"So, even if I take this pool water back, I won't be able to use it?"
"yes."
Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's good."
If they can't use it themselves, then when Wen Zuo and the others use it, they won't feel any guilt.
The hot spring water finally disappeared after half an hour, and Mo Shuwan came out of the pool under the guidance of the cloaked man. She was still wet and very uncomfortable when she walked. She frowned as she looked at her clothes that were still dripping wet. She had planned to ask the cloaked man to step aside so she could change her clothes.
But just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her right palm, a force that made her feel compelled to release.
Mo Shuwan stared intently at her right palm, clenched her fist, and with a strong determination to unleash her power, suddenly opened her five fingers. Instantly, a warm, comforting power coursed through her body, and in the blink of an eye, her wet clothes were completely dried by this power.
Mo Shuwan, who had never expected this, stared in shock.
"You don't have any more time. Come with me."
Mo Shuwan had no choice but to suppress her shock, climb ashore, and walk beside the cloaked man with her now much larger body and some strange mutations.
As she followed the cloaked figure forward, Mo Shuwan kept examining her palms, but no matter how she looked at them, she couldn't release the same power she had just felt.
After walking for half an hour, the cloaked man and Mo Shuwan stopped at a place with a pentagram drawn on it.
The cloaked figure turned to look at Mo Shuwan, "If you come with me now, you can learn the secret about the time bus. Are you willing to go?"
Hearing the cloaked man's words, Mo Shuwan fell silent. Knowing the secret of the Time Bus was something she had always thought about, but knowing it also meant responsibility. She had already realized on the way here that her ability to successfully reach the fiftieth floor and get so many terrifying rewards meant that she could no longer escape the responsibilities that came with it.
She nodded. "I do."
The cloaked figure who was originally standing outside the pentagram took a step forward. "Come in."
Mo Shuwan took a deep breath and followed the cloaked figure with hope. As she watched the patterns on the ground gradually light up, her body tensed up instinctively. She couldn't help but wonder where she was about to go, but before she could come up with a few answers, a terrifying feeling of weightlessness suddenly came over her.
When this specific teleportation array was activated, everyone at the Time Bus headquarters stopped what they were doing and quickly gathered in a square. The huge light screen above showed the cloaked figure leading Mo Shuwan to begin the teleportation.
"Mr. Song has chosen a promising talent."
"Hehe, Mr. Song has not chosen his successor for so many years. Now that he has finally chosen one, I would not believe that he is not a good prospect."
Everyone thought that this visit was just for observation and that they didn't need to write any opinions. After all, it was Mr. Song who had chosen him, and no one thought that Mr. Song's chosen successor would be bad. At this moment, everyone's expression was very relaxed.
But soon, they stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Was there a malfunction in the teleportation array just now?"
"Immediately check the teleportation array that Mr. Song used to see if there's anything wrong with it!"
They received a reply in less than a minute after the order was given.
The teleportation array works perfectly.
The entire plaza was deathly silent until they saw Mr. Song and his chosen passengers leave the teleportation array on the light screen. Only then did they suddenly realize what had happened, their foreheads covered in sweat. Why couldn't Mr. Song's chosen successor even withstand the aftereffects of the teleportation array?!
"What...what should we do?"
"Write it as it is."
"Do you dare write the truth? We're evaluating Mr. Song's chosen successor right now..."
Another silence fell. Seeing that Mr. Song and his men were about to enter the tenth fortress, they dared not delay. They gritted their teeth and began to record. "Since Mr. Song chose her, she must have something special about her. Everyone should write down the truth. I believe Mr. Song will not blame us!"
In the square where the competition was being held, the passengers gathered there also saw the same light screen, but they were just watching. Of course, they were also curious to know just how special the person Mr. Song had chosen was.
Before Mo Shuwan was a massive city wall. She looked to both sides but couldn't even see the two ends of the wall. The intense, murderous aura made her subconsciously tense up. However, she had been greatly affected by the teleportation array earlier, and her face was still as pale as paper, looking as if she could collapse at any moment.
Mr. Song said, "I will only take you to the city wall. You will have to walk the rest of the way on your own. If you are still alive before midnight, someone will bring you back."
In other words, there is still a possibility of death...
Mo Shuwan nodded silently.
The closer Mo Shuwan got to that massive city wall, the more nervous she became. It was an unconscious emotion that she couldn't suppress no matter how hard she tried.
They moved quickly and arrived at the city wall a few minutes later. However, after careful observation, Mo Shuwan could not see any gates on the city wall. How could they get in if there were no gates?
Soon, someone on the city wall spotted Mr. Song and Mo Shuwan. Just then, Mr. Song raised a black wooden sign. Upon seeing the sign, the guard on the city wall roared in a deep voice, "It's the trial of the Time Bus! Open the gate!"
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