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VOLUME 115 Two hundred floors, a new world

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    Section 115 Two hundred floors, a new world

    Just as many people can't understand the atmosphere of getting along in Wang Wen's team.

    Chen Hansheng couldn't understand either.

    He even couldn't understand the way Mo Ran and Wang Wen got along.

    The education that the President of the Boai Group received from an early age was that birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups.

    Obviously, in his opinion, Mo Ran and Wang Wen are two completely different types of people.

    A 439-story.

    A 140-story.

    How could it be the same kind?

    However, the two got along very well.

    If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

    Chen Hansheng gritted his teeth and thought that there must be a demon among those two people!

    So he stopped jumping, speculated, or even said more, and silently entered the observation mode.

    This observation.

    Just reached the 200th floor.

    Because of the powerful Mo Ran, everyone reached the 200th floor on Thursday evening.

    Comparing with numbers, we can see that Wang Wen's team barely climbed a hundred floors in the first three days.

    And after Mo Ran joined, he climbed a hundred floors in one day.

    And as everyone's tacit understanding gets higher and higher, the speed of climbing the tower becomes faster and faster.

    If this speed can be maintained all the time.

    By the weekend of this week, you should be able to go up to more than 400 and close to 500 floors.

    Of course, this is only an assumption. Leaving aside the problem of human physical strength, it is impossible to maintain a constant speed in terms of tower layers and strength alone.

    Moran is only 439 floors, and the violent integer floors below 200 floors may still be crushed, but it will be difficult for more than 200 floors.

    after all.

    Every time the world tower goes up a hundred floors, the level of the world view will change in the level environment.

    Within a hundred floors, the levels or enemies encountered are still within the normal range. For example, humans still use knives, guns and sticks. In addition to guns and hot weapons, at most one armed helicopter is considered the limit.

    But starting from the 200th floor, even the world view will become different!

    Just like what Wang Wen and others saw at this moment.

    After the 200th floor level is opened.

    The surroundings gradually became clear, and everyone found themselves standing in a wooden tavern that looked like a retro medieval one.

    In the bar behind him, there is a humanoid object with a horse head pretending to be a waiter wiping the glasses.

    Next to it, there was a petite pretend girl with a cat's head leaning against the bar and chatting with a ghost who didn't know what kind of head she had on the other side.

    After a while, a minotaur in armor came running from the round table not far away, grabbed a few coins with his hoof and threw them on the wooden bar, and said in a rough voice: "Have another glass of black currant."

    Mo Ran's eyes moved, and he turned his head to meet Wang Min's gaze.

    Wang Wen knows what he wants to express.

    ? Self-communication without translation props.

    It's a special checkpoint!

    He didn't speak, and looked around quietly.

    The "horse head" in the bar is obviously not a fruit but a dark viscous liquid and poured into a large wooden cup.

    "Minotaur" took the cup without saying a word, turned around, walked back to the round table, clinked glasses with the other upright minotaurs who were also wearing armor at the same table, raised their heads and poured the black liquid into their stomachs.  , a human-like smile appeared on his face, which was vaguely stained with black foam.

    Wang Wen thought for a while, and called the aircraft to check the progress target.

    Discover that all creatures present are progress.

    Mo Ran tightened the glove in his hand, but did not move.

    Not soft-hearted.

    Instead, they didn't know how to kill these creatures that didn't show any malice.

    In the past, even if you were in a hurry to use the big move, you would face those monsters who were the first to grin their teeth and spray venom to send an attack signal in advance.

    In front of these creatures that look a lot like humans, and even have language to communicate, "it" is just living a normal life.

    did not make any attacks on the tower climbers.

    Even if the opponent draws out a weapon and stares at it.

    Unfortunately, there is nothing.

    completely ignored this group of outsiders, and only cared about walking his own life journey.

    Mo Ran was very angry.

    He thought there was a reason.

    Or it's an excuse.

    An excuse that would allow him to kill.

    So he walked to the bar and asked "Horse Head", "Is there any beer?"

      The horse head opened its mouth and said kindly: "There are two kinds, black beer and barley juice, which one do you want?"

    Mo Ran thought for a while and said, "I don't drink alcohol, is there any juice?"

    Matou smiled and said: "There are more juices, orange, guava, passion fruit, here is the price list, which one do you want?"

    "It" brought a wooden board from the bar, with lines of words engraved on it.

    The language of the level automatically converts those words into the common words used by the viewers. Mo Ran saw that there were many kinds of drinks and juices that he had seen or hadn¡¯t seen clearly written on it. He casually pointed out a kind of people  Serve it.

    The horse bowed his head to take the cup, and said at the same time: "Thank you for your patronage, three copper coins for white melon juice, do you need anything else?"

    Mo Ran shook his head: "That's all, hurry up, I'm thirsty."

    Matou smiled and said, "You can drink it after paying the bill."

    "Can't you give it to me first? I'm dying of thirst!" Mo Ran pretended to be angry.

    Unexpectedly, Ma Tou still insisted on smiling and said: "Small business, please pay the bill first."

    "Lorry, believe it or not, I overturned your stall!!" He slammed the table a few times, and Mo Ran's voice became louder and louder.

    Matou obviously didn't believe it.

    But "it" did not continue to argue.

    He smiled and introduced: "The guest is from outside the city, right? The mercenary union in this city is diagonally opposite. If you are short of money, you can go there to try your luck. There should be many easy small tasks. If you want to make a lot of money, you can go to  Find the city lord to sign up to join the army, the frontline is constantly fighting, and a warrior like you must be very popular."

    Mo Ran slapped the table angrily and shouted: "Are you laughing at me being poor??"

    Maotou, who was sitting next to him, turned around and glanced at him, threw a few coins on the bar, and said to Matou indifferently: "I've asked for his share, serve it to him."

    Mo Ran felt that he had seized the opportunity, and quickly shouted at Maotou: "What's the matter with you? It seems that you have a lot of money?"

    The horse's head brought a cup of foaming liquid to Mo Ran, and said with a smile: "I'm definitely not laughing at you, it's just that when everyone has money, it's not shameful to make money. Miss Lina is also kind enough to help you out of your predicament.  Please use your white melon juice slowly."

    Mo Ran froze.

    Look at the grinning horse head.

    Look at the indifferent cat head again.

    Curiously asked the two of them: "Aren't you all angry when I am making trouble so obviously? Don't you want to beat me up?"

    "I am a guest from afar, you are too humorous." Matou shook his head with a smile, took a cup in his hand and slowly wiped it, as if everything that just happened was just an ordinary thing.

    Maotou tilted his upper body leaning on the table and moved over a little bit, and said with a chuckle: "The warriors have the strength to go to the front line, and those who come to the rear to rest must be exhausted. I feel sorry for you before it's too late. I won't be angry with you. Drink whatever you like."  Speak up, don't be polite to me."

    At this time, a Minotaur also came over, threw a few coins and shouted "Black Currant".

    Then he looked at Mo Ran who was stunned, grinned and said in a rough voice: "Don't be discouraged, buddy, eat and drink enough to recharge your batteries, and you will definitely be able to beat those nasty guys back to the opposite side when you turn back."

    Mo Ran was dumbfounded.

    Opened his mouth speechlessly.

    Dejected, he returned to Wang Wen's side.

    With a wry smile, he said: "I can't beat this level, I'm a trash, I can't do it! ?
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