Returning From Level 900

Chapter 73 The Mysterious Mr. A

Just like what Wang Wen has always despised.

The process of scientific deciphering is really boring and boring.

Organs can be disassembled and disassembled by hand. Occasionally, a big explosion blows up Half-Life to refresh the mind.

Not to mention surviving in the wild, in front of a master drug maker is as pleasant as camping.

Only the scientific decryption process is filled with a lot of tedious and lengthy text information.

Wang Wen couldn't stand the boring work in such a cramped environment.

He is the kind of weirdo who occasionally encounters one or two small organs similar to inputting passwords in the secret room for a limited time.

I don't want to read any text messages!

But if you want to pass the customs, you have to calm down and look at it slowly.

This caused him to have a headache every time he saw the time-limited secret room.

Considering the professionalism of the almighty tower climber, he could only hypnotize himself aggrievedly.

Tell yourself that this is training your mental power.

Actually.

Every time he experienced the limited-time secret room of scientific deciphering in his previous life, his spiritual power would indeed increase.

This phenomenon always amazes the teammates of the same team, and all kinds of envy are beyond words.

You must know that mental strength training is very painful, and there is no 100% effective training method on the market.

Most of the existing training needs to face the most repulsive things in the heart.

Sadly, more often the "face-to-face" is over and there is no growth.

Spiritual masters have to keep looking for more painful things to stimulate themselves in order to break through.

Wang Wen doesn't have to.

Every time he experiences a time-limited secret room, his spiritual power will definitely increase.

There is no bottleneck at all.

Thanks to this, he rushed to the master of spiritual power without much special training in spiritual power.

If it weren't for the fact that the levels of the World Tower were random and the simulated "non-lethal" secret room outside the tower did not work for him, he would probably be the first human being who could rush to the spiritual master without hindrance.

Most people in the world envy him for having such an "easy" talent to improve his spiritual power.

No one thought that this situation would occur. How destructive was the time-limited secret room to him?

The taste is like drinking water.

Perhaps only he can know how much unknown torture he has endured under his calm face.

How much perseverance and endurance is needed to control not to go crazy, and to spend every time in a time-limited secret room that "easily" improves mental strength.

Others won't understand, and he won't speak.

I can't speak of any kind of pain in this world that others can't understand.

Otherwise, it will only appear hypocritical.

So every time he smiles and accepts the envy of his teammates, and occasionally he can wave his hand to make a joke when he is in good condition.

The scientific decryption of the skinny boy in the previous life is invincible.

Often, after finishing the share that belongs to him in advance, he is still unfinished.

Seeing Wang Wen read silently to a large pile of text messages like constipation, he would step forward to help.

Wang Wen admired him very much.

How great a person would be willing to solve the secrets of two people alone?

So sacred!

Just like the Virgin Mary Bodhisattva!

It's a pity that in this life, no boy has come to help him decipher it, and he has to rely on himself all the way.

Wang Wen frowned and squatted in the corner. While recovering his strength, he looked at the pile of text messages like constipation.

. . .

After all, he is an almighty tower climber.

The time-limited secret room on the 100th floor, even an entry-level master, can be solved before the time runs out.

When you see the entrance to the next floor appear.

Wang Wen wiped off the two lines of blood flowing from his nostrils, feeling the obvious increase in mental power, and shook his head with a complicated smile.

Standing in front of the entrance.

Wait until the time runs out and the secret room begins to collapse.

He just lifted his legs and walked to the eighteenth floor.

Light and shadow flow.

The scene in front of him made him dizzy.

Another speed mechanism!

. . .

The matching team process should be a rare and well-known time period in the World Tower where you can rest in peace.

Most of the Mavericks who don't have a fixed team like to relax the fatigue accumulated before this stage, so as to better deal with the next integer layer level.

The twentieth floor of the World Tower.

In a convenient supermarket-style shelf aisle, two men and two women are chatting leisurely.

Man 1: "I didn't expect such a coincidence. It turns out that everyone has met the mysterious Mr. A. It seems that the rush to the 100th floor in two days last week caused quite a stir!"

Female 1: "Crush to the 100th floor in two days?"

The second male: "Hey, don't you know? Then you said you've worked together?"

Female 1: "No, I met him earlier, when he was still on the 20th floor, and when he was persuaded, I left the tower."

The second woman: "It seems that you really don't know how powerful Mr. A is! I'll tell the truth! I was on the 70th floor. You all know that life harvesters are easy to appear on the 69th floor, and most people just reach the 70th floor. He was in a half-dead state, but he was in good spirits! I asked him if he was lucky enough not to encounter the gas chamber, and he laughed happily and said that he was lucky and collected a lot of materials. I was shocked at the time! Others touched it. When he got to the gas chamber, he shed a layer of skin, and when he encountered the gas chamber, he was still collecting materials! The master of poison making is really scary!"

Female 1: "You said he was a master of drug making??"

The second woman: "Of course! Who can easily pass the 69th floor except the master of the drug maker? We were able to pass the 70th floor thanks to his poison powder, otherwise at least two people would have to be beaten out of the tower by monsters! The back of him rushing into the monster pile and throwing poison powder alone is so handsome, I will never forget it, I really want to see him again."

Male 1: "Not only the master of the drug maker, right? When I encountered an insect plague, he killed more people with one sword than the four of us combined. The key point is that there is a big guy on our side who used more than 100 layers of worms. Rare props, the flames killed a lot of insects, but they didn't catch up with his speed of killing insects!"

Second male: "Hey, you are all pediatrics, do you know about pediatrics? I met him on the 100th floor, do you know what he said at the time? He said hurry up and hurry up! Then there is an integer violence layer~www.wuxiaspot .com~ He just used the mechanical technique to force us to break through the level! Oh my god, it's the 100th floor! What is the concept of using skills to force through the absolutely violent large integer floor? It didn't take half an hour to complete the whole process without injury. The master of mechanics is so scary, it makes my scalp numb! I still feel numb when I think about it!"

Female 1: "Master of mechanical techniques??"

One male, two females: "..."

"Why don't you know anything?" They stared at the female first and said in unison.

The female one looked innocently wronged: "Then I really don't know."

Just as the four of them chatted more and more, each describing their admiration for that Mr. A, a figure emerged from the portal.

Everyone turned to look.

I saw a man with sweaty, pale face and messy hair lying on the ground, foaming and twitching his limbs, and there were dense blood stains oozing out from his back.

The four were stunned.

The first man asked the second man, "What floor is this?"

"20." The second male replied speechlessly.

The second woman covered her forehead: "I'm shocked. I've only climbed the 19th floor and I'm like this. How good is this person? Isn't he still a student?"

The second male reluctantly said: "The low tower is like this, there will always be ordinary people who are over-comprehensive and fantasize about getting rich overnight to try their luck. They really don't know whether to live or die. It's pitiful and sad, and he is lucky. Come to our group of 100-level masters to lead him to lie down and win."

Hearing that they were also on the "Honor Roll", the first male and the second female also showed smug faces, repeatedly agreeing, and lamenting the good luck of the "squatters".

In the audience, only the female one who "knows nothing" didn't speak, her eyes fixed on the people on the ground, and she always felt a little familiar.