The three of them couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

A lot of information was analyzed from it.

For example, the building within the building where they are is called Baijing Building.

There are thirteen floors from top to bottom.

The higher the floor, the richer and more noble the people living there are.

What's worse, the entire building belongs to an upper-class community, and there is an even lower-class civilian area outside.

All places have clear levels, and only Lingxi coins can represent one's identity.

Jin Shile sighed with emotion: "The tenth floor we saw was full of scams and frauds, and this is actually considered an upper-class community?!"

Or is it the fourth least prestigious place in the community?!

It's unbelievable!

Aren’t other places slums?

But the eleventh floor is indeed more prosperous than the tenth floor.

You can tell from the gate of the Jinjiawu Auction House.

Now, the gold content of 500 Lingxi coins is needed to go to the next level.

They are not crossing buildings, they are crossing classes!

The booklet is not thick, but it introduces the representative buildings on each floor.

Among them is the Jinjiawu Auction House on the 11th floor.

But these are of no use to them for the time being.

Feng Feng handed the booklet to Mai Xuan and asked him to keep it.

"Let's go out first."

With this travel guide, they can at least feel more at ease.

Exactly ten minutes were almost up.

They will study it carefully after entering the elevator.

The safe passage is not described in any tourist guides and no one can guarantee that there are no dangers.

Feng Feng shook the grappling rope in his hand.

He also couldn't guarantee that the rope wouldn't break halfway.

Sudden.

A voice came from above my head.

"Leave me alone! Run! I'll hold it back!"