Ah Miao couldn’t believe it, but the fact was right in front of her. She looked at it again and again, many times.
She actually didn’t care what Wen Xishu looked like. After all, it was just a belief. When countless people at the bottom were in despair, that person suddenly appeared, and when everyone thought they were abandoned pawns...
Someone brought back a hospital, a level six hospital, and placed it on the second floor.
Ah Miao had heard of the miracles of that hospital. The medicines there could cure all diseases, and there were top-tier medical devices, which had only recently started being used.
In Ah Miao’s view, she was also one of those saved.
She was grateful to Wen Xishu, but many times when praying with Venerable Wen, she didn’t know whose face to imagine in her heart.
She could only focus on that name.
Now, she finally met Wen Xishu in person, and he didn’t match any of her imaginings. Because she had never thought that he was only seventeen or eighteen, the minimum age to enter the tower...
Though there were many rumors outside, some said he was indeed seventeen or eighteen, a once-in-a-generation genius. But for Ah Miao, that defied common sense.
It took her more than a minute to accept this fact. She said in disbelief:
"The Lord... is actually a child."
She was thirty years old, still quite young. If it weren’t for the torment of illness, she would still look fit for making her way in the Desire Tower, but because of cancer and the anxiety it brought, she already showed some signs of aging.
To her, Ah Shu was just a child.
Wen Xishu said:
"Ah Miao, I’m not really a child. I just look young. Remember, please keep this a secret. When you return to the Bunker and your body is healed, you can say the Lord manifested, but don’t tell them I am that Lord."
Ah Miao was puzzled:
"Actually... actually if you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have thought to verify your ID... I will keep it a secret."
Wen Xishu shook his head:
"I told you proactively because your behavior earned my trust. Rather than letting others find out, doubting themselves, and then spreading the word, it’s better if I tell you myself. At least now I have your promise to keep it a secret."
"Moreover, you’re afraid. I need some means to make you less afraid."
Yes, Ah Miao was afraid.
Coming to the resting area meant that the state was restarted.
Only when she returned to the Deceit Tower would she resume the state of being invaded by something strange, a state of overly exaggerated optimism.
No matter what torture she endured in that bizarre world, those negative effects would disappear once she returned to the guide’s space.
Of course, death was an exception. If you die in the Three Towers, you die in reality too.
After leaving that building, Ah Miao’s blind joy disappeared, and she felt some fear again. Wen Xishu always had a feeling that this time the Deceit Tower was a bit like the Desire Tower.
Does this mean that this time the Desire Tower might also be like the Deceit Tower?
Anyway, he didn’t want Ah Miao to be influenced by fear. Plus, Ah Miao’s actions had indeed earned his trust, so Wen Xishu revealed his name.
Ah Miao touched her face:
"Ah! My face seems to have recovered too!"
Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"It’s not just ’seems,’ it has truly recovered."
Wen Xishu was still very satisfied with this game mechanism, finally a few player-friendly mechanics.
Once in the rest area, all negative effects on oneself disappear.
Of course, the impacts players had on the Three Tower People would reset with the start of the next instance. For example, Wenren Mirror’s pendant and the gradual coldness.
Once the pendant’s ability is used, a large area around it would have people feel favorable towards the user, and the user’s presence would be diminished, making many actions go unnoticed.
But once the duration ends, those originally affected people would increasingly dislike the user, filling with malice. This negative effect would persist... until the game ends.
But if the instance restarts, their memories of the user would also reset.
"By the way, have you been to the Desire Tower before?" Wen Xishu asked.
Ah Miao nodded:
"I went when I was younger."
Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"You’re still very young now. Are you still afraid?"
Ah Miao shook her head:
"You... you’re younger than I imagined, which means your talent is higher than I thought. I never expected that the Venerable’s prayers would really be effective! We’re really matched, and the Lord is truly blessing us!"
"You might not believe it, but actually, at that time, it suddenly occurred to me in my mind that it was your words, which made me take the right action and get Teacher He, the comedian, out of that room."
"I’m not afraid anymore, not at all!"
Wen Xishu suddenly thought...
Can it really be such a coincidence? If excluding himself, the team had four people, all from the Xishu Divine Teaching, meeting in such a vast number of regions and levels... Could it be that the big bald head actually had some means?
Wen Xishu didn’t think deeper into it. He said:
"What’s your initial Luck Value now?"
Ah Miao did not hide it; it was actually a quite crucial number:
"9 points."
Wen Xishu exclaimed:
"How many times have you explored the Desire Tower before?"
Ah Miao recalled and said:
"Sorry, I forgot the exact number. My previous login device was confiscated by the population control bureau. The current login device is Deceit..."
Ah Miao suddenly stopped. She was not stupid, and immediately looked around. Only after realizing no one paid attention to her, she breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: