This level generates too much negative progress.
It has now exceeded negative 16,000 points.
They had worked so hard to save an entire village, and they only earned 50 points.
At that rate, you'd only get a maximum of 100 points per hour. Even if you worked 24 hours a day without eating, drinking, resting, or sleeping, the maximum you could get was 2400 points.
It can't even keep up with the rate of negative growth itself, let alone fill such a huge hole.
This isn't about discouraging people from leaving; it's a perfectly legitimate and open strategy.
The road ahead isn't blocked, and the remaining progress is definitely far greater than the current negative progress.
But if the inability to catch up is due to one's own "ability," then one has no one to blame but oneself.
Other normal Tower Climber would definitely feel it's a waste of energy and leave the tower early if they encountered this situation, but Wang Wen was unwilling to give up and wanted to try her best.
Since they can't catch up with the progress by themselves.
Then let the local natives do the work for you.
There is always strength in numbers.
His plan was simple.
To get people to cooperate willingly, just meet two conditions.
First, dispel their concerns and let them know that the disaster is likely to be resolved and no longer endangers their lives.
Second, clearly state the benefits; offer sufficiently high incentives to entice them to participate, and they will naturally cooperate willingly.
Think these two points through.
Wang Wen then had Zhu Xingguo take the [ Godslaying Cross ] and, relying on the Fox's flying mount, take the group to dredge the river channels and irrigate the land overnight, hoping to fill all the large and small rivers and lakes around the major prefectures with water.
He then led the young man and the middle-aged man to the northern border, where they looked down at the battlefield below.
Seeing the camp still brightly lit even in the darkness, the young man proudly introduced, "These are the incomparably brave soldiers of our Northern Army, who have guarded the northern border for decades, never allowing an enemy nation to set foot on our territory!"
The middle-aged man next to him also raised his chin slightly with a sense of pride.
Wang Wen, not understanding, asked, "If it's so powerful, why does it still have 'enemy countries'? Shouldn't we go out and fight them?"
The young man choked.
The middle-aged man couldn't stand seeing his master choke.
He quickly interjected, "You are unaware, my sir. Attacking and defending a city are worlds apart. Our dynasty is benevolent and cannot bear to see our soldiers die, so we have decided to only defend and not attack, hoping to make the enemy retreat in the face of difficulties."
Wang Wen nodded. "Understood. Do you know where the enemy is? Let's go take a look."
Even the middle-aged man was speechless.
A terrifying thought flashed through their minds: what exactly did this expert intend to do? Was he planning to charge into the enemy camp single-handedly?
The palms of middle-aged people are sweaty.
She thought to herself that if her guess came true, even if she had three heads and six arms, she wouldn't be able to protect the prince.
So he said to Wang Wen, "I know, but that place is extremely dangerous. The enemy has many skilled archers with powerful bows and arrows. Your Highness cannot take the risk. Perhaps I can lead an expert there."
Wang Wen shook her head and said, "We'll all go together if there's nothing wrong. We'll need Your Highness's help to direct the people, so I guarantee there won't be any danger."
Seeing that the middle-aged man wanted to say more.
He waved his hand, creating a transparent barrier for the young man, then said to the middle-aged man, "Try and see if you can hit your prince. If you can, I'll listen to you; if not, I'll listen to you."
The middle-aged man flatly refused. "Absolutely not! I would never lay a hand on the Prince, not even as a joke!"
Wang Wen helplessly put on a barrier around herself and said to him, "Then come and hit me. It doesn't matter if you can hit me."
The eyes of both the young and middle-aged people lit up.
Middle-aged people, in particular, have always been suppressed by experts and have long wanted to test their skills.
Given the cooperative relationship between the two parties, and the prince's high regard for the other party, it was neither convenient nor possible for him to intervene, otherwise it might cause misunderstandings and displease the prince.
Now that we have this opportunity for a fair and square test, it's exactly what I wanted.
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands together, then politely asked, "Is it really possible, Your Highness? Or a master? These fists and feet have no eyes; if you're serious, it's hard to control. What if..."
The young man looked at Wang Wen with doubt. "Master, are you sure? Commander Yun's skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."
Wang Wen saw how confident the two of them were.
I was starting to have some reservations.
Could some kind of incredibly powerful ancient monster appear?
With a top 700 integer layer, anything can happen.
With that thought in mind, he cautiously took out the Scepter and held it in his hand, then set up the most solid transparent barrier he could create in front of him.
