Chapter 23: Let's Find Some Trouble "So, about the upcoming event at the Tower...
"So, what are everyone's thoughts on the upcoming ceremony at the Tower?"
Someone asked about the high-level meeting in the little-known rebel base, which was only open to ministers and above.
"A member of the Secret Rune Society has also been captured and taken to the tower. If possible, try to bring him out as well."
"Three days? That's too short. It seems the tower is really anxious."
Is the Tower afraid of the rebels? Not necessarily, but at least they do feel that the rebels have an influence that even the Tower finds annoying.
Ke Jinzhu suggested: "We can't do nothing in these three days."
"Hasn't everything been arranged over there in the slums?"
She smiled and said, "Just in time to cause some trouble for the tower."
*
The tower has recently stepped up its security, and a large number of investigators transformed by secret patterns have been sent out to maintain order.
But no matter how many investigators there are, they are only in the hundreds or thousands.
And in the slums that the towers have never cared about, there are hundreds of thousands of people living there.
A large number of ants can kill an elephant.
Besides, we are all living people.
Although the secret pattern transformed body is not defined as a human.
There have been people trying to rebel in the slums recently, so Gaota finally remembered that such a place existed.
There is still a group of people struggling to survive in the cracks.
It must be the work of the rebels. A group of untouchables also joined these pagans.
Gaota decided to send people to clean up the slums.
"—Don't try to beg for mercy by saying you didn't join us!"
The member sent by the rebel headquarters to preach in the slums stood on the table and almost shouted.
"They won't even listen!"
A member who is familiar with the Tower's style said: "They only clean this place!"
Cleansing means...
All, everything, regardless of right or wrong, as long as it is a person, we will deal with it cleanly.
The tower doesn't care about the people living around it.
After all, as long as you satisfy God's desires, you can get everything.
Mortals? Just pitiful creatures trying to rebel against the will of the gods.
The rebel member softened his tone and said, "I completely understand everyone's concerns."
"Those who choose to stay and participate in this operation may come up and sign."
"If you want to leave, you don't need to sign. Someone will take you out through the underground passage in a while."
There is a sentence that no one has said, but everyone knows it.
Maybe this is the last action. If we fail to stop the Tower's success... there's no need to think about such a joke as fighting against the Tower anymore.
Gaota definitely didn't realize that the slums were the place that hated them the most.
This place doesn't even have a name of its own. It was only because of the people expelled from the Tower Judgment that it was gradually called the "slums".
More than 80% of the people volunteered to stay.
Many children who have not even had their coming-of-age ceremony are vying to stay and accompany their family through their final moments.
With tears in their eyes, the headquarters members said: "I will stand with you all until the end."
Until external action is victorious or the slums are completely bloodbathed.
*
In the center of the vortex, Sakori and Shanjue idly began to count the number of secret patterns on the ceiling.
"30, 31, 32..." No actions from the outside world can affect this place.
Shanju said listlessly, "The high priest came on the first day, but now no one comes in to take a look."
Even the guards stopped coming in, and no one even brought them food.
Shanjue hadn't eaten a grain of rice for three days, but he could still endure it. However, Sakerui was so hungry that he didn't want to talk.
Shanju laughed at her in a whisper: "You've never been hungry, have you?"
Sakori turned around silently.
After a while, he asked him again: "How can you still be hungry after joining the Secret Mark Field?"
Even if you are this poor, you can become rich instantly by selling a piece of engraved equipment.
"That was before I joined the association."
Like a person who senses his own death, he begins to want to talk to the people around him, trying to say all the words buried in his heart before he dies.
Shanjue's eyes were blank, as if he saw the clear blue sky beyond the densely packed secret patterns on the ceiling.
"At that time, I had someone I liked, and we almost got together."
Sakerui didn't say anything, she could already feel the other person's sadness.
But she also felt that a person was very vulnerable at such a time and needed the company of others of the same kind.
So she asked, "Then why aren't you together?"
Shanju said calmly, "Because she's dead."
"Squeak--" The door of the cell was opened at this time, and a group of people walked in.
The two people who had been hungry for three days were taken away separately.
Sakerui was surrounded by investigators. She didn't look at Shanju because she knew his expression must be as calm as his tone.
However, his mood was definitely not like that.
He planted a tree for the deceased and was even willing to pay a price to have the gods bless the tree.
Therefore, he would never be willing to let the murderer continue to live.
Sakri had read a lot of information in the tower - it was almost completely open to her before, but she was not interested in many things at that time.
Memories return to a record book.
The only Rong clan name she had ever seen was the last wanted person in the tower before Sakori.
Sarkore is ready for anything.
The souls that she had once forgotten reminded her that only in this way could she atone for her sins.
She held the book in her arms, and no one took it away, although it would definitely be taken away before the ceremony began. She also thought of a solution.
Her mother's shadowy figure was beside her, unnoticed, smiling at her.
Sarkore gripped the spine of the book.
Mom...bless me.
*
Li An finally came out of the dazzled state of wealth and returned to her simple daily life with peace of mind.
She wasn't that fond of gold, silver, and jewelry, but seeing such a huge amount in front of her, it was hard not to be tempted.
While she was carving, I just lay down beside her and watched her.
Occasionally, sunlight shines through the steps.
Li An also thinks that having a noisy kitten is not a bad thing.
And when she was carving, no one dared to provoke her.
The only sound in the entire studio was the friction between the blade and the stone.
The black cat didn't move.
It already knew what Li'an was carving.
Pale branches drooped from the top in the shadow of dense foliage.
—Strangle a dusty rabbit.
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