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The levels of the World Tower are ever-changing. Even for the same type, the tower levels encountered by different people will almost be different.

But no matter how many changes are, the skills required remain unchanged.

The stronger the mechanism, the faster the mechanism will be, the safer it will be.

The stronger the mental power, the smaller the impact caused by the illusion will naturally become.

The scattered layers within a hundred layers are actually not very demanding in terms of skill proficiency.

It's more like bullying newcomers.

Only if you lack experience can you feel troublesome.

For Wang Wen, an old fairy who has been practicing for many years.

Experience factors have already made it difficult to cause trouble to him.

There is no trouble.

As long as you are careful, not blind, not underestimate the enemy, and do not make some basic mistakes, there will be basically no danger.

The 71st floor of the tower this time was a speed movement mechanism. Liu Bei took the initiative to send it, and hundreds of special arrows with blocking and toxins were collected.

As a result, his backpack was completely unable to fit, and he had to let Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanron help share part of it.

However, in addition to arrows, a small number of parts were found to be damaged during the previous process of recycling the parts of the four-frame mechanism.

And poison powder is a pure consumable, use a little less.

The powder in the watering can machine is better, but it can be used next time you take it back.

The water circulation mechanism is really not good. The melted powder will slowly deteriorate over time.

The reduction in efficacy is still a minor problem.

I'm afraid the effect of the medicine will become uncontrollable.

The one who wanted to kill someone turned into a coma.

I wanted to become a coma and kill people.

Wang Wen tried hard to recycle, and in the end, less than 20% of the amount he could recover.

The ammunition reserves on his body are in a hurry.

A lot of supplements are urgently needed.

Survival in the wild and various seemingly deadly dangerous mechanisms are good places to replenish ammunition.

As an all-round tower climber, he must be fighting to fight with other people's eggs and ammunition.

Therefore, Wang Wen likes to hear dangerous levels that are very troublesome for normal tower climbers.

In addition to levels such as speed shifting mechanisms and limited-time secret rooms, the more other types, the better.

So after the speed shifting mechanism.

Wang Wen happily collected materials while rushing to the tower without any obstacles.

He was still a little unsatisfied until everyone came to the 80th floor.

Light and shadow pass by.

Wang Wen and the other two stood on the 80th floor.

Wang Wen, who was originally not collecting materials enough, looked disappointed when he saw someone waiting in the venue, immediately looked surprised and quickly met him.

He shouted affectionately to the person with a cold face on the opposite side: "Old Mo! How could it be you? Why did you come to the wild team?"

His tone of speculation was particularly cheerful: "Are you fired by the Intelligence Department?"

Who can that cold-faced waiter be if he is not Mo Ran?

When Mo Ran first saw Wang Wen, he also had a little surprise and excitement in his eyes.

After listening to the last sentence, it was gone.

Rolling his eyes and returning to his indifference, he said lightly: "If a teammate has something to do, I will climb it myself for a while."

Wang Wen stepped forward and hooked his shoulder and recalled: "It's so strange. I seem to hear people saying that my teammates have something to do and leave the tower. Is there something big happening outside the tower this week? It made everyone restless and couldn't concentrate on climbing the tower?"

Mo Ran looked at him like a dead fish and hummed in an unknown way: "It's not the man in blue who caused the trouble. Now everyone in major consortiums are in danger, and they are constantly arranging the heads of the consortium, management, board of directors and other members to enter the tower to improve their strength."

He turned his finger and pointed at himself: "We, the elite teams who were originally trained, have now become security captains who are not loved by their fathers and mothers. They are escorting the princes and bosses and others to send them to the tower floor. The time they climbed the tower has been shrinking again and again, and there is almost no more."

After hearing this, Wang Wen smiled and rubbed her nose.

He knew that Mo Ran knew that the man in green had something to do with him.

I also know that the man in green will definitely be in chaos once he leaves the world.

Entering the sect era early is the expected result.

But I didn’t expect that the major consortiums were moving so quickly. I thought that they would be deeply rooted in their families and have great achievements and would be less flexible in their transformation.

I didn't expect this week to begin.

In this case, the elite team, which was originally regarded as a guest of honor by the consortium, would definitely have plummeted.

Thinking of this, Wang Wen looked at Mo Ran sympathetically.

After thinking about it, he spoke to him, "Old Mo, why don't you come out and work with me? It's better to be strong yourself than to work for others. After all, strength is the most important thing in this world."

Mo Ran snorted coldly and twisted his neck and said, "Don't think that if you cooperate with the man in Qing, I will surrender to you after I make some money! I am a person from the Intelligence Department and die, and I am a ghost from the Intelligence Department. I advise you to give up."

Wang Wen nodded, no longer continuing the topic, and asked instead: "Then how much do you plan to climb this trip?"

When talking about this question, Mo Ran was indeed curious.

He had fought with Wang Wen and knew that the pervert's strength was unfathomable, so he wanted to know the specific height of the tower layer.

So he raised his eyes and asked, "What about you, how much are you going to climb?"

Wang Wen smiled and said, "I didn't think about it at first, but I thought about it when I saw you."

Mo Ran was curious: "What does it mean?"

Wang Wen took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "Let me listen! How many layers I want to climb depends on how many layers you are willing to take me to!"

Mo Ran's face turned dark immediately.

He almost shouted out this sentence: "This week I don't even serve the prince of the First Consortium! Do you want me to work for you? Don't even think about it!"

Wang Wen smiled and said happily: "Don't do this, Lao Mo, you have to climb the tower anyway. Let's go together, and there will be some care on the road, right?"

Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanruan, behind, looked from the entrance and exit and saw the present.

The pair of arms and shoulders in front stunned them.

This was the first time they saw the captain showing this face.

God.

What kind of face does that look like?

It is almost clearly written on it with a few big words of cheating.

They looked at the man named "Lao Mo".

I was very curious.

The 300th floor boss has never been taken seriously by the captain.

What is the origin of this "Lao Mo"?

Can the captain do his best to cheat?

The gossip souls of Zhu Ren and the other two were burning to the point of exploding.

They were just little birds about a hundred floors before.

There are limited circles of contact with each other on weekdays.

Of course, I won’t know the leader of the test group who saw the dragon’s head but didn’t see the tail.

It seemed as if I felt the curiosity of the two people's explosion.

Wang Wen symbolically sought Mo Ran’s opinion, and then introduced: “No need to guess, this is Mo Ran, the leader of the intelligence department of the First Consortium, and the 429th floor boss.”

Mo Ran glanced at him and said, "Your intelligence is behind. The 429th floor was last week. I'm already 439."

"Oh!" Wang Wen laughed happily: "It's not bad! I have only climbed 10 floors in two weeks? Let me tell you, come and have a chance to climb at least 50 floors in two weeks!"

Mo Ran's face turned dark.

I didn't want to say much to him.

However, Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanruan could no longer hear other subsequent sounds after hearing each other's tower floor.

The numbers "429,439" are floating around my mind.

Before today, the highest tower climber they had ever come into contact with in memory was about 200 floors.

That's what they need to look up to.

Sigh in a low voice and laugh with your heart.

As a result, what kind of gods did you meet with the captain this week?

The head of the intelligence department of the First Consortium at the 439th floor?

So do such gods come to the world to wander around on weekdays?

It's really strange!
Chapter completed!