Volume 4: It's Dark, Please Close Your Eyes Chapter 57: We are still good friends without mentioning the admission ticket
Of course, Tang Zheng knew very well when he could tease and when he could just tease with his mouth.
Now it is obviously a situation where the only way to tease is through mouth.
It was impossible for him to really find a way to empty the garbage dump because his focus now had to be on "how to get out".
Besides, he had another question.
Where did Zheng Qian go?
He was basically certain that if Zheng Qian encountered the same situation as him, the most likely outcome would be... that he would be killed by himself after !
"This secret room is more difficult to deal with than the previous one." Tang Zheng sighed. Not to mention Zheng Qian, his own situation was not optimistic either.
If he was in a sealed room just now, then now he was thrown into a desert.
Moreover, the desert is paved with various broken stones.
"No rush, there must be a clue..." Tang Zheng touched his nose, enduring the unprecedented pressure of chaotic star power, and carefully observed the garbage dump.
He was sitting on a throne and fell directly into the ruins of the Purple Gold Emperor, then broke into the first secret room and came to this garbage dump.
And he and Zheng Qian did not run into each other, which means that the two must have fallen into different secret rooms.
His mind slowly filled in the information...
A circular, square, or any other shaped garbage dump should have many entrances along the circle. Each entrance is a secret room. There is a statue of the Purple Gold Emperor in each secret room. Tang Zheng entered the garbage dump from one of the secret rooms.
From the inscription on the base of the statue of Emperor Zi Jin and his style of clearing away the garbage around the Xingyao Continent, we can make a simple judgment about him.
Emperor Zi Jin became famous when he was about twenty years old. He had a smooth journey in his cultivation. He had a bit of a bad taste and a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.
A person with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder would probably follow certain rules even when arranging a garbage dump.
For example, the skywalks along the garbage dump are all entrances, so exits will not be randomly mixed in - this is not in line with the behavior of an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.
So where will the exit be?
Tang Zheng looked towards the sky corridor, just below the third door he came in from.
"Try it." He walked over there.
Directly below the third door was another mountain wall, no different from the other mountain walls in the garbage dump.
However, Tang Zheng listened carefully but did not hear any sound of water!
If we were to speak logically, the back of this wall should be the secret room that Tang Zheng had just filled with water, and the thickness of this wall was obviously not enough to block the sound of water...
Tang Zheng didn't say anything and started using his martial arts. Go for it!
He did not choose a too complicated martial art to prevent being interrupted, but the star power in his body was like frozen water, and it was very difficult to use it...
"Hah..." He took a deep breath, and the star power in his body surged wildly. The little star power extended out from Han Jiangxue, and he finally formed a starting move!
boom!
The mountain wall was shaken by his opening move, causing a series of echoes.
Then, a narrow hole that was only wide enough for one person to pass through appeared in the mountain wall in front of him, and deep stairs could be seen inside.
Any normal person, in this situation, would not be willing to move from a spacious place into a narrow place.
But Tang Zheng had no choice, he gritted his teeth and went straight in.
Fortunately, the stairs were not long. After walking down a distance, there was another small secret room of about 20 square meters.
In the center, there is still the statue of Emperor Purple Gold.
Tang Zheng thought he had reached another entrance and was about to return along the stairs, but he saw that there was no inscription on the base of the statue.
No lettering!
Tang Zheng looked up at the statue of the Purple Gold Emperor again and found that the material of this statue was obviously much better than the one he had knocked down in the first secret room.
Moreover, all the star power in his body had relaxed here, just like ice and snow melted by the warm sun, making him feel extremely comfortable.
A voice rang out in this enclosed space.
"Tang Zheng, I'm really surprised that you can make it here." The voice was crisp and clear. It was exactly the same voice that Tang Zheng heard when he was in the Star-Seeking Tower and learned the origin of his constellation, the Taihao Wheel.
This is the voice of Emperor Zi Jin!
Tang Zheng stroked his forehead with a wry smile.
In the Su Shi Wen Xing Tower, it would be fine if Sun Star Lord Huangfu Xuanluo had to create such a scene. This place is just a garbage dump. Is it that necessary?
"Don't be surprised, old man. Let me out quickly." Tang Zheng was thinking about Tang Xiaotang and the others outside. He might be worried. Anyway, he was facing some residual consciousness, so his tone was naturally not very good. "If it's convenient, please give me the Taihao Wheel."
He asked this question because he had seen the residual consciousness of those star masters in the Star-Seeking Tower and found that they had the ability to communicate and interact normally.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't bother to care.
"You want the Taihao Wheel?" the voice asked again.
"Well, otherwise, would I come in to chat with you?" Tang Zheng shrugged.
