"We still need to observe carefully. By the end of the day, let’s see what’s on the mural."
"Actually, looking at it now, thirty jars... perhaps we can still handle it. After all, the worst-case scenario is losing thirty people..."
"But from what I know about the Deceit Tower’s mechanisms, it will definitely get harder day by day."
Wen Xishu still felt a chill down his spine.
So he guessed that there might be more than thirty jars tomorrow.
Within seven days, either the shoe woman returns to the world, or she is completely eliminated.
Ling Fu nodded, his smile reappeared. After changing the topic, he could maintain a smile again.
"Lord Wen Xishu, do you think... gods really exist in this world?"
"What was the role of the shoe woman before she was sealed in the jar?"
"Did she get those shoes after the apocalypse, or did she have such a powerful artifact even before the apocalypse?"
Ling Fu’s words made Wen Xishu involuntarily look at him.
So this kid also started to think from the bigger picture, just like me?
Although we always talked about the Three Towers game... Wenren Mirror, myself, and the old principal all knew that the Three Towers is more than just a game.
The truth of the apocalypse is hidden within the Three Towers.
Asking this question indicated that Ling Fu also had his own thoughts about the apocalypse.
Wen Xishu shook his head and said:
"I don’t know the answer to this question, but the gods I know... are probably of a higher level than the shoe woman."
"The shoe woman’s shoes might be just a product of one of the True God’s experiments."
Ling Fu asked again:
"The True God you’re talking about... how many are there?"
Wen Xishu was now convinced that Ling Fu had probably attracted the attention of some constellation during a Deceit Tower mission.
But Wen Xishu didn’t want to talk too deeply with Ling Fu, as their relationship wasn’t that close, and it wouldn’t help with this tower climb.
Wen Xishu said:
"Do you have any new clues about opening the jars?"
Ling Fu knew that the other party would likely change the topic, so he said:
"Not at the moment. This game currently seems like a game of luck. As members of the human faction, the first strategic point is management—how to arrange and manage so many people."
"Secondly, we need to know how to deal with the items that come out of the jars and how to handle the evil things that emerge. But as for what might come out... I don’t think we’ll be given that information even on the last day."
"Because if we can control the outcomes, the game loses its meaning."
"So in a way, I think this game might be the hardest or the simplest game you’ve experienced."
Wen Xishu nodded.
Indeed, if luck dominated, the difficulty essentially didn’t exist.
It all depends on fate.
But there’s one thing, Wen Xishu’s relentless tower climbing and the accumulation of experience made him different from others.
He relied very little on luck, primarily because—he could know the complete description of each item.
Secondly, he could cheat and overturn multiple effects. And then... he could see the names of the opposing factions, which others couldn’t.
With the past accumulation, in a way, Wen Xishu could actually handle things calmly.
In Wen Xishu’s view, this level was not as difficult as Rokkasho.
Of course, he wouldn’t boast by saying, "I have so many trump cards, it’s scary."
On the other side of the dining table.
Ah Miao and Zheng Zai sat together. Ever since Ah Miao went to the Level Six Hospital and fully recovered... her entire demeanor had greatly transformed.
Not only was her illness cured, but her vigor, spirit, and belief had also vastly improved...
With more exercise, today’s Ah Miao looked much younger.
Compared to when she first met Wen Xishu, she was like a different person.
Describing Ah Miao as heroic would not be an exaggeration at this moment.
Ah Miao’s good luck and personal charm attracted many people who tried to get close to her.
These people all came from Fang Tianhen’s former faction, now under Ling Fu’s command.
They were all muscle-bound men.
But Ah Miao didn’t care for them, and she started a conversation with Zheng Zai:
"Why are you eating so little for such a big guy?"
Zheng Zai’s food was almost untouched.
Ah Miao was puzzled. The three students next to them had an enormous appetite. They had only briefly fought with Fang Tianhen. But Zheng Zai, the main force that defeated Fang Tianhen—
How come Zheng Zai wasn’t hungry?
Zheng Zai had trouble articulating. He had already eaten.
Looking at the food, Zheng Zai had no appetite; he even burped.
Ah Miao was confused:
"How come you have such a small appetite for a big man?"
Zheng Zai scratched his head in embarrassment:
"I... I really don’t eat much. Oh no, what I mean is, I’m really not hungry. I can usually eat once and not feel hungry for a long time."
Ah Miao was stunned:
"Do you think you’re a python? Oh right, how did you deal with those two corpses?"
"I just looked around and saw bloodstains on the ground, but no bodies. You’re quite efficient."
Zheng Zai looked at Ah Miao seriously:
"No... Sis, you’ve been talking to me all this time. Aren’t you afraid of me?"
Zheng Zai’s appearance did seem intimidating.
But Ah Miao said:
"Anyone who can get close to Ah Shu can’t be a bad person."
Zheng Zai nodded in agreement but still had no interest in touching the food. And he chose not to answer Ah Miao’s question.
Actually, if someone else asked, Zheng Zai wouldn’t mind saying directly, I ate them.