Data Wasteland

On the first floor of the tower is the kitchen, next to it is a small living room with a small bed, which is probably for servants.

Go up to the second floor along the narrow stone spiral staircase, which is a small reception room. There is a long sofa in the middle. The leather of the sofa has turned black and peeled off. Next to the armrests are the usual small round tables and a small mahogany chair, and then a row of bookcases against the wall.

A Qiaomu went up and flipped through it, and the old books fell apart as soon as they touched, leaving only the harder cover. The rooms in tower buildings are usually not big, and I saw it at a glance, and I didn't find anything special.

The two of them continued to move up, and as soon as they came out of the stairs, their eyes fell in the center of the room in unison.

The third floor is more empty than the second floor, and there is no furniture at all. There is a translucent rectangular box in the middle. When I fixed my eyes, it turned out to be a crystal coffin, and I could vaguely see the corpse inside. The two looked at each other, slowed down, and the cat moved over.

The warm sunlight came in from the strip-shaped windows and shone on the crystal coffin, which was crystal clear and bright, as if the whole body of the coffin was glowing.

When looking inside the coffin, Chen Xing was taken aback.

Lying in the crystal coffin was a beautiful girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a maid's costume. The eyes closed naturally, and her fingers were placed on her abdomen, with her fingers in her abdomen. Her expression was peaceful. If her chest didn't rise and fall, she might think she was still alive, but just asleep.

"Ice." A Qiaomu reached out and touched the lid of the crystal coffin, surprised.

"Don't touch it." Chen Xing quickly opened her hand. Although the most correct thing to do at this moment is to pry open the ice coffin to see if there are any good things in it, but the master has worked hard to preserve the body of the maid, and it is impossible not to leave behind.

From the furnishings of the room to many details, we can see how important she is to the owner.

For example, the maid does not have any ornaments on her body. It is impossible to lack this little money in the position of master. The reason is simple. The owner does not want to attract the prying eyes of the tomb thief, but only wants her to sleep quietly without being disturbed. For another example, there are obvious wear marks on the coffin lid of the maid's hand, as if someone often puts his hand on it.

Chen Xing couldn't help but sigh, what kind of person is he who has such a deep love. He was a man for three generations, had seen too many cruelties, and never believed in love. In his world, love is an exchange of interests. People die like a lamp, nothing is eternal.

But seeing this scene, he had to admit that among some people, true love may exist. He prides himself on not being a good person, but he is still in awe of the beauty of the world.

In this matter, he and A Qiaomu were surprisingly unanimous, leaving the crystal coffin silently and walking upstairs.

The fourth floor is the top floor, with the smallest room area, a desk, a small bed, and a bookcase, just like the bedrooms in other towers.

Three palm-sized boxes and an ink-covered notebook were neatly placed on the table.

When Chen Xing opened the book, there was some mildew on the pages, but it was not spoiled. It should be made of special materials. There are lines of text written on it, one stroke outline, intertwined with each other, you can't see what the text is.

Continue to turn, the second page is a new type of text with many right-angle turns, and the third page is a new text, with small dots and small earthworm-like lines. Chen Xing quickly turned back and finally saw the familiar lingua franca on the eighth page.

A Qiaomu did not rush to get things, but stood next to Chen Xing and watched together.

Hello, travelers who travel through time and space!

I am Regal the Great Wizard, one of the four managers of the Tower of Truth.

If you can stand here and see the message I left, it means that you not only possess extraordinary strength, but also possess a noble heart.

You defeated my favorite work and didn't disturb Emma's sleep, so you deserve a reward.

As you can see, our world is destroyed by the excessive use of the power of space. The great Witch King could travel through the void and leave here, but he chose to stay and share the adversity with his people.

The Witch King persisted for ten centuries, and finally ran out of power, and the world began to collapse.

As a loser, I give you a piece of advice: "All power is the temptation of the devil, and the price is everywhere. Please use it with caution."

In the three boxes in front of you, one of the four key parts of the "Conservation Mirror" is placed in the middle. As long as you can pass the test of the Witch King, you can get the treasure left by him.

The other two are small gifts I prepared, I hope you like them.

I only have one request, please respect our existence and don't disturb the sleep of the deceased.

—Your friend at the other end of the multiverse, Regal Priestley.

Chen Xing put down the notebook, opened the middle box, and a quarter-round puzzle was lying in it. It is heavy in the hand, and the texture is the same as the previous puzzle.

"Choose one." Chen Xing put away the key and made a please gesture to A Qiaomu

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A Qiaomu looked left and right, stretched out his hand and retracted again, without making a decision for a long time. It seems that all women in the world are the same, always hesitating to choose.

"There is a habit in our hometown, where men are left and women are right." Chen Xing said as he picked up the left box. A Qiaomu did not object, and the matter was settled.

"Patter!"

With a soft sound, the box inlaid with bronze patterns bounced upwards, and a ring covered with patina appeared in front of his eyes. The shape is old and the workmanship is rough, people can't help but wonder if the owner is joking.

Chen Xing took it out and observed it in the sunlight from the window. It was plain and nothing special. He tried to infuse psychic energy, but like a clay cow into the sea, he didn't react at all.

A Qiaomu also opened the box. Inside was a bronze bracelet, the same old rough and ordinary.

"Why are you a ring?" A Qiaomu asked without explanation.

"Change it?" Chen Xing asked rhetorically.

A Qiaomu answered him with action-put the bracelet into the backpack.

This is not the time to study, put things away, and continue to search around the room to see if there are any valuables. Inadvertently, Chen Xing looked through the strip window next to the small bed and found another tower.

A few kilometers from here, it is also built on the mountain. In Regal's message, he mentioned that he was one of the four managers of the tower. In other words, there are three other great wizards.

Chen Xing thought for a while, decided to take a rest and waited for the trio to recover. In case of danger, I cannot deal with it with all my strength. In addition, he found a way to avoid the group of bronze demons.

There is a wider window in the room, which can pass through when you are on your side. It is only more than one meter from the top of the tower. Chen Xing climbed out, jumped up, grabbed the edge, and climbed onto the roof.

A Qiaomu also followed, but her **** were too big, and she barely squeezed it out after squeezing a few times.

The top of the tower is the commanding height nearby, and the view is very wide. The colossus in the grass is scattered one by one from the east to the west.

After spending a while, he drew up a path with the fewest colossus. Then he sat down, looked at his watch, and said, "Eat something, and leave in six hours." Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest.

More than ten hours have passed since he set off, and he was also a little tired. As long as he sleeps enough time, his trio can be reactivated.