"Tang Ling." Without answering Andrew's question, Aber called out Tang Ling's name softly. His fair, slender fingers tapped on the sofa's armrest rhythmically while he took a sip of the whiskey.
The firewood in the fireplace was a little too much, and the blazing fire was accompanied by an unusual aroma, causing Andrew's forehead to sweat.
This was his cousin, Aber. He was handsome, elegant, talented, and smart.
What reason did the Agnes family have not chosen him as their heir? There were differences between people, and they were different from birth.
Aber's mother had a noble status that even surpassed the entire Safety Sector No. 17. Even the castellan, Worf, had to be respectful when he saw her.
It was also the reason why the Agnes family had the confidence to choose Tang Ling. Even if Safety Sector No. 17 was toppled and they failed, they would still have somewhere to go. There might even be a better place to go.
If that was the case, the family would still have to rely on Aber and coax him. His position was not like the head of the family, but it was better than that.
Even so, Aber was not a foppish brat, nor was he arrogant. He had the right amount of humility along with the pride and reservedness of a noble. He had a good reputation and meritorious achievements in the battlefield.
With that thought in mind, Andrew felt a little helpless. He was born into a normal family, had a normal appearance, and his talent was only decent. All he had was patience, caution, perseverance, and Hank.
Hank …
"Andrew," Aber's voice entered his ears, sounding a little dissatisfied.
This hint of dissatisfaction made the sweat that had gathered on Andrew's forehead drip down instantly. He lowered his head, and his body, which was originally only slightly leaning forward on the edge of the sofa, leaned forward even more.
"Cousin, I'm thinking about something, so I'm a little carried away."
"What are you thinking about?" Aber stood up and poured a glass of iced whiskey for Andrew. "Don't be nervous. We are all from the Agnes family."
Andrew took the glass and looked up at Aber's bright smile. His golden hair and handsome face made him look like the son of the Sun God.
Andrew lowered his head and took a sip of the whiskey to suppress his nervousness. He said softly, "I'm wondering why you didn't kill Tang Ling when he was still a seedling.
"I know that's what you're thinking." Aber sat down and said, "Your evidence alone isn't shocking enough. It's not explosive enough. Because there are some things that you have to look at from a different angle. "
"Cousin, please guide me." Andrew looked doubtful. Deep down in his heart, he never thought of killing Tang Ling, but after he got the information, he made up his mind.
Not only did he not kill Tang Ling, but he was also given a short period of peace where nothing would happen and everything would go smoothly.
Naturally, Andrew would not say these thoughts out loud. He wanted to appear stupid and loyal.
Maybe it was Andrew's attitude, but he said, "First, you have to understand that this is a chaotic world. The so-called Chaotic World is a time when humans are divided, each doing their own thing. Due to various reasons, even basic communication cannot be established. "
"In such an era, all sorts of powers are destined to intersect. It's so complicated that it's hard to imagine."
Aber then looked at Andrew. "We're paying attention to Tang Ling because he's the biggest suspect. His name is on the list, so we'll escalate our operations against him and we'll have to kill him in the end.
But on the other hand, won't the other forces notice something about him? Won't they escalate their protection against him? "
"Safety Sector No. 17 is still under control. If we alert the enemy and Tang Ling escapes Safety Sector No. 17, the Agnes family won't be able to bear the consequences.
I mean, if he's the last person on the list, the Agnes family will be wiped out. If we let Tang Ling escape, the Agnes family will be wiped out in an instant. "
Aber looked serious when he said that. He was not joking.
"Cousin, do you think Tang Ling is …?" Andrew's expression turned heavy. It was something he did not even dare to imagine.
"I don't think so. As long as there's a trace of suspicion, I'll treat it as such." Aber finished the whiskey in his glass.
"Even if he is, what if killing him is beyond the Agnes family's capabilities? Do we have to wipe him out? Besides, is it really that serious? Your mother … "Andrew frowned. He realized that he knew too little about this world.
