For Chen Hansheng Mi Lailai, and even Song Ping'an, money is no longer the first factor to consider.
Even Mi Lailai, who just borrowed money from Chen Hansheng to open up a field not long ago, never thought about this.
Chen Hansheng is not worried Mi Lailai can't afford it.
Mi Lailai himself is not worried either.
It can be said that no one at this table is worried about running out of money.
Except Li He.
After the audience eliminated several common possibilities, he took the lead in turning his thinking to money.
When he asked the question "Do you have no money?"
Everyone was stunned.
The look towards Ma Cheng contained complex emotions of seeking confirmation and disbelief.
Until Ma Cheng recovered from the shock, nodded and admitted. "If you are talking about Point of your Eastern Continent, then I really don't have it. In the past, we used Divine Power Essence as currency for circulation in the Western Continent."
Only then did everyone have to admit that Li He had guessed the truth.
I immediately slapped my forehead.
Cover your face, cover your face.
A crowd of people stood on their backs and were speechless.
Luo Shan said grandly, "Brother Ma, what's your account number? I'll transfer some money to you directly. It's not a big amount, so don't be dissatisfied. At least you can open the field first and see the effect!"
Ma Cheng was stunned again. "What account?"
Mi Lailai covered his forehead and said feebly to Luo Shan: "If I can make money, which round will I get you? People don't normally scan the QR code at the entrance to enter the tower. Where do you get the account?"
"Ah?" Luo Shan was dumbfounded. "It feels like I missed a lot of links? It seems like a lot of things really happened yesterday!"
That's it.
The entire table suddenly fell into silence.
Most of the people present had participated in that East-West war.
They all saw how tragic the war situation was at that time.
After the war, there were even three people who even Wang Wen couldn't save.
It is said that Tower Climber is generally ruthless.
Partings and farewells are commonplace.
But Mo Ran, Gu Jianbing and even Zhu Xingguo are all the core members of Wang Wen's "own circle".
We usually look up and don't look down at each other, and have long been accustomed to each other's presence.
A dinner party like this one.
In the past, unless it was inside the tower.
Otherwise there must be room for three people at this dining table.
At this moment.
Looking at the hot pot soup base cooked slowly at low temperature.
No one puts food in there anymore.
Cheng Queyi softly prayed. "I hope senior will go well entering the tower this time and return from the 700th floor with good news."
"Don't be too arrogant! You are pushing too far without knowing the consequences!" In the corner of the prison cafeteria, the only fully clothed old man among the hostages shouted angrily at Wang Wen and others, "No matter how strong you are, you can't be stronger than the power of the country! I advise you to stop when you feel like it. If the outside world loses patience and uses real strategic weapons, none of you will survive!"
He Jiong looked at him funny. "Why do you still think that we are ordinary people? Turn around and look at the people around you? How high is the strength to capture such special armed personnel into an organization?"
"Hmph, these are all a bunch of rubbish." The old man snorted disdainfully, "My personal guards can do it too."
The special armed personnel next to him were hit again.
I feel like crying but I don't dare to refute.
In fact, in their opinion, even if they were the old man's personal guards, it would be impossible to catch him so calmly.
Obviously the old man was bragging.
It's a pity that people who don't understand don't know how to speak, and people who understand don't dare to speak.
So no one exposed him.
Seeing that his cowhide seemed to have worked, the old man looked a little proud and said to He Jiong with an arrogant expression, "You are still too young and have never seen the world. It's not surprising that I personally decide to give you these guns and ammunition for small troubles. Stop as soon as possible to avoid the situation getting bigger and ending!"
He Jiong looked back at Wang Wen.
After receiving the instruction, he picked up the communicator and stuffed it into the old man's mouth. "Come on, expand as hard as you can, the harder it is to end, the better!"
The old man stared at him for a long time.
Half a moment.
Finally he sighed.
With a desperate look on his face, he dialed a certain number and shouted, "Attack with all your strength! All laser intercontinental cloud blasts are coming! It doesn't matter if I die, we must not let evil run rampant until dawn!"
A night of violent bombing passed.
The sky was obscured by rising smoke, making it difficult to see the morning glow.
All personnel in the prison were moved to the huge playground to watch the fireworks.
When the last round of attacks, including high-yield nuclear bombs, exploded over the prison.
Everyone collapsed on the ground in tears.
The old man forced his eyes that were pierced red by the bright light open, stared at Wang Wen and shouted in despair, "You are not human beings, you are Demon!"
Wang Wen ignored it.
He raised his hands and the high walls surrounding the prison collapsed.
Wait until the dust subsides slightly.
The people in the prison looked at the vast plains outside, unable to regain their senses for a long time.
Wang Wen lifted himself up with invisible energy giant hands and flew several people into the air to the fallen prison gate. He pointed at the empty world outside the wall and said loudly to the prisoners, "Everyone, all the armed forces that can come to support have been eliminated. You are free!"
For a long time no one dared to move.
He Jiong went down to the ground, grabbed the middle-aged man who was the most arrogant before, and asked, "Don't you want to escape from prison? Why don't you leave now that all obstacles are gone?"
The middle-aged man still has the momentum he once had.
With a trembling body, he stuttered and replied, "Master, Master... I didn't want to escape from prison?"
After a pause, he pointed to the "hostages" everywhere and said with a sad face, "Besides, escaping from prison and fighting a war seem to be two different things?"
He Jiong looked back helplessly at Wang Wen.
Wang Wen sighed secretly.
Use the giant energy hand to pick up a few prisoners and throw them outside the wall.
Once the progress is full, walk through the portal and leave.
A whole day is wasted, a lot of energy is spent, and nothing happens.
It seems that the development of the source of divine power is not as simple as imagined.
Can be met but not sought.
The next tower level Wang Wen no longer clings to divine power.
Focus on climbing the tower.
The second day after entering the tower.
Wang Wen arrived at the 400th floor.
The moment he stepped onto the 400th floor, Shi Yuanyuan, who had been lifeless all this time, suddenly lit up.
Always pay attention to her Tathagata to increase the power of imprisonment.
Wang Wen turned around and looked at Tathagata for a moment, and asked Shi Yuanyuan: "Did you get the reward from World Tower? Which basic skill did you mention to the master?"
Shi Yuanyuan chuckled and coldly said "Guess".
Wang Wen is not annoyed either.
Analyzing with a firm tone. "The other four items are not of much help to your current situation. Only the spiritual power master is somewhat useful. If you can't contact the god, you can at least use your imagination."
Shi Yuanyuan said nothing with a cold face.
It seemed like something was brewing silently.
Wang Wen stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air above her head, and said lightly, "Okay, now I don't even have to use my imagination."
Shi Yuanyuan raised his head in shock.
Looking at him in disbelief, he couldn't help but blurt out. "Can you even confine your imagination?"
"It is much easier to close the channel of imagination than to imprison your connection with the so-called God." Wang Wen flipped through the catalog of Same-Floor Teleportation and randomly selected a level that was relatively easy to pass and opened it.
The fog around everyone dispersed.
The progress is gradually increasing.
The lost Shi Yuanyuan lowered his head and murmured to himself, "It turns out that everything was intentional! You could have imprisoned my imagination early, but you never took action until I received the reward of this level! It turns out that I had expected that I would choose the spiritual master!"