Tower of Truth, 28th floor.
In the cafe, Naless ordered two cups of coffee. Although Thor said he didn't drink coffee, Naless insisted.
"By the way, what year is it on Earth now?"
Naless asked curiously.
Mike had nothing to hide. "2146."
"It's now already the 22nd century..."
A trace of lancholy flashed across Naless's face.
"It's been so long, is Earth okay? The abyss hasn't invaded, has it?"
"No."
Mike shook his head, looked at him curiously, and asked, "When did you transmigrate, and why did you appear on the 28th floor of the Tower of Truth?"
"So the world I'm in isn't real, but the 28th floor of the Tower of Truth?!"
Naless sighed. The feeling of his fantasy being shattered wasn't pleasant.
After composing himself, Naless told his story. "I'm an orphan. How should I put it, it was quite common in our ti. My ho wasn't far from the Morrow family mansion. When I was 17, I got a strange illness. The doctor said I was going to die soon. A kind person from the Morrow family hired a Lord-tier powerhouse to treat , but even he was helpless..."
This kind person from the Morrow family was most likely the powerhouse who adopted Terraon and the others.
17 years old?
Hearing this number, Mike raised his eyebrows slightly.
He wasn't even an adult yet. At that age, he wouldn't have been able to awaken his talent. Logically speaking, Naless shouldn't have been able to appear in the Tower of Truth. Moreover, there was a huge difference in the flow of ti between the two sides.
Naless had been here for four years, but centuries had passed in the outside world. Mike asked, "And then?"
"And then..."
Naless scratched his head, trying hard to rember.
"A passing swordsman in black saved my life!"
"I don't know how he did it, but swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, he split open the Tower of Truth with a single sword, you know?! Although it was only a small hole, it was the Tower of Truth! I crawled into the hole and smuggled myself in, and I've been living here ever since..."
As he spoke, Naless gestured excitedly.
Mike's expression was also quite interesting.
The identity of the swordsman in black was almost obvious.
Naless suddenly stopped and looked at Mike expectantly, asking, "By the way, my savior was called Ares. Did he beco a Lord later?"
"Ares, that na should be quite famous, right? He was a very imposing man, the kind who would easily stand out!"
Naless looked at Mike with anticipation in his eyes.
Mike shook his head. "No."
"Oh..."
The disappointnt on Naless's face was unconcealed, but he quickly cheered up.
"It's okay, I believe in Ares, he'll beco a Lord soday..."
Mike interrupted Naless and said seriously, "Ares is the Supre Being of the human race, the second generation Supre Being after Morpheus."
"Supre Being?!"
Naless's mouth gaped open as if he could swallow a computer whole. He never imagined that his savior, Ares, had actually beco a Supre Being!!
"That's amazing!"
Naless asked eagerly, "What about the abyss? Has it been completely destroyed?"
"No, after Ares, the third generation Supre Being is nad Apollo."
Mike looked at him, not continuing.
Hearing the information about the Supre Beings one after another, Naless was indeed very excited and asked proactively, "What about the fourth generation?! I'm telling you, the trope in novels is that the third generation leader is the weirdest, and the fourth generation is the strongest. Trust , the fourth generation Supre Being must be super strong!!"
Mike cleared his throat and said modestly, without any bragging, "The fourth generation Supre Being is nad Thor."
Naless suddenly thought of sothing and his expression froze.
"Wait a minute."
"Holy fuck! Holy fuck! Holy fuck! You're Apollo, no, you're Thor?!"
Mike nodded subtly. "That's right."
Stay low-key!
In the cafe, Mike and Naless chatted for a while longer.
Naless was doing quite well here.
As a transmigrator, he had used his mories from before he ca to invest in Bitcoin in
2015, making a small fortune and living a comfortable life.
Because he was an orphan, Naless didn't have much to worry about on Earth. He just asked about the kind person from the Morrow family and how Ares was doing, expressing his
concern.
As for anything more, Naless was powerless.
He was already half an NPC on the 28th floor of the Tower of Truth.
His only superpower was summoning monsters to attack human participants, causing trouble
for his own people...
"Sorry about that, I'll go easy on you next ti..."
"It's okay."
Mike explained, "The stronger the monsters you summon, the higher the Exploration Rate we get. By defeating your companions, I've gained almost 50% Exploration Rate!"
"Am I that aweso?!"
Naless instantly perked up again. "So does that an I'm actually the boss of this floor?!"
Mike nodded. "If you want to think of it that way, I guess there's nothing wrong with it."
With that, Mike stood up and asked, "I have one last NPC to visit, a child. Do you want to co
with ?"
Naless nodded quickly. "Sure!"
"Let's go!"
Following the Eye of Truth's navigation, Mike successfully found the last NPC, a nine-year-
old child.
He was squatting on the ground, counting ants.
Considering that he was only nine years old, Mike deliberately changed into normal clothes to
make himself seem more approachable.
Mike's Exploration Rate had reached 85%.
Only 15% more Exploration Rate, and Mike would achieve an SSSS-level conquest rating,
completing tonight's task.
After that, he would return to Earth and find ti to chat with Apollo.
After all, Mike had already taken Foreskin's money, so he couldn't just not do the job.
Finding Jeremy, Mike squatted down and asked in a friendly tone, "Excuse , are you
Jeremy?"
Jeremy, who was counting ants, looked up at Mike.
The child's expression was slightly surprised, and he asked, "You can see ?"
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