Chapter 437 Fear and Excitement

No one expected that Wang Wen would leave the tower one day early.

As a result, Wang Wen's team did not receive many hot towel power banks and drinking water for washing when they exited the World Tower.

Fortunately, Wang Wei never cared about the treatment of the world's number one. He disbanded the team and walked directly into the square portal with the high priest.

When Mi Lailai returned to her own team, her team members were still jokingly discussing what Wang Min said before entering the tower.

"I was lucky enough to get a powerful prop or a skill that exceeded 660 and took the first place. I really thought how great I was!"

"That's right! He also said that he wanted to lead the captain to the 800th floor. How much does he have? He's laughing so hard!"

"Forget it, people like this brag about not drafting. If it could really be that simple, how could we not even get to six hundred in all these years? Do you think we are all useless?"

Hearing the discussion of the team members, Mi Lailai, who had just entered the door, laughed angrily.

Directly opening the sluggish field that had just been obtained, everyone in the door suddenly felt that their bodies became stiff, and even breathing seemed extremely difficult.

Some people subconsciously use defensive props, but are shocked to find that they have no effect.

Someone saw the captain at the door with an aura full of energy. His expression was shocked and confused. He wanted to speak but couldn't.

Mi Lailai pointed at them angrily and said, "I don't know if you are trash, but Wang Min really took me to the 800th floor. Don't speak ill of people behind their backs again!"

After saying that, she put away her domain, turned around and left with Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng said to Milai: "I just gave it a try. In your field, if I want to open my own field, I need to pay double the power of the world."

Mi Lailai nodded.

Instead of answering the topic, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, with a worried look on his face: "Ruanruan, after Wang Min came out of the tower, he moved away from us and refused to follow us. He pretended to be nonchalant on the surface, but I could feel that he was hiding deep in his heart. Extremely sad, this feeling is very bad, please see if there is any way to keep up with him, we will keep in touch and communicate at any time if there is any situation."

When she hung up the phone, Chen Hansheng asked in confusion: "Are you thinking too much? I think Wang Wen is quite normal?"

Mi Lai glanced at him, shook his head and said, "What do you know, a big man?"

Chen Hansheng: "?"

He silently wondered whether Wang Wen was also a big man?

Before he could figure out the answer to this question, Mi Lailai had already walked in front and urged: "Don't just stand there stupidly, are you still testing the field data?"

Chen Hansheng quickly followed without saying a word. They are now the first people in the world to own fields, and their various effects are urgently studied.

There are a lot of experiments waiting for them to do and there is no time to waste.

It wasn't until the two figures disappeared completely that the group of people inside the door slowly relaxed, looking at each other with weak limbs and pale faces.

"What was that just now?"

"I felt like the air around me was frozen and it was hard to move."

"It's definitely not air condensation, because the sound is still normal. It should be some kind of unscientific special effect."

"Don't worry about this for now! Haven't you noticed? All the props just now can't be used! No matter rare or treasure!"

"The captain said they really reached the 800th floor?"

"It's too scary. Is this the strength of the 800th floor? There is still the possibility of competing at the 600th and 700th floors, but the 800th floor has no power to fight back!"

"...It turns out that what Wang Wen said is true, he really did it..."

The faces of several people were full of fear and embarrassment, especially the one who had previously suspected that Wang Min was bragging and thought he was not a waste.

The man hesitated for a moment.

He took out his mobile phone in a corner where no one was paying attention and sent a message: "Wang Min has reached the 800th level."

On the other side of the news, the priests of the Western Continent hidden in a dark basement saw this sentence and all turned their attention to the red-robed man on the throne.

The man in red robe touched the pure white mask on his face with his fingers, and said in a soft female voice: "The other party is getting stronger and stronger, so there is no further delay. We must hurry up with our plan."

The black-robed priests below nodded solemnly and retreated.

Five areas, colleges.

"Old man, this is the reward for clearing the 800th floor of the World Tower." He Qu put away the field he had just used and said to Gu Jianbing not far away: "Boss, I have something to deal with. Let me come over to you first. Did you understand the report? Is there anything unclear?"

Gu Jianbing kept recording with an original pen and paper in his hand, and said with a happy smile: "It's amazing. I've reached the 800th floor right before my eyes. It seems that Wang Min will not be far from the 900th floor."

He Qun waved his hand and said "Hi", and said nonchalantly: "How about nine hundred levels of wool? Now you are invincible! You can play in peace for the rest of your life without having to work so hard to climb the tower!"

The old man paused for a moment.

He raised his head and stared at He Embarrassing and asked, "Did Wang Min say this?"

"No." He Qu analyzed it matter-of-factly: "Look at the effect of this field. All props and skills below the 800th level are invalid! All of them! No matter the rare props or unique treasures, they all don't work! In the field We are gods! How can you ask others to fight us? We are invincible! Why climb the tower when we are invincible? Isn’t it nice to eat, drink, have fun and enjoy life to the fullest?"

Gu Jianbing hit the nail on the head: "So, what about those above the 800th floor? I heard from Wang Min that there will be rule-type props on the 900th floor. Even if there is a field, you can't beat the rule body. Why do you think you are safe now at the 800th floor? Yet?"

