What is after the sixth red door.

Perhaps between these two generations, loofah is probably the most qualified to answer this question.

But Ming didn't ask at that time, and she didn't answer the question. Fah stopped before the seventh red door. This was probably the best result in the past two generations, because even Fox, the Gray King, had never

reach this height.

And what happens after that?

Naturally, few people can answer.

Ming Ye never thought that Fang Plover would reach this point.

In fact, he was able to enter the 400th red door, which was enough to surprise the queen. Talent is always only one aspect, and acquired knowledge is the decisive factor. In Ming's eyes, Fang Plover is a very talented person.

A spiritual young man, but unfortunately his background is too wild.

One week was still too little, she couldn't help but shake her head.

But there's nothing we can do about it

It's just such a mood that Fang Plover, who was coming out of the sixth red door with a dismayed look, obviously couldn't understand because he had never known anything about the Hall of Thousand Doors before, and naturally he didn't know that his predecessors were here.

What are the footprints left behind?

The only thing he knew was Ragnarok, the participant who failed in the Two Hundred and Thirty Doors, but the latter obviously could no longer be used as a reference for him at this moment. The sixth level of the Hall of Thousand Doors is full of all kinds of incredible calculations

It was a test. After he came out of the last red door, he felt like his head was getting bigger.

The computing power test here is very different from popular games outside. It actually requires the alchemist to reversely calculate the opponent's computing power to control the flexible structure, in order to achieve the purpose of predicting the movement trajectory of the opponent's flexible structure.

This is simply a fantasy

But Fang Yu relied on his in-depth mastery of multiple parallelism and margin techniques, as well as his extremely powerful computing power, to actually calculate it. It was only after leaving the sixth red door that he relaxed and thought carefully about the actual alchemy

Isn't the game of 'hide and seek' between warlocks and clockwork goblins a kind of solution and counter-solution of calculation power?

Such skills were originally hidden in the daily operations of combat craftsmen, but this level was taken out separately for intensive training. After going through this level, Fang Pultru also felt that he had gained a lot.

At least when playing hide and seek with other craftsmen in the future, he could confidently defeat all his colleagues who had not experienced this test. Of course, at the same time, he couldn't help but think that if he had never entered the Hall of Thousand Doors, he would not have encountered such an opportunity.

, what will be the result?

There is no doubt that it may not have much impact on his future choices. It is just that when he meets those top craftsmen who have gone through this intensive training in the future, he will suffer a considerable loss in terms of calculation and counter-calculation.

of loss.

As for the difference in experience at other levels, it is even more difficult to estimate.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He originally thought that this was the condition given to him by Odin and the great gods, but now it seems that he is completely overthinking it.

It's just that Odin and all the great gods are not related to him, so why should he be given such a chance? Of course, Fang Piao cannot take all this for granted. Perhaps it is because of the Fenris incident, but the Fenris incident and ragnarok,

What does it have to do with other guilds?

He could only think of one reason.

That was the agreement of the forerunners

The selectors of the previous generation are passing on the concept of the division in this way, so that the glory of an era will not be cut off behind them.

Such a feeling.

There was a faint stream of heat trickling through his heart, and those impressions that were originally diluted and blurred became clear again at this moment. Some indescribable things returned to the depths of his soul like a dream.

Because the Forerunners never left, they were always here.

And this is exactly the Stargate era in his mind.

There may be conspiracy, and there may be greed, but in the final analysis, the light of hope and idealism still exists here.

Fang Plover gently pushed open the next door.

He increasingly believed that he could not live up to this good intention. Perhaps there would always be a moment when people stopped, but it must be the moment when he had tried all his efforts and exhausted all methods to confirm that he could no longer move forward.

Only in this way will he not betray the trust these people have placed in him.

Of course, no one will tell him

From the moment he pushed open the 400th red door, everything that followed was really overthinking.

