"This pure [knowledge] makes you feel comfortable when you burn it!" Feng Xue, who was sitting in the courtyard playing games, threw a "crystal dice" into his mouth, bit it into pieces with a bang, and the pure [knowledge] was It turned into a thin stream and poured into the fire of his strange stories.
In fact, as far as Feng Xue's personal senses are concerned, there is no difference in burning efficiency between ordinary [consciousness] and pure [consciousness]. It will not increase the daily digestion limit, nor will the strengthening of the fire of strange stories. Higher knowledge than ordinary people. If anything, it gives me a sense of superiority when eating. After all, if you don’t have the right to live, the black market price is ten thousand to one!
But if you think about it carefully, this is actually not surprising. In the final analysis, the so-called [consciousness] is human cognition. Since it can be gathered into oneself, it is naturally a form suitable for oneself. Compared with the pure form that is common to all ghost stories, [Knowledge], I’m afraid this exclusive [Knowledge] is more appropriate.
Shaking his head and putting these things aside, Feng Xue took out a bottle of happy water and drank a few sips. Compared with the real thing, the biggest advantage of phantom food, in addition to its own special effects, is that it does not Will deteriorate.
For example, this bottle of happy water, as long as Feng Xue has not finished drinking it, whenever it is opened, it will be full of bubbles as if it has just appeared. If the note is iced cola, then no matter when it is put into the mouth, it will be iced - - Even if it is cooked in the boiler for several days and nights.
He spent all the 200 million tower coins in just half a month, and correspondingly, he stored thousands of large and small wrapping cloths in his pocket.
These labeled packages contained all kinds of goodies that could only be obtained in department stores in Infinite City. Even in a barbaric era, Feng Xue was sure to live a good life relying on them.
He took out his pocket watch from his pocket and watched the second hand move little by little. Feng Xue raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Today is the last day of the challenge month. As long as it passes twelve o'clock, the right of residence will be completely settled.
In this month, it is not that he has not been challenged by others, but under the double test of the Holy Mother of Disintegration + Abe Chetetsuya, there are only a handful of people who can survive Feng Xue's transformation.
But maybe it’s because of the relatively high quality of this year’s challengers. Even if they fail, most of them have tricks to revive or survive. After a month, the only one Feng Xue really killed was one who relied on steel and iron to take the gun. Just mentally retarded.
"There is no part about doors in the instructions provided by Infinite City, and I don't know if there is any other trigger mechanism."
Feng Xue was thinking about whether to call Lao Li now, but the work badge rang first——
"roadside……"
"Hello?"
Feng Xue wondered whether Old Li had any strange words like "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here", and quickly connected the communication. Old Li on the other side seemed not to have expected Feng Xue to pick up the call so quickly. First, After being stunned for a moment, he said in a somewhat teasing tone:
"Libra, the challenge month is over in a few minutes. Have you obtained your right of residence?"
"got it."
"Hey, don't be discouraged. How long have you been a ghost story? Wait a minute, what did you say?"
Listening to Lao Li's incredible voice coming from the work card, Feng Xue raised the corners of her mouth and said:
"I got it. It's on the sixth floor. It's a Yanguo-style garden villa. I'm at the door."
"Okay, I'll come right away!"
After Lao Li finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone. His tone was as if he heard that a friend he hadn't seen for a long time was on the rich list and rushed over to confirm it with his own eyes.
It has to be said that Lao Li's speed is really very fast. Feng Xue even suspected that he had purchased various commodities at the Tower of Babylon before.
After seeing Feng Xue and this apparently newly built villa, Lao Li finally confirmed that he was not dreaming, and Feng Xue did not brag [beep——], but after scanning around, he still said with some confusion:
"How did you defeat that Iron Knight?"
"What Iron Knight?" Feng Xue raised her brows. Could it be that that busty girl...
"I know all the fifty homeowners on the sixth floor. Now there is only one Iron Knight missing. You should be calling... Um, no, the location of the vampire hunter's villa has changed... This is even more outrageous, right?!"
Lao Li looked Feng Xue up and down like a monster, but then he remembered that this man had just killed Umibozu, who was almost physically immune, and couldn't help but shook his head:
"Alas, times have changed!"
