333: After Modification: Chapter 305 High Tower 333: After Modification: Chapter 305 High Tower As the players got closer, they realized that the high tower was not a single structure, but rather a combination of three prism-shaped towers.
Each tower was built using an alloy steel fra structure, connected by suspension bridges.
The top of the towers pierced through the clouds, with a height of at least one thousand ters, over a hundred ters taller than the real-world Dubai Burj Khalifa.
Moreover, compared to the Burj Khalifa, which used 330,000 cubic ters of concrete and 62,000 tons of reinforced steel, this three-in-one tower had a bizarre sense of disharmony.
The base of the tower was too narrow, and the steel fra structure seed too thin, giving the impression that it couldn’t support the tower’s weight.
Additionally, there were no glass windows on the entire surface of the building, making it extrely oppressive, unlike anything built by humans.
Around the base of the tower stood a circle of tal poles, resembling street lamps.
Each tal pole had six large rotating prisms attached at the top.
Whenever a mutated monster (whether flying or crawling) approached, the prisms on the tal poles would emit intense beams of light, instantly incinerating and obliterating the monsters.
It was similar to the Light Prism Towers in “Red Alert.”
When the players’ convoy arrived, the Light Prism Towers had already slaughtered the surrounding mutated monsters, forming heaps of corpses like small mountains.
Sss—
Upon seeing the convoy, the two outermost Light Prism Towers simultaneously shut down, providing the players a straight path to the tower base.
“I have a bad feeling about this.”
Bai Jixiong took a deep breath.
The perfectly tid collapse, the mysterious high tower, and the proactively shutting down Light Prism Towers all gave off a sinister, trap-like aura.
“Indeed.”
Li Cheng squinted his eyes and slowed down the car, “This is just like the dark, automatic door in a horror movie.
Once you step in, you’ll be pinned down on the tatami by two sexy ghost girls.”
Talisman Nail Huolong’s lips twitched, “Is that really from a proper horror movie?”
“Probably from ‘Zhenzi vs Kayako’.”
Zhao Zijing casually ntioned while picking up the walkie-talkie to ask other players on the public channel whether to move forward or stay under the Light Prism Towers and observe.
“My suggestion is to wait outside.”
The Hyena from the South Arica Guild[Cartel] said, “The[Anchor Point Connection]task requires us to survive for 48 hours, and there’s still nearly a day and a half left.
Another collapse is unlikely to happen so soon.”
He had just gained a lot of experience and ga coin, so naturally, he didn’t want to take any more risks.
“Maybe not.”
Camus from the small guild[Contemplator]said, “The[Anchor Point Connection]task requires us to survive for 48 hours, and there’s still nearly a day and a half left.
Given the killing field’s usual ruthless nature, it’s unlikely it would let us off so easily.
There might be hidden settings that require us to enter the tower and perform so actions within a certain ti limit, or else a sudden collapse might happen again.”
Dorling Gray said, “Aside from spending a few hours in the building, we’ve hardly wasted any ti getting to this tower.
Logically, even if there’s a trap, there should be a ti buffer for us.
My suggestion is to wait here for a bit.
There definitely will be other players coming from different directions.
The more strength, the better.”
Having escaped the threat of death, the players imdiately voiced their opinions based on their own perspectives.
The public channel was noisy and chaotic, making Gray Rain shake his head in frustration, “How can we complete the task with these bugs around?”
“Hehehe….”
At this mont, a deep, hoarse voice suddenly echoed through the walkie-talkie channel, “If I were you, I would enter the tower imdiately.”
The channel fell into silence; no one responded.
In the car, Li Cheng rubbed his chin and calmly said, “This voice doesn’t belong to any player.”
Talisman Nail Huolong was taken aback, “How do you know?”
“When we were in the building, I paid attention to everyone’s voice timbre and tone, and I’ve morized each voiceprint.”
Li Cheng said confidently, “Based on my extensive experience, no one here has the ability to use voice modulation, which ans changing the vocal cords, breath, and resonance to produce different voice effects.”
Why do you know this much?
Are you an online romance scamr or have you been scamd before?
Ignoring Talisman Nail Huolong and others’ awkward reactions, Dorling Gray asked after a mont of silence, “Who’s speaking?”
The voice replied deeply, “I have many titles: the greatest physicist of the 21st century, an inventor that changed the world, a mathematician, your so-called Otherworld native, and Dr.
Noah.”
Gray Rain sneered, “That’s hardly any titles.
Doesn’t even compare to Da Bing’s list of host, writer, folk singer, bartender, oil painter, cobbler, silversmith, hand drum artist, Golden Left Face, Zen Sect disciple…”
As soon as she finished, she saw everyone in the car turn to look at her simultaneously.
After a mont, she realized, “Huh?
Did I accidentally press the walkie-talkie’s open mic?”
She quickly pressed the walkie-talkie button, but instead increased the volu, filling the public channel with static noise.
…This master and pet combination sure is legendary.
Zhao Zijing sighed and picked up the walkie-talkie to ask, “Dr.
Noah, is it?
Do you know our identities?”
“Of course I do.
In fact, I know more than just your identities; I also know your mission is to survive in this world for 48 hours.”
Dr.
Noah’s voice continued, “To achieve that, you must cooperate with .
Co into the high tower and we’ll talk; the second collapse could happen anyti.”
With that, an alloy floor panel at the tower’s base opened automatically, revealing a winding tunnel leading underground.
The players exchanged glances, and Li Cheng shrugged and pushed down the gas pedal, driving into the tunnel.
The Information Integration Glasses indicated that the materials used in the high tower’s construction were at least decades ahead of the current world’s technology, and those Light Prism Towers were even more advanced.
If the opposition decided to act, hundreds of Light Prism Towers firing lasers simultaneously would leave the players nowhere to escape.
Seeing Mantis drive into the tunnel first, the other vehicles hesitated briefly before following.
The underground structure of the high tower was like the Umbrella Company’s base in “Biochemical Crisis,” with hidden complexities.
After navigating the winding, narrow tunnel, the convoy eventually reached a facility resembling a parking lot, where a few identical GOC-standard armored vehicles proved that other players had been here before them.
Zhao Zijing imdiately opened a tablet and checked the database for the ID numbers of these armored cars to identify the players who had received them.
Zzzzt—
The parking lot floor lights up, forming a huge three-dinsional projection that displays the image of a middle-aged man wearing round glasses, “I am Dr.
Noah, a pleasure to et you all.”
Holy crap, Steve Jobs!
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