Chapter 1119: If you can’t hold the sand, just throw it away!
Author: 8difficulties
Chapter 1119: If you can’t hold the sand, just throw it away!
The light door leading to the next level has appeared, but Lin Chen ignored it and took care of himself to rest.
The severe injuries and the sequelae of the violent technique made Lin Chen feel weak and weak.
The wound was quickly healed by the Life Bead, and Lin Chen stuffed himself with recovery elixirs, crossed his legs and did his exercises, and recovered quietly.
This sitting is a day.
Lin Chen opened his eyes, and his eyes had regained their vitality again.
Full of energy!
Lin Chen stood up, stretched his arms, moved his muscles, and then stepped into the light door.
The eighth level!
How many levels does this take?
Ninth floor?
Nine levels?
I wonder how many levels Zhao Feiyu has passed now and whether he has been eliminated?
This level of fighting against yourself is so difficult, so it shouldn’t be just you who has to face it, right?
How did Zhao Feiyu break the situation?
Lin Chen imagined the two innate Tao bodies and the two Arhats fighting against each other in an earth-shattering manner. Lin Chen had the expectation to see it.
After passing through the light door, Lin Chen was stunned.
A clean room with a desk. There is a piece of paper and a pen on the desk.
Apart from this, there is nothing else.
There are no ferocious monsters, no powerful cultivators, and no strange assessments.
Lin Chen carefully observed for a long time to confirm that there were indeed no traps or hidden enemies around him, then he cautiously approached the desk and looked at the piece of paper.
White paper.
There isn't any paper.
White paper, what are you doing for me?
Is it okay to write a 10,000-word novel?
Or state the 10,000 reasons why you deserve to be the new owner of the Ghost Tower?
Just when Lin Chen was confused, golden light suddenly flashed on the wall in front of him, and small golden characters appeared one after another.
Lin Chen watched intently.
"What is the purpose of your practice? Write the answer on the paper."
Lin Chen blinked, hey, quiz?
What is this, an exposition of an ideal?
Use your answers to judge whether you are qualified?
Who doesn’t know how to speak high-sounding words?
Wouldn’t it be enough to just answer it directly?
Why write on paper?
Is it because you want to see if my handwriting is good or not, so that you can say "the words are like the person they write"?
Lin Chen complained in his heart and immediately thought about the answer to this question.
What is the purpose of the effort?
Lin Chen thought for a long time, picked up the brush next to him, and wrote a row of words in a "flying" style.
"Live freely and well."
After I finished writing, the plain white paper suddenly glowed with a faint golden light. The words I just wrote also glowed with golden light, but disappeared little by little, as if they were being burned by gold.
Lin Chen suddenly felt inexplicable palpitations. He stared at the gradually disappearing words on the paper, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind. Why did he feel like his thoughts were being verified?
I always feel that if what I write is not my true thoughts, something bad will happen...
Lin Chen shook his head and pushed the thoughts in his head to the back of his mind.
I really think so, what are you afraid of?
Walk and sit upright!
The golden light on the paper disappeared, and the white paper returned to its original state, as if I had never written anything. At the same time, the golden writing on the wall quickly disappeared.
The next second, golden writing appeared on the wall again.
"As the new generation of Human Emperor, when the human race is facing a huge life and death crisis, as long as you sacrifice yourself, you can save millions of human beings in the world from danger. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself?"
Lin Chen smiled.
This time, he just started writing without any thought.
"I can try my best, but I don't want to sacrifice."
Lin Chen didn't write more.
Anyway, that’s what it means.
This was originally my true words, so why should I sacrifice myself?
Wouldn't it be nice to live a good life, be careful, protect the people you care about, grow up a little bit, and finally become awesome, and then fight back to save the remaining human race?
If you are poor, you can only benefit yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world.
Lin Chen is not that noble to risk his own life in exchange for the life of someone he doesn't know.
"The ghost tower is very powerful. There is a powerful weapon spirit in it that controls the entire ghost tower. If you are a destined person of the ghost tower, the weapon spirit will sign a contract with you. What kind of contract can you accept and give your reasons?
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Master-servant contract—command the weapon spirit and control the ghost tower?
Friendship Contract - Peaceful coexistence, anything to discuss?
Servant-master contract - serve the weapon spirit and pray to the weapon spirit when you need help?"
I went and there were even multiple-choice questions!
Asking this question means that you already have the opportunity to become the destined person and heir of the Ghost Tower?
Master and servant? Friend? Servant and master?
The person who asked the question should be the powerful weapon spirit.
By asking this question, could it be that he wanted to find a destined person who was powerful, promising and potential, and then asked this destined person to sign a servant-master contract with him and serve him as his master?
After all, the Ghost Tower has stood between heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years, and has killed countless powerful people. How could he accept being treated as a servant and manipulated at will by the weak in his eyes?
Lin Chen thought briefly for two seconds, then picked up his pen and firmly wrote his answer.
"Master-Servant Contract."
"Reason: If you can't hold the sand, just throw it away!"