Returning From Level 900

Chapter 113: Precious Talents

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chapter 113: Precious Talents

Since they had almost gotten used to each other since Thursday, the four climbed the tower at a breakneck speed.

In a real sense, they had achieved the word rush.

Many checkpoints were completed in a matter of minutes.

Those who were slow could climb four or five floors in an hour.

Those with quick reflexes could sprint to the next extreme floor in one breath.

That speed was not only shocking to the passersby; even Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruoruo felt their legs weaken.

Once, Zhu Xingguo asked Wang Wen, “Master, we are not stopping along the way? How many floors do you and Team Leader Mo plan to go?”

“I’m not sure how many floors Team Leader Mo plans to go to.” Wang Wen drank the Body Health Water and looked at Mo Ran, who was fighting a monster in the distance. He said, “We have to go up to at least 300 floors, right? Didn’t someone say that even if we go up to 300 floors, we won’t regret it? Let no one underestimate us.”

Zhu Xingguo thought for a long time, but he still could not remember who had left such a deep impression on his master.

He retreated to Ren Ruoruo’s side and relayed Wang Wen’s words.

Ren Ruoruo was shocked.

She remembered the person who said those words—Yao Shi.

Zhu Xingguo was also shocked.

He stared blankly at Wang Wen, who was drinking water and watching the show with a calm expression. He said slowly, “Master is so awesome! He holds a grudge!”

On the 130th floor.

A woman was assigned to their team.

She was quite pretty.

She was so scared when she came in and saw the four climbers ready to climb the tower with their bodies full of fire and a murderous aura that she hurriedly trotted over and bowed to greet them.

The woman introduced herself politely. The temperature on the 130th floor was comfortable.

Just as she was about to get to know Wang Wen and the other two, Mo Ran shouted, “Go, go, go, go!”

Wang Wen said politely to the woman, “Don’t be nervous. It will only take a few minutes.”

The woman was still wondering if he was teasing her. However, the moment the checkpoint opened, a black lightning bolt rushed forth.

A few minutes later.

[The 130th floor is completed.]

Wang Wen politely waved goodbye to the woman.

The woman still maintained the same posture as when the checkpoint opened. She watched in a daze as the four people stepped into the next entrance and disappeared.

Without forming a team, the other people at the checkpoint could leave first. The next level would differ for them.

On the 140th level.

A fatty with a big belly was assigned to the team.

Wang Wen and the others were a little surprised.

How much physical strength could such a fat body have? How did he get to the 100th level?

If he encountered a speed mechanism, he would die, right?

Who knew that the fatty was very familiar with the tower? He had even reached the 200th floor.

Regardless of whether everyone believed it, he smiled and gave everyone his business card.

Mo Ran was too lazy to take it. He said, “You have too much time on your hands? What’s the use? I can’t bring it out.”

Fatty was not angry at all. He continued to pass the business card to them cheerfully and said, “Yes, yes, this is a prop from the World Tower.”

Mo Ran was slightly stunned. He took the business card and looked at it carefully in bewilderment.

Zhu Xingguo, Ren Ruoruo, and Wang Wen stood by the side, their eyes wide open, lost in their own thoughts as they stared at the business card.

Wang Wen nodded after reading the information.

That fatty must be wealthy.

The item that looked like a name card was actually a World Tower item called a Fuel Card.

It was an ordinary item from the 300th floor. It would occasionally appear at some high-tech checkpoints. It could burn for an hour after being ignited. It was very practical to bring to a picnic.

The Fuel Card, like many basic items such as Body Health Water, was a World Tower item that many tower climbers kept on their person at all times.

Furthermore, due to its low level, it was not difficult to obtain. There was sufficient supply in the market, and the price was stable. It was one of the most popular everyday items from the 300th floor.

The average price was between 7,000 and 8,000 points a piece.

Those who were short of money would at least have one in case they needed it.

Those slightly more affluent would store as much Body Health Water as possible.

After all, in the World Tower, there were no firewood or lighting tools that could be picked up at any time and place.

One could not say how many pieces would be used if one climbed the tower.

Only with food in hand would one not panic.

The number of such items on the market was neither excessive nor insufficient. They could only be described as perfect.

If someone wanted to buy them, they could get them anytime. Even if they wanted to sell them, there were people who would buy them at any time.

However, they had never seen someone like Fatty, who had dozens of Fuel Cards printed as business cards for distribution.

If there were a statistical item called the business card acceptance rate in the world, Fatty’s business card would definitely be ranked first.

What a joke. Even if he did not read the words on the business card, would it not be a good thing to keep? Would it not be a good thing if he sold it to the market and earned a few thousand points for free?

People who put so much effort into making business cards either cherished interpersonal relationships or were rich enough to burn the product.

To Wang Wen and the others, rich people helped all living things, so they would not give up the relics they took for free.

The name on the card was Chen Hansheng, director of the Boai Group. Wang Wen smiled and thanked Director Chen.

The Boai Group.

In terms of financial strength, it was not much lower than the Tiansheng Group. It was only because there were not enough elite teams that it ranked third.

Even if it was only ranked third, it was not enough. Otherwise, it would be a terrifying colossus.

Out of respect for Boai Group and the Fuel Card, Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruoruo also thanked him.

Even Mo Ran’s expression became gentler, and he was no longer as cold and distant as before.

Chen Hansheng smiled and went to Wang Wen to inquire about the level.

Wang Wen thought for a moment and told the man 140th floor.

Chen Hansheng was stunned and smiled unnaturally. He casually said, “That’s quite a coincidence.”

Then, he stopped looking at Wang Wen and turned around to ask the others.

He found out that Zhu Xingguo, Ren Ruoruo, and Wang Wen reached the 100th floor together.

Next was Mo Ran, who had reached the 439th floor. He immediately came to Mo Ran’s side and said warmly, “Little Brother, you’re amazing! You must come from a consortium team, right? Where do you work?”

Mo Ran did not have to keep his identity as the team leader of the First Consortium’s intelligence department a secret, but he had seen too many problems when he let his identity slip. So, he ignored Fatty and shouted that the checkpoint was open and he wanted to fight.

Chen Hansheng looked at the low-level rookies,Wang Wen and the other two, who were resting leisurely on the spot. On the contrary, the big boss from the 439th floor charged at the enemy to start a massacre.

In his heart, he was certain that he had seen through everything.

Needless to say, the legendary god brought three scum with him.

It was very obvious.

The three people resting on the spot were definitely young masters and young misses from some consortium. They climbed the tower with the elite climbers arranged by the group!

Since the incident with the man in green the previous week, that kind of phenomenon had become very common.

It was not just a matter of words that everyone was worried about.

Many of the consortium higher-ups could not wait to enter the tower. Those who were not strong enough would arrange a large group of elites to escort them.

They only hoped that the group’s core members’ levels would be higher than most of the population to prevent the incident with the man in green from happening again.

Chen Hansheng smiled as he looked at Mo Ran, who stood alone in the distance.

He planned to get close to him after the fight.

That kind of precious talent could not be overlooked.