"Mother? No, there's nothing she can do. Never underestimate this world and never be a frog at the bottom of a well. "Aber stood up and walked to the corner of the room.
There was an old phonograph in the corner. The brass speaker was coated with a layer of gloss that could only be bestowed by time. Aber cherished the speaker as he opened the cabinet under the phonograph. There was a stack of vinyl records inside.
These items were considered precious even in the old civilization. He went through them and took out a vinyl record from the pile.
It was one of his favorite songs. The song was not available on vinyl, but for the sake of the so-called texture, Aber had asked his mother to carve a vinyl record of the song for him.
Aber gently placed the record on the phonograph, and contemporary music began to play from the phonograph.
Aber closed his eyes in indulgence. This was a song that belonged to a man, or rather, a song that resonated with men.
It once belonged to a hero. Whenever he thought about the hero, he could hear the song accompanying him.
The hero was someone that Aber admired from the bottom of his heart. His achievements shone brightly in the era.
So what? Aber's so-called admiration was to surpass the hero, crush him, become him, and replace him without any respect.
Andrew lowered his head and showed a slight disdain. The song was so familiar to him that calluses were growing in his ears. He thought Aber was having an unrealistic dream.
"Now that you understand everything, just do as I said. All you have to do is stay in the First Reserved Camp and keep an eye on Tang Ling.
"I told you, let him have his way. If there's any trouble, you have to be responsible for helping him clean it up without leaving a trace."
"Also, when are you going to bring that person you found to see me as well? Hmm, as soon as possible.
"Oh, right. Call Anderson over. I asked him to ask the council for something. Why isn't he here yet?" Aber's eyes unconsciously landed on the big screen.
The screen was paused, so the searchlights showed the garage battlefield. It was being bombed by bombs, and in the corner near the fissure, a certain garage was also within the bombing range.
"Yes, cousin. But what shall I say to Desson, what is it you want? "Andrew was suitably bewildered.
Anderson was Aber's personal assistant after all. Aber had a lot of orders and requests for him, so it was reasonable for Andrew to ask.
Aber did not seem to think much about it as he answered, "The surveillance footage from the night of the Level 2 Sector Protection Machine.
"The night of the warehouse area mission," Aber added.
"Very well, cousin." Andrew respectfully stepped back to Aber like he was an ancient king. He only opened the door when he was close to it.
The moment the door closed, Andrew's expression changed. What did Aber find? Was it about that night?
It seemed like Aber would not share the clue with him.
However, the precious person that he had found was going to be given to Aber with both hands.
Andrew's heart churned with bitter resentment, and then he went straight to the road to look for Desen.
**
Night, 7: 13 pm.
In 17 minutes, the staff of the Tower would arrive and pick him up. They would then bring him into the Tower for an hour's so-called cultivation.
Those who knew the truth would find it hilarious. It was a waste of resources for someone who had not officially started cultivating to go into the Tower after obtaining the cultivation method.
Just think about it. Entering the Tower was not to cultivate but to train repeatedly with machines at the lowest level to improve himself.
That feeling was like facing a naked beauty, and he could only take care of it himself. He couldn't have any intimate interaction with the beauty.
Most of the New Moon Warriors in the First Reserved Camp felt the same way when Tang Ling entered the Tower, so it was hilarious no matter how they thought about it.
"His talent is too lousy and he's in a hurry to officially start cultivating, so this is the only way."
"Give me 100 Hope credits! I can find a lot of things for him to improve himself, but all of them aren't even worth 100 Hope credits."
"He's lucky to have Yu's support. Oh, right, Orston from the Gordin family seems to support him too. But a piece of trash is a piece of trash. Can he be supported by someone who enters the Tower? "
The First Reserved Camp was filled with all kinds of discussions. In short, Tang Ling entered the Tower to improve himself to a level where he could cultivate. The fact was accepted by everyone.
However, the comments about Tang Ling were not friendly because he had broken the rules. Which batch of New Moon Warriors did not have to pay tribute when they entered the First Reserved Camp? Did they not have to suffer?
