"This Tower of Babel is the treasure of our Great Qin Empire."
"Back then, His Majesty the First Emperor was kindhearted and opened the door to recruit talented people. As long as they had talent, regardless of their background or origin, they would be given important positions!"
"And the Tower of Babel is the same, open to everyone."
An old man held his grandson's hand, stroked his beard and said proudly, "But not everyone can get in."
"See that mark?"
The old man pointed to the stone tablet dozens of feet high next to the Tower of Babel. Standing at the foot of the tablet and looking up, one felt insignificant.
"Only those with extraordinary qualifications and talents can open the door to the Tower of Babel."
The little grandson seemed to understand but not quite.
Just then, a group of young people came over with their heads held high. The leader was arrogant, and the people around him were fawning on him, as if he had some extraordinary background.
Amid the crowd's cheers, he slowly stretched out his hand, but the stone tablet did not change at all.
His arrogant look collapsed in an instant and his face looked extremely ugly.
The boasting around them instantly died down, and the noise dispersed in all directions.
In this world of cultivation, without the talent for cultivation, there is no dignity at all.
The old man patted his grandson on the head and said, "You should get used to this kind of thing in the future. I'm old and have seen it for decades."
"In our Great Qin Empire, apart from the geniuses of the five major families and the royal family, there is no one left!"
This kind of thing is perfectly normal, and the world of cultivation is becoming more and more cruel. The better the talents of the parents, the better opportunities their offspring will have.
Those who are talented may not necessarily know that they are talented. Even if they know it, they may not necessarily embark on the path of cultivation. Even if they embark on the path of cultivation, they may not necessarily obtain good skills and resources. Even if they obtain good resources and good skills, they may not necessarily continue to grow.
In this world, there are not many people who are truly good to you, but there are a lot of people who are jealous of you. Even if you have never met them or provoked them, they will be jealous and hate you for all kinds of weird reasons.
The old man patted his grandson's head and continued talking, then he saw another person slowly walking towards him. He was very handsome, and his clothes were not very luxurious, but not simple either.
He was stunned and attracted by the man's eyes. At that moment, he seemed to fall into an endless abyss.
As he watched, the man slowly placed his hand on the stone tablet. In an instant, golden light shot up into the sky, instantly shocking everyone around.
“Squeak!”
The tightly closed Tower of Babel slowly opened. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the man slowly walked into the tower and disappeared.
The little grandson still didn't understand what was going on, so he shook the old man's hand, "Grandpa, Grandpa, he's in, is he a genius?"
The old man looked at the golden name on the Tower of Babel and his mind suddenly became dazed.
He seemed to have seen such a scene once thirty years ago. At that time, it seemed that the person present was the descendant of Zhang Tie, the current emperor of the Great Qin Empire.
Zhang Uranium.
Now Zhang You has already become a local tycoon, guarding the border, and is the most beloved descendant of the current emperor Zhang Tie.
“He may not be a genius.”
The old man looked at the golden light emanating from the stone tablet, as well as the names that kept rising up and stopped at the name at the very top. He became completely distracted and in a trance.
"He is a monster!"
Wu Gensheng, that glittering golden name caught everyone's eyes.
The same thought occurred to everyone's mind: where did this monster come from
Looking at the name Wu Gensheng at the top of the stone tablet and the name Zhang You at the bottom of the stone tablet, everyone fell silent.
The sky of the Qin Empire is about to change!
Russell, who had caused a shock to the Qin Empire, was now completely numb.
As soon as he entered the Tower of Babel, he was shocked to find that each floor of the Tower of Babel was actually a small world.
It is boundless and you can't see the end at a glance.
His spirit and soul spread out instantly, covering thousands of miles, and everywhere there were all kinds of strange creatures. Those who entered first were excitedly chopping them with swords.
Those things were fleshy and hairy, and were making strange noises.
this…
Isn't this slime
Russell looked strange, and a strange message came into his mind.
“Kill the monsters in front of you and reach 10,000 experience points to enter the next level.
Note: You can kill each other, but you won't really die. Each time you die, your experience points will be reduced by half."
Russell's expression became more and more strange, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
The big guys are the big guys. They are fully capable of constructing an imaginary virtual world. If this were placed in the future, it would at least be considered a top-level metaverse!
"Let me think about it. How many levels do I need to reach to qualify for the Path to Immortality?"
Russell tapped his head with his fingers. He had been so busy asking for directions that he had forgotten about this thing.
Forget it, there are only nine levels anyway, so just break through them all.
He followed the instructions and walked slowly towards the next level. The runes in his body kept shaking. With every step he took, black light instantly spread out, silently swallowing up everything around him.
The experience points increased rapidly, and soon the energy bar for entering the next level was half filled.
This strange scene soon attracted the attention of others.
Some people looked fearful, while others had greed in their eyes.
This massive killing method was much faster than stabbing them one by one with swords.
Before they could make any move, streaks of black light shot out from the ground and instantly turned into giant mouths that swallowed them up.
Russell looked at the energy bar that was filled up instantly, and couldn't help but smile.
"I'm such a handsome guy, but you have to pay to look at me!"
A golden light slowly emerged and slowly expanded into a door.
This is the entrance to the second floor.
He stepped straight in, leaving everyone with shocked looks on their faces. Where did this powerful man come from
The third floor.
Fourth floor.
Fifth floor.
Russell stepped forward step by step without any resistance.
Only at this moment did he truly realize the power of the soul secret art. The stronger the soul, the ability seemed to be limitless.
Moreover, using the secret arts of the soul is much easier and more mysterious.
With just a thought, he could easily kill everyone.
"The sixth floor."
As soon as Russell stepped in, he saw two people sitting cross-legged at the door. As if they had noticed Russell's arrival, they suddenly opened their eyes and looked Russell up and down.
"Do you know him?"
"I don't know him. He should be from a small place."
"That's fine!" One person smiled inexplicably, "Except for those few people, there is no one in the whole country that I can't afford to offend."
"Boy, you have great talent to reach this level. Be good and recognize me as your boss..."
Russell pointed his finger, and the two people in front of him instantly fell to their knees with numb eyes, and then they recovered their composure.
The next moment, they knelt on the ground with exceptionally swift movements, "Boss, please accept my respects!"
Russell touched his nose and smiled. No wonder the Western Buddhist sect liked to bewitch people. It felt really good.
ps: 6,500 words today.