The first floor of the tower is the kitchen, and there is a small living room next to it with a small bed, probably for the servants.
Walking up the narrow stone spiral staircase to the second floor, there is a small reception room. There was a long sofa in the middle. The leather of the sofa had turned black and peeled off. Next to the armrests were a common small round table and a small mahogany chair, and then a row of bookcases against the wall.
Ah Qiaomu went up and flipped through it. The ancient book fell apart when touched, leaving only the relatively hard cover. The rooms in tower buildings are usually not big, so I looked through them at a glance and didn’t find anything special.
The two of them continued to go up, and as soon as they came out of the stairs, their eyes fell on the center of the room.
The third floor was emptier than the second floor, with no furniture at all. There is a translucent rectangular box in the middle. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a crystal coffin, and the corpse inside could be vaguely seen. The two looked at each other, slowed down, and moved over.
The warm sunlight shines in from the strip window and shines on the crystal coffin, which is crystal clear and translucent, as if the entire coffin is glowing.
When Chen Xing looked into the coffin, he was surprised.
Lying in the crystal coffin was a beautiful girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a maid's costume. Her eyes were closed naturally, her fingers were clasped together on her abdomen, and her expression was peaceful. If her chest hadn't been rising and falling, one might have thought she was still alive, but just asleep.
"Ice." A Qiaomu reached out to touch the lid of the crystal coffin and said in surprise.
"Don't touch." Chen Xing quickly pulled her hand away. Although the most correct thing to do at this moment is to pry open the ice coffin and see what good things are inside, the master tried so hard to preserve the maid's body, so it was impossible not to leave behind a backup plan.
From the furnishings of the room to many details, one can see how important she is to the owner.
For example, the maid has no accessories on her body. With his status as a master, he cannot be short of this little money. The reason is very simple. The owner does not want to attract the attention of tomb robbers, but just wants her to sleep quietly without being disturbed. For another example, there are obvious wear marks on the coffin lid where the maid's hands are, as if someone often placed their hands on it.
Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh, what kind of person could have such deep love. In his three lifetimes, he has seen too much cruelty and has never believed in love. In his world, love is an exchange of interests. Death is like a lamp going out, nothing lasts forever.
But seeing this scene, he had to admit that true love was possible among some people. He doesn't consider himself a good person, but he still has a sense of awe for the beauty in the world.
On this matter, he and A Qiaomu were surprisingly in agreement, silently leaving the crystal coffin and walking upstairs.
The fourth floor is the top floor. The room is the smallest, with a desk, a small bed, and a bookcase, just like the bedrooms in other towers.
Three palm-sized boxes and a dark-covered book were neatly placed on the table.
Chen Xing opened the book. There were some mold spots on the pages, but they were not rotten. They should be made of special materials. There are line-like words written on it, outlined in one stroke, intertwined with each other, and it is impossible to see what the words are.
Keep turning, the second page is a new type of text, with many right-angled turns, and the third page is new text again, with small dots and small earthworm-like lines. Chen Xing quickly flipped back and finally saw the familiar lingua franca on page eight.
A Qiaomu didn't rush to get anything, but stood next to Chen Xing and watched together.
Hello time traveler!
I am the great wizard Regel, one of the four administrators of the Tower of Truth.
The fact that you can stand here and see the message I left behind means that you not only have extraordinary strength, but also have a noble heart.
You deserve a reward for defeating my favorite work and not disturbing Emma's slumber.
As you can see, our world was destroyed by overuse of the power of space. Originally, the great Witch King could travel through the void and leave here, but he chose to stay and share the difficulties with his people.
The Witch-King persisted for ten centuries before finally running out of power and the world began to collapse.
As a loser, I give you a piece of advice: "All power is the temptation of the devil, and the price is everywhere. Please use it with caution."
There are three boxes in front of you, the middle one holds one of the four key pieces for the "Mirror of Conservation". As long as you can pass the Witch King's test, you can get the treasure he left behind.
The other two are small gifts I prepared, I hope you like them.
I have only one request, please respect our existence and do not disturb the sleep of the deceased.
—Your friend from across the multiverse, Regal Priestley.
Chen Xing put down his notebook and opened the box in the middle. A quarter-round puzzle lay inside. It feels heavy in the hand, and the texture is the same as the previous puzzle.
"Choose one." Chen Xing put away the keys and made a gesture of invitation to A Qiaomu.
Ah Qiaomu looked left and right, stretched out his hand and then retracted it, without making a decision for a long time. It seems that women all over the world are the same, always hesitant when faced with choices.
"There is a custom in our hometown that men are on the left and women are on the right." Chen Xing said as he picked up the box on the left. A Qiaomu had no objection and the matter was settled.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, the box embedded with bronze patterns bounced upward, and a ring covered with patina appeared in front of you. The shape is old and the workmanship is rough, making people wonder if the owner is joking.
Chen Xing took it out and observed it under the sunlight coming from the window. It was unremarkable and he didn't find anything special. He tried to inject spiritual energy, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any reaction.
A Qiaomu also opened the box. Inside was a bronze bracelet, which was also old, rough and ordinary.
"Why are you wearing a ring?" Aqiaomu asked for no reason.
"Change?" Chen Xing asked.
Aqiaomu answered him with action - putting the bracelet into his backpack.
Now is not the time to research, put your things away and continue looking around the room to see if there is anything valuable. Unintentionally, Chen Xing's eyes passed through the strip window next to the crib and discovered another tower.
A few kilometers away from here, it is also built on a mountain. Regel's message mentioned that he was one of the four managers of the tower. In other words, there are three other great wizards.
Chen Xing thought for a while and decided to rest first and wait for the trio to recover before going over. If you encounter danger, you will not be able to respond with all your strength. In addition, he had to find a way around the group of bronze demon spirits.
There is a wider window in the room, which can be passed sideways, and is only more than one meter from the top of the tower. Chen Xing climbed out, jumped up, grabbed the edge, and climbed onto the roof.
A Qiaomu also came out, but her breasts were too big, so it took her several times to squeeze them out.
The top of the tower is the commanding height nearby, and the view is very broad. The giant statues in the grass are scattered here and there.
After spending a while, he worked out a path with the fewest colossi, then sat down, looked at his watch, and said, "Eat something, we will set off in six hours." Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.
It had been more than ten hours since departure, and he was a little tired. With enough sleep, his trio can reactivate.