This batch of New Moon Warriors actually relied on Tang Ling, a rascal who ranked last and broke the rules.
However, there were many people in this batch. There were geniuses like Yu, Orston, and even Amir who were filthy rich.
Not being able to touch their filthy rich juniors made the seniors hate Tang Ling even more.
However, what else could they do?
They were not afraid of Yu and Orston because they were nobles. The nobles were prideful, so they could not openly interfere with the First Reserved Camp that actually belonged to the Purple Moon Warriors.
On the other hand, Fei Long was the boss of the bosses. Who would dare to look for trouble with him? Would he not be able to survive in the Purple Moon Warriors anymore?
On top of that, the castellan's ambiguous attitude.
In short, a person's luck could not be used as a reason to convince others. The First Reserved Camp worshipped absolute strength.
Tang Ling did not care about the comments. His skin was so thick that he could build a new Hope Barrier.
At this moment, he was troubled. How could he explain all this?
He must wear the Wolf Crunch and the brass knuckles, which was a useful and cost-effective weapon, but forget about the grade C alloy longsword, why would he carry a greatsword into the Tower? Should he slash someone?
What about the Desert Eagle? He got the last three bullets from Yu, but even if he brought them in …
Since three hours ago, his arm had been burning continuously, reminding him of the countdown to entering the dreamland.
This was not a child's play. Without sufficient preparation, how could Tang Ling dare to enter the dream?
"Fine, I'll risk it all." Time ticked away and it was almost 7: 30 AM. Tang Ling put on his battle uniform and added a high-fiber ceramic vest to it.
It was similar to the bulletproof vests of the old civilization, but the material used in this era was superior to the old civilization's, so it was better than the bulletproof vests of the old civilization.
On top of that, it was even better than the ones they wore during the garage mission because it was exchanged with Hope credits.
He had tricked Orston into borrowing some Hope credits from him, so it was not expensive at all. It was only 25 Hope credits.
Even so, Tang Ling was a little dissatisfied. His heart was still pining for the tactical movement disk of the Purple Moon Warriors.
Unfortunately, it was not a matter of price anymore. It was a matter of authority. The tactical movement disk could only be exchanged for after he officially became a Purple Moon Warrior.
If he could exchange for it, combined with his Precise Instinct, it would be …
With that in mind, Tang Ling put on the brass knuckles, the Wolf Crunch in his sleeves, the Desert Eagle at his waist, and the longsword on his back.
There was also a Level 2 vicious beast jerky in his pocket and a bottle of Level 2 drinking water on his back.
It was then that the staff who was supposed to escort Tang Ling to the Tower arrived.
Tang Ling was fully armed and in high spirits as he waited at the entrance of the cave. When the staff saw Tang Ling's appearance, he was stunned and said, "It's absolutely safe in the Tower."
"I know, but I'm afraid that someone will steal my property." Tang Ling was very loud when he said it. Some of the New Moon Warriors in the cave turned around and glared at Tang Ling.
Who the f * ck would be interested in stealing your property? The New Moon Warriors could extort and rob, but there was no such thing as stealing a property.
However, Tang Ling glared back at them without backing down. I want to bring it with me. Bite me?
The staff did not expect Tang Ling to be such a weirdo. Was this weirdo worthy of the Flying Dragon Captain's greeting and giving him the best training room on the lowest floor?
"It's fine for you to bring your property. Uh, the Tower doesn't have any rules that prohibit you from bringing your property in.
But not all weapons can be brought in. If you break the rules, you'll have to leave some things outside. When you're done with your training, they'll be returned to you.
We'll talk about it later. " Tang Ling did not seem to care as he swaggered behind the staff and headed towards the Tower.
Actually, he was very concerned. He had decided to keep the wolf fiend, brass knuckles, and tactical vest even if he had to go back on his word.