They even silently vowed that middle-aged people could never hurt them.
Feeling that all his energy had been mobilized, he finally spoke confidently to the two, "Come on, you're really something if you can hurt me."
The middle-aged man stopped being polite.
He slapped Wang Wen with a swift motion.
The hand was halfway to its destination when it was stopped by a transparent barrier.
The middle-aged man tapped the barrier with a puzzled look, feeling that it was a bit harder than those invisible things that had once supported everyone.
I understand now.
Withdraw your hand and take a deep breath.
He mustered all his strength and blasted at Wang Wen again.
This time, the transparent barrier emitted a buzzing sound as if it had been struck hard.
A faint wisp of energy pierced through the barrier, only to be dispersed by the energy mobilized by the [ Oath Scepter ] to fulfill its oath, transforming into a gentle breeze that brushed past Wang Wen's face.
Wang Wen raised an eyebrow.
Surprisingly, there are things that even a transparent barrier can't block.
He carefully observed the middle-aged man through Breaking Ignorance Level lens of a master of Scientific Deciphering.
for a long time.
He muttered to himself, "It's not magic power, not enchantment, not spiritual power, it's true qi? How can such a low-level energy have such strong penetrating power? Is it a technique? No wonder I didn't notice it."
Behind the transparent barrier at the front, he set up several thin barriers, not very solid but numerous, layer upon layer, mainly to eliminate that strange energy.
At this moment.
The middle-aged man, unwilling to give up, launched one last, desperate attack.
As if gathering all the strength he had cultivated throughout his life, his face flushed red, his hair and beard bristled, and his clothes bulged as he roared and struck down with his palm.
The transparent barrier blasted open, creating vertical circular shockwaves, as if cannonballs had struck it.
Such power is beyond human capabilities.
A powerful burst of energy pierced through the first transparent barrier, struck the second, weakened slightly, then passed through the second barrier and struck the third, weakening it even more.
Wang Wen could clearly feel that the barrier was filled with her own energy.
The opponent's energy was extremely skillful.
It seems to have nothing to do with the strength or thickness of the barrier, but only with the number of layers.
Regardless of thickness, each layer weakens the force by an equal amount.
The energy finally exhausted itself after penetrating eight layers of barriers, and vanished completely upon gently striking the ninth layer.
Wang Wen was amazed.
Looking at the remaining 371st layer of barriers he had set up behind the ninth layer, he was filled with admiration for the middle-aged man's strength.
It's been a long time since anyone has made me treat this with such care.
He's a formidable opponent.
He sincerely said to the middle-aged man, "Your skills are quite good. Let's practice more next time we have time. I'm very interested in this kind of energy manipulation technique."
The middle-aged man opposite me felt half of his body go numb.
His face was pale and he was covered in sweat.
The body's internal energy circulation is sluggish and stagnant.
Every meridian through which the vital energy flowed was aching.
That final palm strike represented the pinnacle of his skill.
As a result, they didn't even manage to touch the hairs of the experts.
The middle-aged man was finally convinced.
He clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Wang Wen and said, "You are truly a master! You are the first person to emerge unscathed from the Ninefold Force. I am in awe!"
Wang Wen looked at him with a glint in her eyes, handed him a pill, and said, "Your body seems to be injured. Eat this candy to recover."
[ Great Luo Creation Pill ].
The food that the team's Tower Climber are already tired of eating.
The middle-aged man carefully took the pill, and as he rubbed off the wax coating, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
He turned to look at the young man in shock.
The young man's eyes lit up as he urged him, "A gift from a master must be extraordinary! Try it quickly!"
Another "skilled person interaction mode" has emerged, where treasures are given away casually without ever mentioning money, and the young man is almost falling in love with this feeling.
Without further hesitation, the middle-aged man swallowed the pill in one gulp.
Not long after it entered his stomach, he discovered that the meridians in his body that had been damaged from exerting all his strength were rapidly recovering!
For martial arts practitioners, injuries to the tendons and meridians are rarely treated with medicine; ordinary medicinal herbs are unlikely to be effective in treating tendon and meridian damage.
These injuries would normally require him to practice internal energy for at least several days to heal.
Now, after taking just one pill, the healing process begins! And it's happening so fast—I'm almost back to normal in the blink of an eye!
What kind of rare and precious elixir could this be???
The middle-aged man smacked his lips, staring at Wang Wen with utter astonishment, completely awestruck.