The silence around him was dead.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hesitating whether to leave the tower or fight with props.

After all, self-superiority is also a person with a limit of 150 levels.

Half of this week has passed. If you fall into a hundred layers, you will go out. Not to mention the embarrassment, you have not made much money yet.

The 80th to 99th floors in the front pass too quickly, and the two great gods show their magical powers, and there is no chance for him to take action.

I can't make money even if I want to.

I'm going to leave the tower. My family expects him to bring points back to the weekend to have a good meal of sashimi to satisfy his cravings. My girlfriend won't scold him to death?

Can't come out!

You can't even die!

The gentle young man made up his mind and silently called the aircraft to decide to take the props at the bottom of the box and compete with each other.

The aircraft had entered the hole and confirmed that it had not come back yet, so a vehicle came in again at the teleportation site and flew to him.

When he saw the aircraft that was barely considered a "living creature", he felt that he was not alone at all, and his mood was a little calmer.

Retrieve your own stored props from the scanned light of the aircraft.

Just got it.

I felt a slight tingling pain in my ankle and my body became stiff.

Then the gravel at the soles of his feet slowly flowed like quicksand, slowly sinking with his body, and soon disappeared.
Chapter completed!