Behind him, a bunch of gazes followed him as if he was an idiot. Soon enough, the news of an idiot bringing his property to the Tower for training would spread throughout the entire Hope Barrier.
After going through a secret passage that was rarely opened to the public, Tang Ling arrived at the bottom of the Tower.
From the moment he stepped into the secret passage, he felt like he was soaking in an energy hot spring.
He did not know what method Safety Sector No. 17 used to fill the secret passage with the purple glow of the Universal Source Rock.
The purple glow was denser than anywhere else in the battlefield ruins, but it was nothing.
The staff seemed to be used to it. It was not until they reached the bottom of the Tower that Tang Ling gasped in surprise.
At the bottom of the Tower, among the stones used for the foundation, there was a Universal Source Rock the size of a fist mixed in with three to five stones.
The Universal Source Rock was densely lined up like a wall of gemstones. Tang Ling had the urge to knock the staff out and dig out the Universal Source Rock. This time, not only him, but even the seed in his heart that was so close to the Universal Source Rock seemed to have a strong desire for the rock.
"This is what the castellan got back then." The staff sounded proud. After all, the battlefield ruins maintained a delicate balance all year round. It was extremely difficult to break the balance and get a Universal Source Rock.
"The castellan is amazing." Tang Ling held back the urge to snatch the rock and praised Worf from the bottom of his heart.
The castellan was indeed amazing. That stunning spear strike and that powerful punch. Tang Ling wondered when he would become as powerful as Worf.
The staff smiled reservedly as if the pride of the Tower was his pride. With the smile on his face, he brought Tang Ling to the front of the Tower's foundation.
There was a small door here, and behind the door was a small box elevator. It seemed like it could only accommodate seven or eight people.
Maybe Tang Ling's sincere praise for the castellan won the staff's favor, or maybe it was because Fei Long showed special care, the staff explained a little to Tang Ling as the elevator went up.
"As a matter of fact, the energy of the Tower doesn't come from the Universal Source Rock. The rock is only used to maintain the energy of a large machine.
This machine is installed at the top of the Tower. It's one of the foundations of Safety Sector No. 17. "
"What is this machine?" Tang Ling asked. He was actually quite curious about the Tower.
In the former settlement, beyond the high walls of Safety Sector No. 17, the only thing the people of the settlement could see was the Tower of Babel that pierced through the clouds.
Through the Tower, the people fantasized about the life in Safety Sector No. 17. This was a building that carried many memories of the past.
"It's a machine that targets the Purple Moon. I can't explain the details with my limited authority. In short, because of this machine, the Tower contains pure energy from the Purple Moon. It's very similar to the Universal Source Rock, but it's much denser.
Therefore, cultivating in the Tower is very beneficial. The closer you are to the top, the better it is. "The staff was a qualified lecturer.
Tang Ling wanted to stay in the Tower for the rest of his life, but at that moment, the slightly slow elevator finally reached its destination.
With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened, and a small circular room appeared in front of them.
The room was glowing brightly. Upon a closer look, Tang Ling noticed that the whole room was built with pure crystals as bricks.
"Crystals can absorb energy better," the staff explained. The staff explained and brought Tang Ling to the only small room in the hall.
Tang Ling followed behind the staff. Looking at the crystals, he was astonished. Wasn't the Tower supposed to be filled with pure high-level energy? Crystals could absorb energy better, but why was there not a single trace of energy in this room?
It was not only inferior to the underground tunnel, but it was also inferior to the small cave that the Fierce Dragon Squad stayed in.
As though he saw through Tang Ling's doubt, the staff opened the little door and explained, "High-level energy can't be wasted. Normally, it's stored in the Tower. Unless it's a reserved room, it won't be released to the outside world."
"Oh, oh." Tang Ling finally understood, but he was thinking about how the Tower had existed for a long time. How much energy must it have stored?
While Tang Ling was absent-mindedly thinking about something irrelevant, a sweet female voice echoed in his ears.
