So all the things he encountered were related to Judgment Day?

Xie Xingyin's face became increasingly ugly.

Ten years ago, his father and brother disappeared on Judgment Day.

Although the mainstream media banned reporting, the incident was widely circulated on curiosity-seeking forums and websites.

Xie Xingyin was only fourteen years old at the time. It is said that after the Day of Judgment, millions of people disappeared out of thin air in the world. These people seemed to have disappeared from the world, with no news and no bones left.

The government didn't care and just tried to cover up. Even a search for the words "Judgment Day" only yielded a blank result.

The original meaning of the word "Judgment Day" is the day when God will judge the world before the end of the world, so it has been appropriately given a new meaning.

——After all, no one can give a reasonable explanation for such a large-scale disappearance except that it is the handiwork of God.

So that's it. All those missing people came here.

The strange stories about "Judgment Day" that I had heard since childhood were so shocking that Xie Xingyin couldn't calm down for a while.

When he looked up again, his eyes happened to fall on a wall calendar on the opposite wall. On the wall calendar was a cross illuminated by the holy light, with a line of small words written on it.

"God so loved the world."

The statue of the Virgin in the sun smiled kindly. It was obviously not cold in the room, but he shivered physiologically.

"Then, can we still go back?"

Natalie shook her head: "I don't know, maybe."

There was no need for her to say any more, Xie Xingyin already had the answer in his heart. He suddenly appeared here. Whether he accepted it or not, this was obviously beyond the scope of science.

There are supernatural forces at work. And the tens of thousands of missing people must represent the fate of the losers.

"Don't think too much. The first thing you have to do now is to survive and find a way to survive."

Natalie patted his shoulder and asked him to recuperate here. When the dinner plate was about to go, Xie Xingyin suddenly stopped her.

"Excuse me, is there a record office or something like that here?"

In the archives.

Xie Xingyin took a deep breath, even though he had been mentally prepared.

"...Xie Sheng did participate in the trial and died seven years ago. But are you sure the other person is named 'Lu Jie'? Is the ID number wrong?" The man sitting behind the computer pushed up his glasses.

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"This user does not exist and I did not find any relevant information."

"Doesn't exist?" Xie Xingyin was silent for a moment and confirmed that the identity information was correct.

Finally he sighed: "Okay, thank you."

Maybe he guessed wrong.

The man behind the computer nodded and shouted behind him: "Next one."

"Is Xie Sheng your father? Who is the other person?" Natalie asked him after going out.

"My brother." Xie Xingyin's expression was dim and unclear in the dim light of the corridor. "He's not his real brother, he's the boy my father brought back. He also disappeared on Judgment Day ten years ago."

But no information about him can be found here. Maybe Xie Xingyin made a mistake and his disappearance has nothing to do with Judgment Day.

Natalie nodded regretfully after hearing this: "Don't be too sad. Since he is not here, maybe he is living well in the real world."

Xie Xingyin raised his head: "I hope."

Over the years, Xie Xingyin has learned a lot about the legends about the Day of Judgment. Unfortunately, no one who actually participated in the Day of Judgment came back alive. The dead can't tell them the answer, and the so-called rumors and secrets are just speculation.

Now that he is really involved in it, Xie Xingyin doesn't know what to say.

Coming out of the Forbidden Forest, Xie Xingyin suffered some skin injuries, but he was the only one among the newcomers he traveled with to escape death, so he was quite lucky in comparison.

Xie Xingyin rested in the guild for two days and never saw the legendary guild leader.

When there were only two days left to survive, Natalie told him to buy the tickets.

"Go to the tower tomorrow." Natalie comforted him, "Don't be too nervous. The general tickets shouldn't be too difficult. This is your first time entering the tower. I hope you can come back smoothly."

Xie Xingyin smiled lightly: "I hope."

The next day, Xie Xingyin spent one day of his life and bought a ticket. After breakfast, he and Natalie went out together.

Walking along the street, Xie Xingyin noticed that this place looked no different from the real world. There were familiar building layouts on both sides of the street, and he thought he was still in Hengcheng.

There is also a wide square at the end of the commercial street, which is almost exactly the same layout as the Hengcheng central square.

"Look." Natalie's eyes lit up, "This is the center of the main city - the Tower of Babel."

Xie Xingyin looked up and saw a huge tower towering into the clouds in the center of the square.

