After Holm left, Feng Xue thought for a moment, picked up his work badge, and dialed Lao Li's phone number.
"Hey, Xiao Feng, what's wrong? Are you planning to challenge the Tower of Babylon?"
Lao Li's unserious voice sounded in her ears. Feng Xue was slightly surprised, but considering the date, she didn't think much about it and said directly:
"I already know the general challenges. I want to ask you about the specific residency challenges, and whether there are any hidden settings for the guards on each floor."
"Actually, you'll know this kind of thing after just one fight." Lao Li said nonchalantly. He didn't seem to think that Feng Xue could succeed in the challenge in just one try. However, considering that Feng Xue is the one who has grown the fastest among his current investors, it is still He opened his mouth and said:
"The guards have nothing to say. They can't die anyway. If you encounter someone you can't beat, just admit defeat and fight again. Even if they are the same kind of guards, there will be different situations. For example, some shooters will use short bows, while others will use submachine guns. Whatever, as long as you are good enough, you can always get something you can beat.
"After you get the [right of passage], you can walk around on that floor first, and maybe you can meet someone who rents a door. If you don't get the right of residence in the end, renting a door directly is not an option. The price will be Much lower than the outside world.
"As for challenging the right to reside..."
Having said this, Lao Li paused slightly, as if he was summarizing his words. After about a minute, he finally spoke:
"There's really nothing to say about this. After all, every homeowner is different. If I have to find some tutorial, it would be to give up immediately if you can't win. In the residency challenge, the homeowner can be resurrected, but the challenger cannot. If you die, you are really dead, but as long as you exit the challenge space, your injuries will still recover.
"The other thing is that a homeowner can only challenge each challenger once a year. That is to say, the number of times you can challenge each floor is fifty times, and it should be noted that every time a challenger is defeated, the house owner will The Lord will be given an opportunity to refuse the challenge, and this refusal is also counted in the number of times.”
"That is to say, if I am rejected by a homeowner, I can't challenge him again this year?" Feng Xue frowned, always feeling that there were a lot of loopholes in this.
Lao Li obviously understood what he was thinking and affirmed:
"Yes, some people will hire people to increase the number of victories to gain the right to refuse, but no matter how much the reward is, it cannot compare to the right to live in the Tower of Babylon, so only those masters who plan to directly challenge higher levels will make some money along the way. It’s extra money, even if you earn points, it won’t be too much. In addition, after you get the right to pass in the high group, you won’t be able to enter the challenges in the lower group, so you don’t have to worry about the big shots coming down to fry fish.”
When Lao Li said this, his tone was inexplicably sad. Feng Xue immediately realized that this man might have obtained the high-level right of passage and then his level dropped. As a result, the high-level players could not beat the low-level players. An embarrassing situation where you can’t fight.
Wisely, he did not continue the topic. Feng Xue asked for some other details. After finding that it was similar to what Holm said, he hung up the phone.
With a general understanding of the so-called challenge in mind, Feng Xue rearranged his equipment.
After more than half a year of accumulation, he has a lot of phantom items on his body. Although there are no high-end items that can change his fighting style, there are also some good items that can come in handy in specific situations.
After re-counting these props so that he would not be unable to remember them when needed, he packed up his main battle equipment.
Pack up all the non-combat props such as luxury pens, crocodile wallets, and peerless martial arts. Take out the used cards from the "graveyard" and put them away "intimately" before putting on the main battle props again.
At this time, he was wearing the evening dress of the Phantom of the Opera, the boots of silence (in leather shoes), the Choking Blade in his right hand, the Virgin of Disintegration in his left hand, the Bell of Absolution hung on his belt, and his face was completely covered with an oath-keeping appearance. Cover up.
And hidden in his sleeve is an indescribable rod-shaped object that can be accessed at any time.
After carefully putting the last girly filter into the inner pocket of the dress and making sure that it wouldn't fall out no matter how hard she moved, Feng Xue nodded with satisfaction. Hang consumables that cannot be quickly accessed due to their size on the belt together with the belt bag.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself with the frightening purple fire in her eyes, Feng Xue grinned slightly. She always felt that this outfit should be equipped with a big sword to fit the style.
"Even if it's done now, I probably won't have time to adjust it. Let's talk about it later."
Feng Xue gave up the idea of cosplaying Wang Ha to the end, opened the door and walked onto the street.
I didn't feel it before just coming back from the real world, but now it seems that Nanshan District today seems to be a bit too lively.
However, those who can survive in the landfill are more or less carrying some "sin". Under the deterrence attached to [The Appearance of Keeping Oaths], no matter how crowded it is, there will always be a spacious road. was given over.
Feng Xue was like a returning king who was being welcomed along the aisle. She passed between the crowds on both sides and couldn't help but feel a little relieved when she heard the silence that made her even want to hold her breath.
He took out his work badge and hailed a taxi. Without even opening his mouth, the driver said with a slight trembling:
"Sir, you are planning to go to a residential area, right?"
"Yes." Feng Xue's voice took on a cold quality after passing through the Oath Keeper. The driver shuddered when he heard the words, but he immediately started the engine and flew all the way to the north.
Although the four major landfills are huge, they are more three-dimensional. The rental aircraft drove out of the Nanshan District in less than ten minutes. Through the car window, Feng Xue saw many large and small objects around him. The aircraft was traveling in the same direction. It was only then that he truly realized how many strange stories were hidden in the Nanshan District.
…
The aircraft landed on the street soon, and Feng Xue walked out of the hatch, her expression becoming subtle.
It was still some time before twelve o'clock. Although the surroundings were not densely packed, there were still many beings of different shapes standing. This made Feng Xue couldn't help but recall that every garbage day, those small landfills would be filled with garbage. The scene is crowded with people outside.
But it was no different from ordinary ones. In Feng Xue's eyes, they could see groups of flames of different colors.
"Are these the entries for their ghost stories?" Feng Xue switched her vision to the identification page of Goldfinger, and all kinds of information suddenly appeared on the flames.
But just as he squinted his eyes and prepared to read, a cold gaze gave him a chill. Then he noticed that the strange story whose entry he was reading was looking at him with a warning look.
Although he didn't know whether the other party's perception ability was too high or whether the strange stories had similar powers, Feng Xue stopped looking around. Instead, she concentrated her mind and started to observe with normal vision.
The so-called residential area is surrounded by walls that are not too high. It looks no different from a high-end community in reality. In front of the retractable door, there are two strange stories with "flames" burning in their bodies. They look different. The appearance of a human being is probably some kind of inhuman fantasy.
As time passed, more ghost stories gathered from afar. Soon, the number of people near the south gate was close to a thousand. In addition to ghost stories, you could occasionally see some guys who had not yet been able to condense the flames. , these should be rumors that are intended to be entered through trials.
"I don't know if I am confident that I can survive the ghost story, or if I am just here to rent a house at a low price..."
Didn't I write it clearly? There are groups of ten floors, and you can jump to the next group if you get the right to live there.
1-10 is a group
11-20 is the second group
21-30 are three groups
If you get the right to live on any floor in one group, you can jump directly to the second group and start playing on the 11th floor. Is it difficult to understand? Why do some people think that if they have the right to live on the third floor, they can directly challenge the thirty-first floor?
(End of chapter)
