Immediately a waiter came up dragging a tray covered with brocade silk.
Di Qingyi took the tray, took a few steps forward, handed it to Fang Zheng with both hands, and said: "Here are the rewards I promised you. For example, the genetic enhancers are made in advance according to the list. This thing is a non-renewable resource. One bottle
One bottle is missing. In order not to be abused by others, we strictly control the production capacity... This bottle actually belongs to the fallen general of Xuanjiucheng. I have replaced this gene enhancer with something else as compensation. This thing, I will hand it over.
Here you go."
Open the brocade silk.
Several bottles of exquisite liquid inside were revealed. The outer bottles alone were made of pure crystal. They were crystal clear. Although they were not priceless, they were still extremely precious.
Two bottles of level 4 spiritual energy liquid, one bottle of body tempering liquid, a small delicate token, and a bottle of pure white liquid.
Gene enhancer?!
Fang Zheng's heart moved. Whether it was body tempering liquid or spiritual energy liquid, they all contained extremely strong spiritual energy.
Only this gene enhancer is like the Nutrient Express that Fang Zheng often drank in his previous life. From the outside, no spiritual energy fluctuations can be felt.
Is this a genetic enhancer?
In the opinion of Zhou Yunze and others, the value of this thing is much higher than that of spiritual energy liquid.
So much so that even the generals who protect the city can only get a bottle every three years.
Fang Zheng reached out and took it.
Di Qingyi said: "If you collect three bottles of level 4 spiritual energy liquid, you can exchange it for a bottle of level 5 spiritual energy liquid. If you need it, Fang Zheng, you might as well keep these spiritual energy liquids and wait until next year to exchange for a bottle of level 5 spiritual energy liquid."
, and that token represents the amount you can redeem. As long as you are willing, you can use this token to redeem any weapon worth up to 100 million from my treasury at any time. Similarly, if you don’t spend it, the money can be accumulated.
Come next year.”
In other words, if I don’t redeem it for ten years, will I have a quota of one billion?
Conscience!
"I see."
Fang Zheng nodded, took a deep breath, waved his hand...all the liquid disappeared.
Such a magical ability made everyone's eyelids light up.
Can even spiritual energy liquid be dematerialized?
How much can he hide?
Everyone's heart could not help but sink slightly. A psychic laser cannon was already frightening. Now that Founder has received another 100 million quota, he will exchange it for some weapons of mass destruction.
By then, who would dare to cause trouble for him?!
"Fang Zheng, please wait with me."
Di Qingyi said seriously: "Right now, the argument for the Tower of Trial is not over yet. Let's talk about the rest after everyone comes out... Someone, please give me a seat!"
The seat was moved next to Di Qingyi.
Obviously...she used this intentionally to show her kindness.
But Fang Zheng didn't feel anything at all. After more than 20 years of education in his previous life, he never felt that sitting next to anyone was an honor. In comparison, you gave me two bottles of level 5 spiritual energy liquid, and I felt that it was a favor.
!
After a long time.
The atmosphere fell into silence.
Everyone just looked up and watched the scene.
In the screen...
Everyone is fighting with a mad lion.
The wild lion has a huge and ferocious body, with thick hair on its chest, and looks like a king.
And its giant tail and sharp claws sprouted wings from its back, which suddenly flapped, mixed with the endless strong wind... making all the Martial Lords unable to get close.
The two sides have been fighting for more than ten minutes.
The Tower of Trial has dropped two levels, but although their battle is gradually gaining the upper hand, it seems that it will take some time to win.
Everyone looked at it intently...
His face gradually became weird.
"In this trial, except Fang Qing, everyone else was so bad? It has taken so long, and you have only reached the 42nd floor?"
Di Qingyi frowned and said.
Li Wei hesitated and said: "Well...that's not entirely true. Why do I feel that the difficulty of this Trial Tower has increased a lot?"
Everyone looked exhausted.
If they were still in their heyday, defeating this mad lion would not be a problem, but now, they have suffered too much loss, and coupled with the long and endless challenges ahead... At this time, many Martial Lords are lifeless, and they may have begun to doubt their lives.
.
"Difficulty...wait..."
Di Qingyi came back to his senses instantly.
She said: "Send someone to the underground research room quickly and ask them to lower the difficulty to three times... If this continues, people may die."
Only then did everyone react.
It seems like the difficulty has been turned up?
At that time, Zhaozhou Qiao said this personally.
Such an important thing... no one paid attention to it at that time. Everyone's attention was focused on Fang Zheng.
After that, he was intimidated by the psychic laser cannon.
If we hadn't seen the crisis in the Tower of Trial...
Maybe they haven't imagined that these Martial Lords are undergoing the most terrifying torture... You know, the seventh-level alien beasts already have the strength to challenge Martial Lords. At their level, any improvement in strength may be a deterrent.
The change.
Three times, what is that concept?
That is, in this Tower of Trial.
Otherwise, I am afraid that if any one appears in Zulong City, it will cause great disaster.
And as the waiter came back.
The difficulty has indeed been lowered...
Those people who were fighting with the mad lion suddenly discovered that the violent and ferocious lion on the opposite side had suddenly become much weaker. Its claws were no longer as sharp as before, and its dexterity in every move was also far away.
Not as good as before!
soon.
With everyone joining forces, the mad lion let out an angry howl and fell to the ground.
The remaining dozen or so warriors stared blankly at the corpse of the mad lion, unable to help but feel the urge to cry.
Just on the previous floor...many of my colleagues were too seriously injured to continue climbing.
So they stayed there.
In other words... they were eliminated.
Didn’t you say that Wu Zun’s argument is very simple?
Why... this is only the 40th floor and they are almost exhausted?
Is it that they are too bad this time, or are the previous generations of Martial Masters shockingly strong?
Everyone, you support me and I support you.
Run to the 43rd floor!
And looking at their dejected looks,
One of the elders stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty, may I ask... If this accident happened, if their argument failed, do they need to re-examine it?!"
Di Qingyi said: "No need. Although they have encountered the problem of increased difficulty, they have also tempered their tacit understanding and their strength has been greatly improved. Furthermore, they can start over in the Tower of Trial, but if they reach
What accident happened outside, can we do it again? Or do we have to hope that our enemies will give us a chance to do it again?"
"yes!"
The senator shut up and turned his back.
And on the forty-third floor.
Everyone was surprised to find that although the enemy's strength was still extremely strong, it was no longer the kind of enemy that required them to fight with all their strength.
Finally returned to the previous normal difficulty level.
But the situation... can never go back.
Several overloaded battles in succession.
The physical loss was huge, but they did not dare to rest anymore... A lot of time was wasted in the previous battles.
If we go up at the normal speed now, we can still make it in time.
But in the middle, there was no time to rest.
Can't rest anymore.
"Then come on!"
Everyone raised their weapons and rushed into the next round of battle...and this battle would be followed by at least fifty more.
Just thinking about it, all the Martial Lords felt, why are they so unmotivated?