The Old Senior Is Quite Courteous

"Are you fucking tired of living?"

Feng Xue, who had killed the guard on the 61st floor in three moves, pushed open the door and immediately heard an angry shout.

Feng Xue was slightly taken aback, but immediately perked up, thinking to himself, "Is there no rule against fighting above the sixtieth floor?" But when he looked in the direction of the voice, he saw a dozen or so people gathered in a small circle, seemingly watching something interesting.

Feng Xue frowned and curiously went closer. She saw a young man on the table, driving a chariot with one hand, arrogantly raising a long spear. Under the wheels, a beautifully dressed woman was lying there, bleeding from all seven orifices.

But...

"I told you not to keep using XP cards. Duels are about strength, understand?"

Following the sound, Feng Xue saw a strange man dressed in a scholar's robe, but with a Duel Disk stuck in his hand. His lips twitched slightly. He turned his head to the other side and saw another bearded man dressed in a classic linen robe, also with Duel Disk in his hand.

"What's going on? Have I time-traveled again?"

Feng Xue looked around and, after confirming that the surroundings were indeed the internal structure of the Tower of Babel, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, looking at these beings, each one burning with intense Supernatural Tale Fire, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Oh, a newcomer?!"

Suddenly, the person in front of him seemed to notice his gaze, turned around, and immediately let out a gasp. Then, the other Weird Tale also turned their heads immediately, and even the two people who were playing cards stopped what they were doing. In an instant, more than a dozen pairs of eyes focused on Feng Xue at the same time, and the piercing gaze made him shiver involuntarily.

Hello everyone!

Feng Xue raised her hand slightly awkwardly to greet them, and the dozen or so people returned the greeting with their own distinct etiquette. Then, a young man of Arab descent with purple eyes and a peculiar mark on his forehead walked up with a smile, squinting his eyes as he said:

"It's been over a decade since we've seen any newcomers. If you want a challenge, go to those houses on the east side; their owners have already gone upstairs."

"Huh? No owner? Then why doesn't Old Li want him?" Feng Xue asked with a subtle expression. The reason she deliberately brought up Old Li was naturally to provide a topic of conversation.

Upon hearing these Weird Tale, they indeed showed odd expressions, while the Arab youth with purple eyes looked on with disdain.

"You know Old Li? Is that guy still alive?"

"She's doing quite well, currently undergoing 'rehabilitation.' Don't you two get along?" Feng Xue asked tentatively. Another burly man waved his hand and said:

"The relationship is not bad. After all, a shameless guy like him can do well anywhere. The main problem is that the kid has no ambition. He hasn't made it after all these years, which is really annoying."

Feng Xue's expression was slightly strange, while the purple-eyed youth explained with a smile:

"Old Li was actually quite capable. We told him to build a house here first before continuing to climb higher, but he wouldn't listen and insisted on climbing a hundred floors in one go..."

At this point, the young man stopped talking, his meaning clear—if Feng Xue was close to Old Li, she would naturally know what was going on; if not, he wouldn't reveal more information about Old Li.

Feng Xue simply smiled at this, then quickly brought the conversation back on track:

"So, you mean houses without owners also need to be fought? What are we fighting? The guardians?"

"No, it's the shadow left by the previous owner." The purple-eyed youth pointed to a rather generic-looking house not far away.

"See that house? The original owner went to a higher level three years ago, taking the house with him. The house you see now is the basic model. If you challenge it, a clone of the original owner will appear, based on his state during his last battle on this level. Only by defeating this clone can you obtain the land—although I don't know if this was Infinite City's original intention, it does prevent loopholes. However, this also makes these houses increasingly difficult to conquer."

Upon hearing his words, Feng Xue couldn't help but feel sorry for those who wanted to move into her new house, but then she also showed a puzzled expression.

"If that's the case, wouldn't a lot of houses be occupied?"

"So what if it's taken up space?" The man in the white linen White Robe casually shrugged, while the purple-eyed youth explained kindly:

"Nobody knows why the Infinite City built the Tower of Babel. After all, it's only been around for a few decades. Even if there's some kind of refresh mechanism, we don't know. What if there's a 70-year property right or something? We haven't reached that point yet, have we?"

"That's true." Perhaps because she had read about worlds, churches, and organizations in novels that had existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years, Feng Xue often overlooked the fact that the Infinite City had only existed for a few decades.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to find out why a mythical figure from thousands of years ago would appear in the Infinite City, which had only appeared in the last few decades. However, considering that he was a newcomer, it would be somewhat inappropriate to ask such obviously confidential questions, so he put it aside for the time being.

He simply exchanged pleasantries:

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Feng Xue, and I'm a friend of Old Li. I've recently hit a bottleneck in my strength, and Old Li told me that there are some differences between the floors above the fiftieth floor of the Infinite City and the lower floors, so I wanted to come up here and build a house."

"I thought so too. My name is Cain."

As soon as the purple-eyed youth finished speaking, Feng Xue was immediately shocked. Good heavens, she thought Surtur and Sugawara no Michizane were already outrageous, but she didn't expect this one to be even more heavyweight!

But before he could think too much about it, Cain, seemingly having misunderstood something, quickly said:

"Don't worry, I'm an Innate Supernatural Tale is just a persona... Speaking of which, I've also gained vampire powers in recent years."

"Really? I've recently gained the ability to play the Erhu at full power." Feng Xue didn't explain further, just smiled frankly, and moved on from the topic before saying:

"Any recommended challenges, like, what are the characteristics of these houses, or which one is relatively weak?"

At this point, Feng Xue pulled out a few coins from her pocket, giving off a "I didn't ask for nothing" look. Although Feng Xue's coins themselves served as a form of self-promotion, the function of forced exchange was still quite appealing. Cain didn't refuse, but simply led Feng Xue past several Weird Tale being played with cards, saying as they walked:

"Currently, only 23 houses on the 61st floor are occupied. The rest are either dead or have gone to higher floors. However, at this level, their strength is basically the same. The only difference lies in their respective powers. For example, this house's original owner seems to have been a minor Subordinate God some minor pantheon. Apparently, he suddenly gained popularity because of a certain novel and was then resurrected. His powers seem to be things like transforming into giant beasts and destruction. If you are good at dealing with giant units, you will have an advantage..."

Regarding Cain, it's certainly wrong for Cain to commit murder, but if you read the Bible, you'll find the whole thing rather awkward.

Cain was the elder brother, a farmer, Abel was the younger brother, a shepherd.

The two men offered their produce to God, but God was pleased with the sheep that Abel offered and disliked the vegetables that Cain offered, which displeased Cain.

Then came the interesting part: God said, "Why are you angry? Why is your face downcast? If you do what is right, will you not be acceptable to God? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at the door."

Then the problem arises: the two brothers had different jobs, both offering their own things to God, and God himself showed favoritism, then said Cain "did not act well." Does that mean that those who farm are inferior to those who shepherd?

So you think I'm bad at farming? Then what Cain take for Cain to be considered good at it? All he had were vegetables and grains! Does that mean stealing his brother's livestock to feed you counts as being good? What kind of double standard is this?

The most amazing thing is that Abel died. God knew Cain to kill Abel, but he just didn't save him. Hey, he was just playing around.

It's your fault that I don't like you.

Doesn't this remind you of an elementary school teacher wondering, "Why doesn't he hit others?"