"Who can go up to nine hundred?" He grinned disdainfully and said, "If we want to go up, it's one of our own! Anyone who can go up to seven hundred can be killed to avoid accidents!"

At this point, his eyes became a little fierce.

The old man was silent.

He didn't speak again.

Looking at the casual murderous intent on He Qu's face, he nodded noncommittally.

A private training ground near Cheng Queyi's home.

Zhu Xingguo, Ren Ruanruan, Cheng Queyi, and the thin boy are all here.

When they received the news that Wang Min had left the tower, several people originally wanted to go outside the tower to pick them up, but Wang Min stopped them, saying that they would meet here to avoid running back and forth.

So Zhu and Ren came here to wait for him together.

Not long after, Wang Wen arrived.

Ren Ruanruan, who was at the scene, happened to answer the call from Mi Lailai and told Zhu Xingguo and others about the situation.

Knowing that Wang Wei seemed to have some memory problems, everyone looked at him with some concern.

Wang Min ignored these concerned glances, walked straight to the skinny boy, and said, "You are my best brother, but you have lost your memory. I want to know something now, are you willing to help me?"

Skinny little boy: "???"

He stiffly turned his head and asked Ren Ruanruan: "Didn't you say there was something wrong with his memory? What does it mean to use offense instead of defense? Do you want to drag me to death with you?"

Ren Ruanruan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Cheng Queyi, who was next to him, took the initiative to approach Wang Wen: "Senior, what do you want to do? Is there anything I can help with?"

Wang Min glanced at her, shook his head and said, "You know too little, so you can't help me much."

Seeing Cheng Queyi's slightly disappointed expression, Wang Min said something in his heart: And there are some things that it is better to forget than to remember.

"Okay, you said I'm the best brother, so I won't be nagging you." The skinny boy patted his dry chest and said energetically: "If you need me to do anything, just ask!"

"Good brother!" Wang Wen solemnly patted his thin shoulder, nodded and said, "I need you to die once."

Skinny little boy: "???"

He turned around and asked Ren Ruanruan: "Why do I feel like it's not like there's a memory problem, but more like a brain problem?"

The other people around him also looked incomprehensible.

Only Ren Ruanruan seemed to think of something and seemed a little surprised.

She tried to say to Wang Wei: "Captain, do you want to be reborn with the same bloodline as before?"

Wang Wen nodded, took out a small red ball and handed it to the skinny boy. He introduced it word by word: "This is a bloodline ball I got in the world inside the tower. It contains the reborn bloodline of the Blood Demon Royal Family. If you take it, you will have the ability to be reborn once. If you eat it and then die, you will be reborn and regain your memory."

"No, can death these days be described by the number of times?"

The skinny little boy was shocked. He looked at the red ball, which seemed to be covered with blood. He was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a step back.

He stammered: "Let me explain first. In fact, I'm not afraid of death, although this is very weird. I just want to ask, why do you have to go through so much trouble? Lao Wang, you said I have no memory. The question, I think, is it possible that I can go to the hospital and ask the doctor if they have any other options?"

"It's useless." Wang Wei shook his head: "This is not a medical problem. You have been reset by reincarnation. No matter how good the doctor is, you can't restore your reset memory. You can only rely on this."

"Reincarnation reset?"

Everyone present had never heard of this new word, and for a moment there was some unknown fear, causing the heart rate to be slightly unbalanced.

But humans themselves are very strange creatures.

Many times, when faced with the unknown, in addition to fear, there is also a hint of curiosity.

This made everyone look at the skinny boy strangely.

It was a kind of sadness mixed with a little excitement and desire for exploration.

The thin boy noticed this very keenly.

He said to the people around him, dumbfounded: "I know this kind of thing is new and interesting, but after all, you want me to die. Can you control it a little and not be so obviously excited?"

Zhu Xingguo, the most honest person in the field, nodded.

Wiping his saliva, he asked Wang Wen with a solemn expression: "Master, is there any danger in this experiment? Uh... I mean, besides death, are there any other dangers?"

This question not only shocked others, but even Wang Wen was stunned by the question.

He stared at the thin boy blankly, and tried to form words to comfort him: "If I were to do it myself, I should be able to guarantee the quality of your death, which means you will die successfully."

The thin boy covered his mouth and almost cried.

After enduring it for a long time, I still couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to know when you do such a complicated thing?"

Wang Min paused slightly.

He pursed his lips and looked at the boy, speaking slowly and in a low voice: "I just want to know who you are."

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PS: I’ve been in a bad mood recently and haven’t dared to write for fear of affecting the content. The cat I had owned for many years died. It had been by my side since it was born. It survived the severe cold in the north and the scorching heat in the south. It experienced the noisiness of a big family and the loneliness of a rented house. It did not enjoy much happiness in the first few years. After going around and around, I finally got a big yard where I could run around and play without getting tired of it, but he left me before even a year had passed. People around me were telling me that I was just a pet cat. I thought Saying goodbye is always a little sad, even if it means leaving this broken world and going to a better place.

Third child, will you remember this person who likes to touch your forehead and scratch your tail and is always worried that you will catch cold while sleeping?