Returning from the 900th floor

Chapter 73 The mysterious Mr. A

Just like Wang Wen has always disliked.

The process of scientific decryption is really boring and boring.

After all, I can dismantle and dismantle it manually. Occasionally, a big explosion will blow up half of my life to refresh my mind.

Not to mention surviving in the wild, being in front of the Poison Master is as enjoyable as camping.

Only the scientific decryption process is filled with a large amount of cumbersome and lengthy text information.

Wang Wen couldn't bear the boring work in this cramped environment.

He is the kind of weirdo who occasionally encounters one or two small mechanisms similar to password input in the time-limited secret room. If there is plenty of time, he would rather squat there and exhaustively try to decrypt the secrets scientifically.

I don’t want to read any text messages or anything like that!

But if I want to pass the level, I have to calm down and read it carefully.

This caused him to get a headache every time he saw the time-limited secret room.

Considering the professionalism of the almighty tower climber, he could only self-hypnotize aggrievedly.

Tell yourself that you are training your mental strength.

In fact.

Every time he experienced a scientifically decrypted time-limited secret room in his previous life, his mental power would indeed increase.

This phenomenon will amaze teammates on the same team every time, and all kinds of envy are beyond words.

You must know that mental training is very painful, and there is no 100% effective training method on the market.

Most of the existing training requires facing the most repellent things in the heart.

Sadly, more often than not, there is no growth after "face to face".

Mental power masters have no choice but to keep looking for more painful things to stimulate themselves in order to achieve breakthroughs.

Wang Wen doesn’t have to.

Every time he experiences a time-limited secret room, his mental power will definitely increase.

There is no bottleneck in sight at all.

Thanks to this, he became a master of mental power without much special training in mental power.

If the levels of the World Tower were not random and the simulated "non-fatal" secret room outside the tower was ineffective for him, he would probably be the first person in mankind to reach the master of spiritual power without any hindrance.

Most people in the world envy him for his unique talent in improving his mental power so "easily".

No one thought that this would happen. How lethal would the limited-time secret room be to him?

The taste is like drinking water.

Perhaps only he himself could know how much unknown torture he endured under his calm face.

How much perseverance and endurance is required to control not going crazy and quietly spend every time in the limited-time secret room that "easily" enhances mental power.

Others will not understand, and he will not speak.

There is no pain in this world that others cannot understand.

Otherwise it will just look pretentious.

Therefore, he always smiles and accepts the envy of his teammates, and occasionally he can wave his hands and make a joke when he is in good condition.

The scientific decryption of the skinny boy in his previous life is invincible.

Often he still has more to say after finishing his portion in advance.

Seeing Wang Wei silently reading a lot of text messages like constipation, he would step forward to help.

Wang Wen admired him very much.

How great a person would be willing to decipher the secrets of two people by himself?

So sacred!

Just like the Virgin Mary!

It's a pity that in this life, there is no boy to help him decipher it, so he has to do the whole process by himself.

Wang Min frowned and squatted in the corner, reading a lot of text messages as if he was constipated while recovering his strength.

. . .

After all, he is an almighty tower climber.

Even an entry-level master can solve the time-limited secret rooms within the hundred floors before the time ends.

When you see the entrance to the next level appears.

Wang Min casually wiped away the two lines of blood flowing out of his nostrils. Feeling the obvious increase in mental power, he smiled with a complicated expression and shook his head.

Stand in front of the entrance.

Wait until the time is up and the secret room begins to collapse.

He just raised his legs and stepped onto the eighteenth floor.

Light and shadow flow.

The scene before him made him dizzy.

It’s the moving speed mechanism again!

. . .

The matchmaking process should be a rare time in the World Tower where you can rest peacefully and be well-known.

Most lone rangers who don't have a fixed team like to relax the fatigue accumulated before at this stage so as to better cope with the next integer level.

The twentieth floor of the World Tower.

In a convenience supermarket-style aisle, two men and two women were chatting leisurely.

Man 1: "I didn't expect such a coincidence. It turns out that everyone has met the mysterious Mr. A. It seems that reaching the 100th floor in two days last week caused quite a sensation!"

Girl 1: "Climb to the 100th floor in two days?"

Second male: "Hey, don't you know? Then you said we worked together?"

Girl 1: "No, I met him earlier, when he was still on the twentieth floor. When he was persuaded to leave, I left the tower."

Second Female: "It seems like you really don't know how powerful Mr. He was in a half-dead state, but he was in great spirits! I asked him if he was lucky enough not to encounter the gas chamber. He smiled happily and said that he was lucky enough to have encountered the gas chamber and collected a lot of materials. I was shocked at the time! Someone else had encountered it. He was peeling off a layer of skin when he went to the gas chamber, but he was still collecting materials when he encountered the gas chamber! The poison master is really scary!"

Female 1: "You said he is a poison master??"

Second Girl: "Of course! Who can pass the 69th floor so easily except the Poison Master? We were able to pass the 70th floor safely thanks to his poison powder, otherwise at least two people would have to be kicked out of the tower by the monster! I'm not bragging. The back view of him rushing into the monster pile and spreading poisonous powder alone was so handsome that I can never forget it and I really want to see him again."

Male 1: "It's not just the Poison Master, right? When I encountered an insect infestation, he killed more people with one sword than the four of us combined. The key point is that we also have a big guy here who used more than a hundred layers of poison. A rare prop, the flames burned many bugs to death, but they couldn’t even catch up with his killing speed!”

The second male: "Hey, you are all paediatrics. Do paediatrics know? I met him on the 100th floor. Do you know what he said at that time? He said he was in a hurry to do it quickly! Then he used an integer violent layer. Machine Technique led us to forcefully pass through the level! Oh my God, that is the 100th floor! What is the concept of using skills to pass through an absolutely violent large integer level? No one was injured and the entire process did not take half an hour! The Machine Technique Master is too scary , the show made my scalp numb! It’s still numb even now when I think about it!”

Female 1: "Master of Mechanism??"

One man, two women, two: "..."

"How come you don't know anything?" they said in unison, glaring at the female one.

Girl 1 looked innocently aggrieved: "Then I really don't know..."

Just as the four of them were chatting more and more happily, each describing their admiration for Mr. A, a figure emerged from the entrance portal.

Everyone turned to look.

I saw a man covered in sweat, with a pale face and messy hair lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching his limbs, with dense blood stains oozing out from his back.

The four of them were stunned.

The first man asked the second man: "What floor is this?"

"20." The second man replied speechlessly.

The second female lead covered her forehead: "I'm shocked. I've only climbed the 19th floor and now I'm like this. How talented is this person? Isn't he still a student?"

The second man said helplessly: "The lower tower is like this. There will always be some ordinary people who overestimate their abilities and dream of getting rich overnight. They really don't know how to live or die. It's pitiful and pathetic. He's lucky. Let us, a group of hundred-level masters, lead him to win."

After hearing that they were also on the "Honor Roll", the first male and the second female also looked proud and agreed repeatedly, lamenting the good luck of the "layers".

The only one in the audience who "knew nothing" was the girl who didn't speak. She stared at the people on the ground, feeling that they looked familiar.