“Hahahahahaha…” the voice laughed, “Let me think, where is the Wheel of Taihao placed… It seems to be buried in the Netherworld Castle of the Great Demon God Emperor…”
Tang Zheng's face fell.
However, the voice continued, "Oh, no, it seems to be lent to the bird people in Qianqiong Palace?"
Tang Zheng's eyelids twitched a little.
Sure enough, after he waited for a while, the voice said again: "No, they seem to have returned it to me... Where is it? Was it thrown into the Deep Hidden Sea by me? Or was it given by Mr. Ye to his twenty-seventh concubine... Alas, it's been too long, I can't remember clearly."
Tang Zheng's shock and admiration for the garbage dump just now had completely disappeared here without a trace: "Dear, how many years have you suffered from Alzheimer's disease!"
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If someone else came to this place, they would still maintain considerable respect even when facing a trace of the remnant consciousness of the Purple Gold Emperor.
Who knows where Zheng Qian is right now, busy worshipping.
However, Tang Zheng had not been brainwashed by Xingyao Continent for too many years, and facing only a trace of residual consciousness, there was really nothing for him to do.
His attention quickly shifted away from the statue and he began looking for the exit of the secret room.
People with obsessive-compulsive disorder generally have a strong sense of identification with numbers such as three, five, and ten, so perhaps there is a place that can lead to a direct exit in this third secret room.
Anyway, he has confirmed that Fang Junji's so-called "remains of the Purple Gold Emperor" is just a garbage dump.
Tang Zheng is not Luo Fei. What he is looking for in the ruins is the Wheel of Taihao. He will only be excited for a moment when he sees other things, but he will return to the main point.
Since the Taihao Wheel is not here, it is better to leave quickly.
They were still waiting to go to the North Sea to capture the North Sea Demon Butterfly to make a Butterfly Zombie Gu for Xu Qingyan.
Just as Tang Zheng was walking around the room, the voice rang out again: "What are you looking for?"
"Exit." Tang Zheng answered without thinking.
"Hehehe... let's put it this way, I know where the exit is. If you defeat this statue, the exit will appear. If you fight well... well, as for the Wheel of Taihao, it's not like I can't remember which corner it is." The voice said again.
Tang Zheng was speechless for a while.
You should have said it earlier!
"Can't you just open the exit?" Tang Zheng continued to press forward with a red face.
"Of course not! I can give you the admission ticket, but can I help you write the test paper?" said the voice.
"You really are..." Tang was about to complain, but suddenly, he looked at the statue of Emperor Purple Gold and was stunned.
He almost answered it fluently.
What the hell is Emperor Zi Jin talking about!
Admission ticket?
Tang Zheng was very familiar with this word, but how did this word come out from the remaining consciousness of Emperor Zi Jin!
"What's wrong? Hurry up and call! If you're any slower, I won't be able to see. Video calls over such a long distance consume a lot of star power!" the voice urged.
Tang Zheng felt as if he was thrown into an ice cellar: "Video...call?"
There was a burst of noise.
Tang Zheng was about to flip the table: "You are not a disabled person, you are a living person?"
"Of course, you're suffering from Alzheimer's, right?" The voice seemed quite old.
Tang Zheng's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to about a year ago, when he died in the game cabin...
Those two options!
Without those two options, he would really be dead, right?
If he had clicked on rebirth instead of time travel...
He suddenly felt his hair stand on end.
The one who gave him the two options was Emperor Zijin himself, right? Emperor Zijin wanted him to come to Xingyao Continent, so he didn't want to know at all what would happen to him if he didn't choose to come to Xingyao Continent. Would he really be reborn?
Perhaps once you make the wrong choice, it will be immediately like the Wheel of Taihao, forgotten somewhere by the Purple Gold Emperor, and there will be no possibility of revival!
Because there is no free lunch in the world.
"What do you want me to do?" But Tang Zheng didn't understand. As a gold farmer at the bottom of the gaming chain, struggling to survive in the cracks between big guilds and studios every day, what on earth could be worthy of being rescued by a great god from another dimension?
However, that voice never sounded again.
Instead, two boxes appeared in the hands of the statue of the Purple Gold Emperor in front of him.
The two boxes are not the point. The point is the posture of the statue of Emperor Zi Jin holding the two boxes. Why does it look so familiar?
"Fuck, Statue of Liberty..." Tang Zheng cursed several times, and then the daggers in his hands clinked with each other and attacked the statue of the Purple Gold Emperor fiercely.
As long as you wield the dagger well, there is no statue that cannot be pried down.
Let’s not worry about how he traveled through time for now. Let’s get the Taihao Wheel first and quickly wake up Xu Qingyan, the strategy-seeking fungus!
