29th floor, Old Myanmar area.
Wen Xishu opened his eyes and found himself not in Cloud City, but in a pitch-black room.
"Damn, this start..."
With the invitation letter, Luck Value seemed much less important than Anti-Magic Value and Slaughter Value.
But on the 29th floor, having 0 Luck Value still made Wen Xishu’s start quite unfavorable.
This was second only to starting at Rokkasho in terms of bad luck.
Wen Xishu’s hands and feet were bound, and he had been shoved into a small dark room.
This time, his starting role was to play a worker captured by the Old Burmese.
After an unsuccessful escape attempt and a severe beating, his hands and feet were tied, and he was tossed into a small dark room as punishment.
Upon recalling everything, Wen Xishu was a bit annoyed:
"This deadly start, not even in Cloud City... but in Old Myanmar."
This also proved that without high Luck Value, forcibly entering high-level Desire Tower missions wasn’t necessarily safer than Deceit Tower.
Fortunately, Wen Xishu was now superhuman.
The 48 points of Luck Value, converted into Slaughter Tower and Deceit Tower attributes, made Wen Xishu one of the most terrifying beings on the 29th floor.
He easily broke free of the ropes binding him, and the iron shackles on his feet followed suit.
No surprise, Wen Xishu broke them effortlessly as well.
Wen Xishu took out the Destiny Compass.
This time, the compass pointed in a direction.
In situations of absolute danger, the compass needle would go haywire, but now in the Desire Tower, it seemed to believe that no enemies would be a match for Wen Xishu.
The compass needle pointed to his destination.
A police station in a small border town, four hundred kilometers from Cloud City.
Wen Xishu kicked open the 9-centimeter-thick iron door.
The noise was tremendous, shaking the entire floor.
Quickly, armed men approached Wen Xishu.
They were the Old Myanmar area’s militants, nearly a hundred armed thugs.
One of the thugs immediately aimed his gun at Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu smiled:
"Now, I don’t eat beef anymore."
In the Three Towers mode, there were no language barriers, but the thug obviously didn’t get Wen Xishu’s joke from his previous life.
He only saw Wen Xishu smile kindly, and the next second, Wen Xishu’s figure was right in front of him.
Something beyond the thug’s comprehension happened.
Like something from an Ah San movie, disassembling the firearm at the speed of light, Wen Xishu did it in an instant.
Wen Xishu gently tapped the thug’s head.
Bang, the exploding watermelon left no appetite.
Soon, several more armed thugs surrounded Wen Xishu.
Gunfire erupted, but Wen Xishu moved like a phantom.
In just a blink, they all lay dead at Wen Xishu’s feet.
Although after talking with Master Lingqing, Wen Xishu realized that killing his way through an area might not be the most meaningful solution...
There were always some scumbags in every area that he could kill to his heart’s content.
In around ten minutes, nearly a hundred armed thugs in the area...
All dead.
Unscathed, not even a drop of blood touching his clothes, Wen Xishu arrived at the scam area and said to everyone:
"You are free now, you can go."
This statement surprised everyone as Wen Xishu stood at the door of a huge, factory-like building.
After he spoke, hundreds to thousands of people looked at Wen Xishu in confusion.
They had recently been involved in all kinds of scams, from deceitful nude chats to gambling frauds.
But upon hearing the gunfire outside, they anxiously and expectantly looked towards the door.
Sadly, they saw no rescue team, at least not the rescue they had imagined.
They only saw Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu thought for a moment and said:
"Forget it, I don’t have time to save you. I only have forty-eight hours, so leave if you want to. Outside... it’s safe now."
After speaking, Wen Xishu left gracefully.
After a while, someone finally summoned the courage to step outside the factory.
Bodies were strewn everywhere, and the fully dismantled weapons couldn’t be restored...
This outrageous scene shocked everyone.
"Did he accomplish all this alone in just ten minutes?"
Everyone remembered Wen Xishu’s calm demeanor from not too long ago.
God.
At that moment, they all thought of God; some even slapped themselves because what had happened was too absurd and shocking.
...
...
Wen Xishu was indeed racing against time.
He had been considering finding a car to drive to the destination pointed out by the compass.
But it was too slow.
With forty-eight hours, Wen Xishu worried he couldn’t complete the mission, given the distance from his current location.
So Wen Xishu decided—to rely on his legs.
Ordinary movement speed in Slaughter Tower was monstrous in Desire Tower.
The terrifying speed Wen Xishu demonstrated was something out of comics, movies, and novels.
In border areas, there were numerous birds and beasts.
Sometimes Wen Xishu would pass them at extreme speeds, leaving the animals in a stupor and fear.
It was as if Death God passed by them.
This overwhelming combat power gave Wen Xishu a sense of exhilaration...
He could imagine if a Qualifier were to become a Wrecker, then in endless cycles, no matter how kind a Qualifier once was, they would gradually turn into someone like Patriarch.