"If I remember correctly, we are on the ninth floor now, right?"
"Seventeen versus nine? Oops, I've got a big shot. How can we compare with each other?"
"Then wouldn't it be a sure defeat this time?"
Everyone was panicked!
Pairs of eyes were fixed on Su Luo, wanting to catch Su Luo and rush to the tenth floor.
But at this moment, Su Luo was staring at the fat man, and neither of them had any intention of showing weakness.
Suddenly, Su Luo smiled faintly: "This fat man, why should you endure it any longer? The sweat on your forehead has completely betrayed your pain."
The fat man's eyes flashed slightly, he stared at Su Luo and whined.
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Are you asking what kind of poison I gave you?"
The fat man nodded with sweat on his face.
Su Luo smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's just a stick of incense and cold heart-breaking poison."
A stick of incense breaks the heart-breaking cold poison!
Attack within a stick of incense, death within a stick of incense!
The fat man stared at Su Luo, wishing to bite her into pieces.
Su Luo looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "As I said, I just want to ask you a small favor. You don't cooperate, so you have to suffer a little. Do you have to blame me for this?"
Do you blame me? The fat man glared at Su Luo angrily.
Su Luo smiled slightly: "You are asking me what a small favor is, right? It's actually very simple. Tell me where I can go directly to the eighteenth floor."
As soon as Su Luo said these words, the whole audience was stunned!
What!
Directly to the 18th floor?
How is this possible!
No one thought this was possible, but Su Luo knew that it absolutely existed.
Su Luo came from modern times, so she knew the designer's concept very well. There are stairs, and naturally there are direct elevators. Otherwise, why would the workers in the ziggurat go around and take the stairs or fly from the bottom to the top every day?
Isn’t that too ugly?
So, to sum up, there is definitely a direct ladder to heaven, but it is very obscure and unknown to outsiders.
The fat man stared at Su Luo! His eyes were fierce!
Su Luo smiled lightly, calmly.
Su Luo smiled and said: "Fat Master, can you bear the pain now? Do you want to add a little more?"
The fat man was almost angry to death with Su Luo, but there was nothing he could do.
Indeed, as Su Luo said, there is indeed a ladder in the Ziggurat, and each level of staff has different permissions.
As the chief designer of the Ziggurat, the fat uncle has very high authority. He does have authority from the first floor to the eighteenth floor.
The fat man knew that he would not be able to take any advantage in the hands of this little devil today.
In the end, he could only nod helplessly towards Su Luo.
In the face of life, what do these count?
Su Luo smiled faintly: "Then please ask Mr. Fatty to take us to the ladder."
Finally, on the crystal screen, the fat man was being carried by Su Luo dejectedly. He removed his authority, opened the ladder, and took everyone all the way to the eighteenth floor.
At this moment, everyone in the base was silent.
They watched helplessly as the ladder whizzed to the top.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
On another screen, Ning Yihai and the others were still fighting frantically with the guards on the seventeenth floor.
The guards on the seventeenth floor are very powerful!
At this moment, they can neither make a sound to the guards on other floors, but also have to resist the attacks of these guards with all their strength. They are in a very difficult situation!