Chapter 816

The White Tower was a place where dragons and snakes mingled—no, that was not a metaphor. It was a literal statement.

As the only gathering place for Trans-dimensional Mages in the Endless Star Sea, the White Tower's inclusiveness was astonishing. After all, with so many worlds, the races of Trans-dimensional Mages were naturally absurdly numerous as well. Aside from those mages born as alien species, there was also a small minority who had simply lived too long and wanted to try changing species for a while.

There was even a section on the Internal Network Forum dedicated to discussing topics like this.

Some mages from humanoid races wanted to try out the bodies of monsters. There were many choices, but for some reason, the most popular monster race had always been Minotaurs.

Other Trans-dimensional Mages whose original races were Monsters wanted to try out humanoid bodies—they had grown tired of their claws or blade-shaped arms that could not hold things.

Humans naturally became the first choice, followed by Elves or orcs. There were also some more unusual individuals who chose things like Succubi and then went to work in massage parlors. In short, when you visited a massage parlor, if you were not the sort of person who had no taboos whatsoever, then aside from biological sex, you also had to check the other party's actual gender.

That was getting off topic. Back to the point: because there were so many people, it meant that no matter what kind of subject you studied, someone would inevitably end up walking a path similar to yours. The mages were plainly not very fond of that—although having more peers could promote communication and development, having too many peers was not necessarily a good thing.

It was like a traffic-jammed highway, surrounded on all