"Tang Ling, right? The reserved room is cultivation room 136 on the bottom floor. "
When Tang Ling regained his senses, he realized that the small room was actually an office. On top of the large office table was a very powerful machine that looked like a computer from the old civilization but looked more technologically advanced.
Behind the machine was a beautiful woman.
It was similar to the training base that Su Yao had brought him to. Both of them had beautiful women guarding the door.
However, at Tang Ling's age, he had no feelings for women, so he simply answered, "Yes, I'm Tang Ling. Can I go to the cultivation room now?"
According to the countdown timer, he would enter the dream in 37 minutes. The time was 7: 45 am, which meant that he still had more than 10 minutes to prepare before entering the cultivation room.
He had to enter the dream in his best condition, and he was worried that he would be stuck in the dream after the cultivation time was up.
However, his worries were unnecessary. Just like the so-called dream test, it felt like a long time had passed, but when he woke up, judging from the hourglass in the room, less than 10 minutes had passed.
Therefore, there should not be any problems this time, right?
"Please remove your badge. We want to verify your identity." The beautiful woman did not show any extra emotions. She reminded Tang Ling with a formal smile.
Tang Ling handed his badge over and the verification went through.
"According to the requirements, you are not allowed to bring mission weapons into the cultivation room under normal circumstances," the beautiful woman reminded Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was stunned. "Do you mean any weapons?"
"Yes. Any destructive or destructive weapons are not allowed in the cultivation room."
"Then, what do you mean by unusual circumstances?" Tang Ling blinked several times. He would not compromise because entering the dream was a matter of life and death.
"Hmm, you are not included in the unusual circumstances."
"I'm special. I'm poor! This is my property, so I have to bring it with me. I won't give it to anyone else. "Tang Ling slammed the table and said shamelessly.
"Please put down all your weapons. Only then can I open the cultivation room for you." The beautiful woman maintained her smile. Even the curl of her lips did not change a bit.
"I can't. If you don't let me bring my property in, I won't cultivate today. I won't cultivate today. I'll come back when I've thought it through. "Tang Ling straightened his neck and acted as if he was being unreasonable.
As a matter of fact, it was the worst case scenario. As long as he could get through the night, he would be willing to enter the cultivation room in only his underwear.
"No way. It's your personal fault that you're delaying your cultivation. Moreover, every training room in Tong Tian Tower had its own arrangement. If you miss it, you'll have to reapply for it next time, "the beautiful woman replied in a formal manner.
"Do you think 100 Hope credits is a gift from the heavens?" Tang Ling was furious. If it really did not work, he would have to give up the chance and return to the Hope Barrier to find a safe place to enter the dream.
Then what? He would probably have to shamelessly use everyone's Hope credits to reapply for another cultivation session in the Tower.
What was that supposed to mean? Tang Ling's actions could not be explained logically. Anyone with a clear mind would notice the flaw.
Tang Ling decided to fight for it.
He took a deep breath and smiled. He looked at the beautiful woman and said, "You said that there are special circumstances, didn't you? Just treat me as a special circumstance, okay? The younger brother of the flying dragon captain shouldn't be treated like this, right? "
"The castellan cares for me a lot, but I don't want to cry in front of him. It's too much of a hassle to the castellan's family property. "
The gorgeous woman was stunned, and even the formulaic smile on her face, which had never changed for tens of thousands of years, froze on her face. She looked at the staff member as if asking for help, and also seemed to be blaming him. How could there be such a weirdo who insisted on bringing weapons into the training room? Putting down the weapons and cultivating for an hour before taking them away? Wasn't it a simple thing to do?
Tang Ling looked gloomy as he looked up at the ceiling worriedly. He said softly, "I suspect there's always someone trying to harm me."
"Ahem …" The staff coughed repeatedly and signaled the beautiful woman to ask her superior. The matter would never reach the castellan, but it might reach the flying dragon captain.
There was no need to go through so much trouble just for a persecutory delusion.
Moreover, the weapons that Tang Ling brought with him were nothing but trash in front of the powerhouses, so it was not difficult for them to deal with him.