Tower of Babel.

He had never seen such a tall building. It was like a majestic and steep mountain. The towering spire was like a medieval Gothic church, exuding a sense of sacred and inviolable majesty.

Anyone who looks at it can't help but sigh, it is simply a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

A little girl with braids was selling newspapers in the square and ran towards them.

"Sir, would you like to buy a copy of the "Beginner's Guide to Climbing the Tower"?"

Xie Xingyin looked at the long queue under the tower: "Climb the tower?"

When the little girl selling the manual heard this, she laughed and said, "Sir, you are really new here. You haven't climbed the tower yet, right?"

"Climbing the tower means entering the tower to do tasks." Natalie explained to him, "Use your survival time to redeem tickets in the store. After completing the task, you will get more survival time rewards."

"Everyone has to climb the tower, sir." The little girl blinked, "Survival time cannot be transferred. If you fail to climb the tower or the survival time runs out, you will die."

The little girl held a stack of manuals and looked at him eagerly, saying cruel words in an innocent voice. Xie Xingyin was silent for a moment, and subconsciously reached into his pocket to get the money, but Natalie got there first.

"Our currency here is different from that outside. Cash is worthless here." Natalie took out a shiny gold coin from her pocket.

"This kind of gold talent is used uniformly in the city, and it can only be exchanged for equal amounts with something of real value - such as your survival time."

Xie Xingyin's survival time was pitifully short. After listening to Natalie's words, he remembered that he had been taken care of by Natalie these days, and they were responsible for his food and accommodation.

Looking at his expression, Natalie guessed what he wanted to say. She smiled slyly: "No need to pay it back, it's not my money anyway."

There was a long queue under the Tower of Babel, and Xie Xingyin stood at the end of the queue.

Although Natalie had already given him a general introduction to the rules for entering the tower, there were still some detailed details in the manual that she had not taken into account.

While waiting, Xie Xingyin read the manual carefully and then took out the tickets to read.

[General Admission Ticket to Babel Tower]

Note: This ticket is valid for 24 hours and will become invalid upon expiration. Please read the task instructions on the back of the ticket carefully!

He turned the ticket over and saw a line of small words written on the back:

"No. 11 Wangchuan Road."

There was only this vague reminder on the ticket, and Xie Xingyin had no idea where Wangchuan Road was.

The only good thing is that the "Tower Climbing Guide" the little girl sold him said that the survival time will not be deducted during the mission in the tower.

"How long do we have to wait in line?" the person in front muttered.

Xie Xingyin turned his head and glanced at the end of the team, and found that a young boy with black hair and black eyes had stood behind him at some point, lowering his head and fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

The young man looked about twelve or thirteen years old. His delicate and beautiful little face revealed an almost pathological pallor. His long eyelashes fluttered like two beautiful but fragile black butterflies, and he looked like a delicate and fragile porcelain doll.

Xie Xingyin stared at his slender fingers, and couldn't help but frown when he thought that he was also waiting to enter the tower.

The young man seemed to feel Xie Xingyin's gaze and raised his head to look at him. There was no emotion in his eyes as bright as obsidian. Xie Xingyin suddenly caught a trace of familiarity, but he didn't know where he had seen it before.

The ethereal feeling disappeared in a flash, like a thread slipping silently through the fingers, unable to be grasped at all. When he looked up again, the young man had lowered his head again and continued to play with his Rubik's Cube.

That Rubik's Cube is very strange. All six sides are black, only the lines are different.

Xie Xingyin had never seen a Rubik's Cube like this before. He smiled slightly because his younger brother also liked to play with the Rubik's Cube.

This young man made him feel very kind.

The young man's fingertips flexibly "clicked" to restore the Rubik's cube, and then broke it up again out of boredom. Xie Xingyin looked at it for a while, then turned back.

A quarter of an hour later, they finally lined up under the tower.

"——It's your turn, please check in and enter the tower in turn!"

The staff maintaining order urged: "Don't be crowded and move quickly."

When Xie Xingyin raised his head after checking the tickets, the people in front of him had already entered the tower. So he walked towards the dark door of the tower alone.

After just a dozen steps, Xie Xingyin noticed that the surrounding scene quickly darkened. The people waiting in line behind him disappeared, leaving only a lonely light in front of the door.
Chapter completed!