Familiar

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out.

The bug right in front of the big-headed youth exploded like a burst meatball, spraying fluids everywhere.

Because the distance was too close, the liquid splattered all over his head and face.

The gunshot startled everyone in the hall, and the men and women by the other walls turned their heads to look over.

They saw Wang Wen, who had appeared beside the big-headed youth at some point, holding a shotgun after blasting the bug.

The big-headed youth wiped his face in disgust, his expression so ugly he nearly cursed out loud, but seeing the shotgun in Wang Wen's hands, he held it back and muttered unhappily, "Picking on me because I look like an easy target, stealing my bug!"

The others, likely intimidated by the shotgun and feeling a sense of shared fate, were approached by a man in gold-rimmed glasses who asked Wang Wen directly, "Brother, if you want bugs, we can discuss it. No need to pull a gun so easily; it hurts the harmony."

Wang Wen scanned the crowd, his ears catching the Femme Fatale putting on an act.

She said timidly, "Little brother, why don't you come over to my side? There are plenty of bugs, and I can't finish them all by myself anyway."

Knowing her true strength, and knowing that she knew that he knew her strength, Wang Wen nearly couldn't resist blowing her away for being intentionally nauseating.

He walked to her side with a blank expression and whispered like a mosquito, "We're so familiar with each other; it's fine to fool other lost lambs, but is there any need to put on an act with me?"

The girl curved her long, slender eyebrows in amusement and feigned ignorance, asking, "Do we know each other? How familiar are we?"

"How familiar?" Wang Wen thought for a moment and said, "I know your depths, and you know my lengths."

Hearing this, the girl giggled, her train of thought bizarre as she said, "I don't believe you. Prove it to me!"

Unable to gauge her true intentions, Wang Wen twitched his eye, turned to the people in the hall, and said loudly, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not stealing bugs. Haven't you noticed? The bugs are getting bigger and bigger."

As his voice fell, even the girl was slightly startled; she stopped joking, turned to look at the surrounding bugs, and the more she looked, the more solemn her expression became.

She hadn't noticed before simply because she was a mental-type master focused on control, and she rarely had the chance to engage in real, hands-on combat.

But that didn't mean she lacked experience in the World Tower. With her level of strength, her tower floor was definitely not low; she was likely a member of an elite team from a large conglomerate.

Those who climb the World Tower.

The higher the floor.

The greater the awe for the World Tower.

The stronger one is, the more mysterious and unfathomable the World Tower feels.

Experienced climbers would never underestimate any floor, even if this was only the 20th floor.

Moreover, an anomaly had occurred.

The girl immediately and decisively stopped her attack, observing the environment in the hall without a sound.

However.

She stopped.

But the men at the other three walls did not.

Especially the man in gold-rimmed glasses on the right. Perhaps seeing Wang Wen and the girl chatting and laughing so happily earlier, he felt annoyed, and his tone turned sarcastic: "What is wrong with men these days? One was screaming after being bitten by a bug, and now another is making a fuss just because the bugs are getting bigger."

He casually grabbed a bug and held it up, watching its wings and claws struggle and squirm, and laughed, "It's just a slow thing like this; even if it gets bigger, what's the use? Isn't it still one shot, one kill?"

After speaking, he threw the bug back against the wall with force, and it splattered with a wet thud.

Then, as if he felt killing them one by one was too slow, he adjusted the power of his "hair dryer" and blew it directly at the bugs on the wall that hadn't yet fallen.

"Boom!"

Large swathes of bug carcasses turned withered and yellow, falling to the ground.

The man in gold-rimmed glasses froze.

Only then did he realize with horror that it wasn't just the tiles on the wall that were bugs; the entire wall was composed of bugs!

His hair dryer's range and piercing damage blew against the wall, causing layers upon layers of bugs to wake up.

The bugs in the front layers were killed and fell, but more bugs behind them were flapping their wings, growing larger while struggling to rush out of the hair dryer's attack range to counterattack the "murderer"!

Thus, from the perspective of the man in gold-rimmed glasses, the entire wall in front of him seemed to come alive in an instant, collapsing upon him like a tidal wave.

"Ah!!"

That was the last sound he made in this world.

Everyone in the hall watched helplessly as he was covered by the bugs like a blanket; he didn't even have time to run before he went silent.

This scene terrified the two men at the other walls.

They finally stopped attacking, retreated toward Wang Wen and the Femme Fatale, and stood there with their weapons, looking nervous.

Wang Wen looked at their expressions.

If they weren't faking it.

Then they were likely just rookies on the lower floors.

They couldn't even compare to the top students who hadn't yet graduated from The Academy.

I heard that a certain senior surnamed Li in the third year has already cleared over a hundred floors!

He's really brought honor to The Academy!

His thoughts were flying everywhere, startling the girl secretly observing him nearby so much that she nearly bit her tongue.

What's this guy's deal? The three of us are already so nervous, terrified, and helpless, yet he's still this calm? Could it be that he's confident he can solve any difficulty?

Thinking of this, the girl couldn't hold back anymore.

Pretending she needed to go over to where the gold-rimmed glasses man was to observe, she spoke up: "We should hurry and see if we can save them! I'm scared on my own, who will come with me?"

Wang Wen turned his head to look around, acting as if he hadn't heard a thing.

The big-headed youth nearly shook his massive head right off his shoulders.

The tall man's expression was one of struggle; after hesitating for a long while, he gritted his teeth and spoke up: "I'll go with you!"

The girl looked moved, then glanced at his injured finger and shook her head: "You're injured, don't take risks. Stay here to deal with any emergencies."

And so, the tall man was also filled with emotion.

"Little brother." The girl reached out to tug on Wang Wen's sleeve, asking pitifully: "Will you come with me? Please?"

"No." Wang Wen's refusal was extremely blunt.

The tall man wasn't happy about that.

Looking down at him, he accused: "How can you be like this? Since we're fated to be in the same group, we should help each other. The current situation makes it even more necessary for us to work together to overcome these difficulties!"

Wang Wen glanced at him and smiled: "Aren't you guys going to hit the bugs anymore? Then I'll do it!"

Having said that, he walked brazenly over to the tall man's wall and began happily swatting bugs, one stick per bug.

As he hit them, he muttered to himself: "One hundred, two hundred, three hundred..."

The tall man's face turned pale.

Every strike felt as if it were landing on his own heart.

It made him twitch with every hit.

Just as that famous healing poet once wrote.

Daming Lake, the lake is grand.

In Daming Lake, there are lotus flowers.

On the lotus flowers, there are toads.

One poke, one hop.

The girl couldn't be bothered to keep up the act; she left the two men behind and chased after Wang Wen.

Seeing him unable to close his mouth as he made a fortune, she lowered her voice and said to him: "Stop acting, okay? Those two are clearly dead weight. There's no one left to carry us, so this floor depends on the two of us. Do you have any ideas you want to share?"

Wang Wen looked back at her.

He thought for a moment.

Then, curiously asked: "My dear lady, do we know each other? Are we that close?"