Since the beautiful lady was able to get such a prestigious job here, she was quite smart. She stopped arguing with Tang Ling and put on her earphones. She pressed the bracelet on her wrist and started to mutter something softly.
Tang Ling did not purposely listen to what she was saying. He was just a little envious of the communication device. It was a product of a super civilization. Where did he get it from?
A minute later, the beautiful lady showed a slight astonishment on her face and her gaze at Tang Ling was also a little shocked.
She quickly hung up and said to Tang Ling, "I've asked my superior. If you're willing, you can bring your, um, your family property into the cultivation room."
"Do you have any other questions?"
"Nope." Tang Ling acted like it was a matter of course, but deep down, he was doubtful. Which superior was so easy to talk to? Was the title of flying dragon that useful?
However, the beautiful woman obviously would not answer his questions. After a while, the red dot representing cultivation room 136 lit up on the screen.
The staff then brought Tang Ling into the small room. There was a special elevator that led them to the real first floor of the Tower.
In his heart, he must have thought that Tang Ling and Flying Dragon had a close relationship. He might even be more like a younger brother than a younger brother, so he was even more attentive to Tang Ling.
Along the way, he seized the time to explain the key points of the cultivation room to Tang Ling, especially how Tang Ling, who had not officially started cultivating, should do to better absorb the energy.
According to the rules, Tang Ling was only allowed to enter the cultivation room at 8 am. When they arrived at the cultivation room, there were still eight minutes before 8 am sharp, but the staff still allowed Tang Ling to enter the cultivation room earlier than usual.
As the door of the cultivation room was closed, the sound of the electronic lock locking could be heard.
According to the staff, unless the staff opened the door themselves, anyone who wanted to break into the cultivation room would have to use a weapon of the superalloy level to break the door lock.
Therefore, Tang Ling would not be disturbed for an hour.
"Is this a good thing?" The turn of events was a little shocking, and it was so smooth that it made people feel uneasy. Of course, Tang Ling would not just accept it calmly.
He had a feeling that a brewing storm was about to erupt from some people's attitude. In his heart, the outline of the conspiracy had yet to be formed, so he needed some proof.
Regardless, any conspiracy was a joke in front of absolute power. All he could do was seize the time to improve himself.
With that in mind, Tang Ling took a deep breath and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
So, this is the pure and thick energy? The moment he entered the cultivation room, every single cell in his body was filled with joy. He could even feel them being energized and replenished.
Even though the splitting speed was faster, the exhaustion on his body was decreasing.
The energy was gentle and dense, and it worked on the smallest unit of his body — the cells. It was confusing. Was it the energy from the Purple Moon?
Glancing around the cultivation room, Tang Ling realized it was filled with all kinds of machines like the most high-end gym in the old civilization.
The staff told him to push himself to the limit and exhaust every bit of energy in order to get the most out of it.
Of course, if he had the perseverance to push himself to the limit again and again, he would get the most out of it.
"What a great place." Tang Ling's hand unconsciously caressed his chest. After he knew it was a seed, he felt a little more sensitive towards it.
Tang Ling could feel its excitement as if it was a baby that had been starving for a long time and was suddenly put into a milk bath.
"Then, I'm sorry." Tang Ling teased in dissatisfaction. Even with its current appetite, it still felt wronged and felt like it could never be full.
The countdown to the dream was decreasing. If not for that, Tang Ling really wanted to push himself to the limit in the cultivation room because it was a huge temptation.
Unfortunately, Tang Ling found a place to sit down and calculated the time. He then took out a handful of Level 2 vicious beast jerky that he had cut into thin strips. It was around 100 grams in weight.
"I guess you still have time to digest it." It was just Level 2 vicious beast meat after all. On top of that, the eating technique that Su Yao had taught him could increase his digestion speed, provided that he could endure the pain.
Even though doubts lingered in his mind, Tang Ling stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth. He chewed until he could swallow it, then swallowed it whole.
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