I Contracted Myself

Chapter 895: [492] The Tower of Eternal Silence

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Although Pangolin had already answered, Wuming did not completely believe what Pangolin said.

Besides, the pangolin's answer didn't contain much information. Wuming knew nothing except that he was in a place called "the bottom".

He needed to figure out where he was and then find a way to get out.

It is estimated that everyone in the Shenzang Space is already anxious, and his disappearance will also have an adverse impact on the rescuer network, and the world that should have been saved may lose hope as a result.

Other practitioners save the world in the hope of getting what they want from him.

He is like a big boss who has to pay salaries to the rescuers who save the world. If he disappears, it would be the same as the boss running away. Can his employees still work well

Therefore, even if he couldn't leave immediately, he should find a way to let those people know that he was not dead and his salary would still be paid!

After hearing Wuming's words, the three female fairies tilted their heads and revealed a 'wise' look in their eyes.

"Understand? A shelter is a shelter."

"This is the refuge!"

"That's weird, is there anything to understand about the shelter?"

They started chattering away. Wuming looked at the three little ones discussing seriously and realized that the intelligence of these three female fairies seemed to be insufficient.

"My lord, Crotos, Lachesis, and Atropos are not very smart and may not understand what you mean." Pangolin reminded carefully at this time.

Wuming nodded and said calmly: "I can see it."

"In fact, the main reason they can survive is that they can promote the growth of plants and take care of them," Pangolin explained.

To put it simply, the three female fairies are useful, so they are protected instead of being eaten as food.

Without waiting for Wuming to speak, Pangolin whispered, "If you want to ask any questions, you can go to Elder Time. He may be able to answer your questions."

"Elder of Time, which one?" Wuming looked at the bound creature and asked.

The pangolin replied: "The Elder of Time is a book, it's not here, I'll take you there!"

"Well, let's go." Wuming nodded in agreement.

Pangolin brought Wuming to a dilapidated hut. After entering the house, Pangolin opened a cabinet and took out a tattered book.

This is a book that should have been golden, but after a long time, it has faded to gray, and only spots of golden remnants can prove that it was once glorious.

The cover of the book is a huge clock pattern, which is also tattered due to the years, and only one-third of the time symbol can be barely seen.

Pangolin opened the book, and the next moment a dazed old man floated out of the book.

"Grandpa elder, I come to see you again." said the pangolin.

Elder Shiguang narrowed his eyes and spoke leisurely for a while before he said, "It's you, little mouse. What do you want from grandpa?"

"Grandpa elder, this gentleman wants to consult you about something." said the pangolin.

Elder Time looked at Wuming, and Wuming also looked at Elder Time. Both sides were silent for a long time. Just when Pangolin thought things were going to get worse, Elder Time said faintly: "It's been a long time since I saw such a brilliant and kind person like this adult. His merits are immeasurable, his merits are immeasurable."