"Stop talking so much, how do you open the door to another world?" Feng Xue interrupted Lao Li's sentimental time and asked straight to the point.
Lao Li raised his hand and looked at his watch, as if counting silently. When the time finally reached zero o'clock on January 1, he nodded and said:
"Let's talk inside."
"Okay, I just want to show you your bedroom." Feng Xue did not refuse and took Lao Li into the house. Although it was decorated in a Soviet garden style, there were still a lot of high-tech equipment. Li went all the way to the guest room on the first floor, and after opening temporary residence permissions for him through the house management panel provided by Tower of Babel, Old Li seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief and said to Feng Xue:
"If you can't decorate your house, first find an invisible fixator in the decoration panel and install one on each door."
"Invisible retainer?" Feng Xue frowned slightly, but still followed the advice and searched in the management panel, and immediately understood the function of this thing.
According to the description, this thing can fix the door to the wall the moment the door is opened, and will not automatically close until the owner of the house actively closes it.
And Feng Xue, who had seen several doors, naturally understood the function of this thing. ——
Assuming that the doors in the Tower of Babel have the same rules as those in the real world, it means that the "opener" can only go back and forth once.
However, this rule itself is based on the "one-time switch" of the door. In other words, as long as the door does not close after it is opened, it does not matter how many times it is returned.
but……
"In this case, people from other worlds can come here at will, right?"
Hearing Feng Xue's doubts, Lao Li just smiled and said: "What are you thinking about? This is the Tower of Babel, your private residence, how can someone without even the right of access get in! Of course, if you have If authorized, it will be fine just for activities in your home.”
Hearing what Lao Li said, Feng Xue also realized that she had made a fool of herself, and immediately marked out the Thirty Thousand Towers and installed such a fixer on each door that would not affect the appearance.
After everything was completed, he turned his attention to Lao Li again, narrowed his eyes and said:
"So let's get down to business, how to open the door to another world?"
"Wait." Lao Li spread his hands and uttered a word that made Feng Xue want to flip the table, and then continued before he asked:
"Like the doors to the outside world, the opening of the doors in the Tower of Babel is completely random. The only thing that is certain is that each villa will open at least one door every year, and depending on the number of floors, the number of doors that can be maintained at the same time is also different. Yes, there can be at most one open door on floors 1-10, and there can be at most two open doors on floors 11-20, and so on. This is why I asked to stay for at least one year when I signed the contract."
"Tsk..." Feng Xue let out a dissatisfied tut. Naturally, Lao Li, a man like him, couldn't miss it and added:
"Although I can't do anything about opening the door, I do have some tips on how to affect the world connected behind the door!"
Regarding the fire of ghost stories, you should regard it as a real fire, and [consciousness] is the corresponding fuel. It's just that the [consciousness] that Kaitan Enthui obtains from humans is fuel that only he can use, while pure [consciousness] is a universal fuel.
There is such a flame after becoming a Kaitan. The intensity of the fire determines the output of Kaidan's power. If you want the fire to burn brightly, you have to add more fuel to it, but you cannot add too much at one time, otherwise it will easily put out the fire directly. .
As you add fuel little by little, the flame will burn brighter and brighter, but to maintain the fire, you have to add more fuel to maintain it.
If you run out of fuel, the fire will become smaller until the fuel and firepower you provide are balanced.
To sum up, the normal daily income of Guitaan is usually divided into three parts——
1. Maintain the most basic firepower (as the firepower increases, the maintenance cost will also increase).
2. Overinvest to increase firepower (there is a daily digestion upper limit, but the upper limit varies depending on the fuel, but the daily income of ordinary monsters does not actually reach this upper limit).
3. Leave a portion for daily expenses (how much you leave depends on personal choice, but it cannot occupy the share of maintaining basic firepower, otherwise it will lead to a decline in strength).
To put it bluntly, Guitaan is a system where upgrading is like losing weight, and downgrading is like gaining weight. As long as you don't invest enough [knowledge] in a day, your strength will decline.
So someone asked before why Hyakumonogatari wants to control all landfills. In addition to suppressing latecomers, making money is also one of the reasons.
Because of the support from landfills, they can fill their digestion limit every day.
(End of chapter)
