"Crazy! What are steamed buns?" Little Locke couldn't understand Zhou Kong's words at all.

For the residents of Tianta Continent, steamed buns, rice and other plant-based foods are just a daydream. The entire continent is covered with black rocks, mixed with plants such as blood crystal trees that will not stop poisoning people.

Toys, want to eat them? The mouse is looking for the cat!

Therefore, the only food for the residents of Tianta Continent is meat. After removing the meat, it is still meat.

Neither Old Locke nor Little Locke knew what kind of steamed buns they were. They both felt that Zhou Kong must have just recovered from an illness and was talking nonsense because he was not clear-headed. Of course, there were no steamed buns, but only a big pot of zombie heart soup.

There are two browned centaur hind legs.

"Here, here's something to eat." Little Locke handed over a large bowl of tofu-like stuff.

Zhou Kong immediately took it and started eating it.

He ate very deliciously. He felt that this was the first time in his memory that he had eaten such delicious food and drank such fragrant soup. It was nonsense to say that it was delicious, delicious, and full. He had no time to observe the taste of food.

Anyway, he just kept stuffing it into his mouth. After belching ten times in a row, he wiped his oily hands with the quilt under him, then shook his head and said, "Don't hold it for me.

I am full."

"You're just full. You drank the whole pot of soup by yourself, plus two roasted legs. This is a day's ration for dad and I. I've never seen a human being who eats like you!" Little Locke complained as he took more food from the bag.

Take out some ingredients and start cooking.

Zhou Kong said a little embarrassedly: "Uncle Old Rock and Brother Little Rock, I just can't help it, the taste is really good."

Old Locke smiled and said: "Young people should eat more. Many years ago, our orc tribe still judged heroes by their appetite. After all, with your appetite, you should be the best hero among your human tribe."

Zhou Kong knew that he was not a hero. It didn’t matter that he was a special soldier. He had done several missions and rescued several hostages. He was not a hero. In his heart, those who responded to a hundred calls, had great power and were famous all over the world were the real ones.

Hero... In this strange world, what kind of person is considered a hero?

Zhou Kong thought of many questions and tried to ask: "Uncle Locke, have you really never heard of the earth?"

Old Locke replied firmly: "No, I dare say that no one in Blackwater Village, not even anyone in Tianta Continent, has heard of it."

"Tianta Continent? What a strange name."

Old Locke raised his hand and pointed to the door and said, "What do you think that is?"

Zhou Kong looked outside the door. Not far away, there was a tower-like building rising from the ground to the sky, reaching into the clouds. It was so high that it was out of reach. He couldn't help but sigh: "What a tall tower."

Old Locke nodded: "That's the Tower of Heaven. This tower already existed when this continent was born. It's a hundred stories high, and there are different creatures on each floor. We will go inside and hunt those creatures for food.

...It is our food source, and most people on the Tianta Continent, whether orcs or humans, will enter it to hunt for food to sustain their lives."

Zhou Kong understood and said, "What I just ate was caught from the Sky Tower?"

"Yes. The creatures on each level of the Tower have different strengths. If you are strong enough, you can hunt more powerful and delicious food. The higher you go up, the more abnormal the creatures become. It is said that in the past five hundred years, there has been no

A person can break through the fiftieth level and become the God of War."

"Mars?"

Old Locke explained: "The Sky Tower is a gift given to us by the Creator God. It not only provides us with food, but also gives us great strength. Hunting creatures is also a test of strength. Entering the third floor of the Sky Tower,

When you reach the tenth level, you reach the level of a warrior. When you reach the tenth level, you reach the level of a war king. At the thirtieth level, you become a war king. At the fiftieth level, you become a god of war."

"The fiftieth floor is the God of War. So that's it. So what if it's above the fiftieth floor and goes to the one hundred floor?"

Old Locke smiled and said: "Above the fifty floors, it seems that no one has entered in the entire continent's history. In fact, I am not sure. Even if someone has entered, how do we little people know about it? There was once a legend spread on the continent,

If a person breaks through the fifty-first floor, he will be the invincible God of War; if he enters the fifty-first floor, he can break through the restrictions set by the God of Creation on the Tianta Continent and enter other continents; if he enters the one hundredth floor, he will be the invincible God of War.

You no longer need any title, you can break through the limitations of this world and enter another world at will."

Entering another world? Is it the world where I originally lived, which is the virtual world that Li Xian said? In this case, after entering the one hundredth floor, maybe I can go back? Traveling back and forth between the two worlds, from this world to

That world... An idea came to Zhou Kong's mind, I must give it a try. He remembered what Old Locke said just now, no one has been able to enter the fiftieth floor for a long time, even these strong orcs have not been able to enter.

, isn’t reaching one hundred levels as difficult as climbing to the sky?

Old Locke's words interrupted Zhou Kong's thoughts: "Child, we have talked so much, but you haven't said your name or where you are from?"

"My name is Zhou Kong. I came from a very far away place. I don't know how I fell into a coma when I came here. Thank you uncle and brother for saving my life." Zhou Kong concealed his true origin. If he said he was from the earth, he would definitely be dismissed.

People say it's a lot of nonsense.

Little Locke on the side said: "It's nonsense for a big living person to fall into coma for no apparent reason. Dad, leave him alone, let's eat."

Old Locke nodded, picked up his crutch, walked to the table, sat down, and ate with Little Locke.

Only then did Zhou Kong realize that the old orc had broken a leg, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad. In this Tianta Continent, missing a leg meant that he could not hunt food. How cruel this would be.

Seeing that the two of them were eating deliciously, Zhou Kong couldn't help but look at the food on the table. He saw a ball of red and white rotten meat on a plate, and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Locke, what are you eating?"

Old Locke said nothing, and Little Locke curled his lips and said: "Stewed zombie heart."

Corpse heart!

Zhou Kong suddenly felt that the taste of the orcs was too strong, he smashed his mouth, remembered something and asked: "What did I eat just now?"

Little Locke chewed the food and replied: "What you just ate is different from us."

Zhou Kong then breathed a sigh of relief. The heart of the corpse was just a joke. Whoever eats it will be disgusted.

Unexpectedly, Little Locke continued: "It's just that ours is stew, and yours is soup."

"vomit!"
Chapter completed!