. You will not be required to do anything. Instead, you will receive various subsidies and tax reduction policies. This is your right.

Those who climb the tower go higher.

Three hundred floors, famous all over the world, east or west.

Four hundred floors: world famous.

Level 500: Elites cultivated by large groups.

Level 600: The top team in the world.

Seven Hundred Floors: Rewriting History.

Level 800: Blank.

Level 900: Haha.

According to unwritten rules, people like to call buildings above 500 floors "super high-rise".

It can be seen that all those who have broken through to the super-high level are basically internal personnel trained by the group organization.

The possibility of finding unorganized "loose cultivators" in the outside world is almost zero.

The resources of ordinary people are simply not comparable to those of large groups.

Even if Wang Wei has a brain full of intelligence and memory and thousands of tower climbing experiences, it would be difficult to form a qualified team of tower climbers without relying on the power of a consortium.

The simplest thing is that he has no money.

No money means no training ground, no equipment, no food, and no medicine.

Naturally there is no one.

He did not dare to expose himself for a short period of time, which had attracted the attention of many people, especially Gu Jianbing, the head of the Intelligence Department, who really did not want to push the old man to the opposite side.

If there is a war with the Ministry of Intelligence.

Then a lot of what he does will be meaningless.

Wang Min returned to the college.

The brows are a bit unable to open.

Things seemed to have reached a dead end.

There seemed to be no better solution than entering the tower himself.

Meet the department chair.

The dean of the department said to him with a strange expression: "Just in time, people from the regional security department came to ask about something. Please go to the dean's office."

Someone from the regional security department?

Wang Min frowned and nodded, then went to the dean's office.

There were three uniformed guards in the dean's room, talking to the dean.

After Wang Wen arrived, she knocked on the door. The dean stood up and said to the guard: "The person involved is here. You can ask him personally. Let me declare in advance that if such bad things happen around the college, I reserve the right to appeal against your malfeasance in duty."

The guard in the center looked a little ugly. He turned to Wang Min and said, "Wang Min, right? Where were you around two o'clock in the afternoon four days ago?"

Wang Wen glanced at the dean's expression and answered the guard: "I don't know. Not long ago, I was attacked by a knife-wielding gangster at the entrance of the college. I was seriously injured and was hospitalized for many days. I was just discharged from the hospital. I can't remember which day it was. ”

The guard who asked the question had his nose twisted.

The security of this area is under their jurisdiction. If a bad incident of knife-wielding gangsters attacking college students really happened at the gate of the college, they would not be able to escape the charge of dereliction of duty.

One of the guards, a female guard who was taking notes in a notebook, shouted unhappily: "Wang Min, I warn you to cooperate. You are now suspected of intentional homicide. We can arrest you and take you back to the security department for interrogation at any time!"