But no matter what, for Fang Plover, all that was left was to keep moving forward. When he entered the seventh level of the door, he was startled to see a familiar scene in front of him. The wide and bright workshop windows, the soft sunlight coming from

From the street outside, long tables spread out in various directions were piled with various tools and parts.

In the hanging cupboard on the side, there are rows of flexible structures that have been built or only half completed. A steel puppet is sitting in the corner of the workshop with its head hanging, and there is also a steel puppet that is only one-third completed.

scaffold.

But the scaffolding is empty.

Outside the window, there is a green field. The sun shines through the huge leaves of the sycamore tree, leaving light yellow marks along the veins and across the gurgling river. Nearby is a street. Fang Plover is familiar with that place. There is a hotel on the other side of the street.

It was a place where he lived for a long time.

That place is called Kapka.

Everything here at this moment is exactly the same as what he saw when he was an apprentice.

But there was no one person in the huge workshop. There was only a monotonous, rigid and neutral voice telling him about the challenge of this level.

This challenge seems a bit too simple to Fang Plunder:

Make a magic weapon.

This simple beginning is the beginning of the seventh level.

…

"Who is where?" Leia asked seriously.

There was a soft "click" in the darkness, but to be precise, there was also a series of skeletal noises. Then under the serious lady's gaze, a gray-white bone head rolled out from there.

The bone head was stuck between the gaps in the floor, and two flames suddenly lit up in the dark eye sockets. It opened its mouth, opened and closed it and answered: "Ah, sorry, it's right down there," it answered while standing upside down.

: "I must have shocked you, ma'am."

There was another clicking sound in the darkness.

A skeleton wearing a robe but without a head came out crookedly, picked up his head, placed it on his neck, and shook it twice.

Then it raised its head and looked at Leia raising her hands: "Don't be nervous, madam, it's just that this body is a little unstable since the last time. That damn lady, ah, I'm not talking about you, Leia Senal."

Madam, Your Excellency, Grand Master of the Knights of the Holy Word, I just hate cats..."

It raised its chin, clicked it, and finally fixed it completely, looking relieved.

It's eyes flashed with heart-stopping flames, and it lowered its head and bowed gently to Léa Senar: "My name is Tang De, from... forget it, where did I come from? That's already happened in my lifetime.

No, I believe you don’t care too much.”

Leia recognized it as a lich.

Liches may be strong or weak, but to her, they are nothing more than that.

She blinked slightly: "Who are you?" and added seriously: "What is the purpose of coming here?"

"Don't worry, madam," Tang De opened and closed his mouth and replied, "I'm not here to see you, I'm just here to see the owner of this place. He happens to be away, but I can wait here."

It looked at the position opposite Leya and asked, "Can I sit here?"

It asked again: "I mean, you don't have any unnecessary misunderstandings about undead creatures, right? I heard that your Knights of the Holy Word..."

"Sit down," Leya interrupted: "I'm different from them."

"Of course," Tang De praised: "You are the Holy Chosen One, so you are naturally different from those wooden heads. Then I will sit here. Don't worry, I often use a deodorizer, and there is no rancid smell on this body.

taste."

These words made Leya frown and glance at the chatty lich angrily. If it didn't mention it, she actually didn't think of those disgusting things.

However, she still maintained a basic sense of vigilance. She looked at the rib cage and asked, "Are you looking for the owner of this place?"

"I brought some news," Tang De replied, "in order to seek help from the master here."

"Is there some news related to Nervad?"

"Absolutely. It's not that I can't tell you, Ms. Leia Senor," Tang De replied: "It's just that some people with evil intentions are trying to attack this place. I heard that they are interested in a little guy, but I

I guess the owner here doesn’t want these people to cause trouble on his property.”

Leya was slightly startled and suddenly frowned.

She stood up and asked, "Who are you? Are you telling the truth?"

Of course, she was standing on her chair, otherwise she would be shorter when she stood than when she sat down.

…

A shadow was emerging from the edge of the forest.

It was countless shadows and dim red spots, making a clicking sound, swaying through the jungle.

It was like an army.
To be continued...