He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Tower of Babel."

Seeing that the matter was over, Zhu Qingqing stepped forward and her clear, cold voice rang out.

She held a special token in her hand.

That was a free opportunity she had earned to enter the Tower of Babel, and now she was going to give it to Lu Chen.

"good!"

Lu Chen nodded, took the token, and looked at Zhu Qingqing with gentle eyes.

The group then followed Zhu Qingqing on foot, heading towards the senior students' area.

The crowd hadn't completely dispersed, and some narrow-minded individuals...

As Lu Chen was escorted away like a star surrounded by admirers, sullen whispers arose:

"That arrogant guy actually refused Goddess Liu's invitation, what a jerk..."

"Exactly, don't think that just because you have some ability, you can look down on others..."

"One day, I'll crush him under my feet..."

Lu Chen could hear these resentful whispers, but he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

He's just a clown, not even worthy of his attention, and there's no need to care about him too much.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of the crowd, that beautiful, pure-looking "fairy"...

The resentment in his eyes was almost overflowing.

She secretly took out her communicator and sent an urgent message to a hidden contact:

"The mastermind behind the cult's plan has been identified: Lu Chen. We need to find a way to deal with him immediately..."

Soon, the communicator gave a cold reply:

"I know, I'll tamper with the 'team mission'..."

"Be careful, don't do anything reckless. You know the consequences if you ruin the plan..."

Upon seeing the word "consequences," the fairy's body trembled violently, and her pupils contracted sharply.

A deep-seated fear gripped her instantly, turning her face ashen and making it difficult to even breathe.

"Little Fairy, what's wrong?"

Her companion noticed something was wrong and asked her with concern.

After a long while, the little fairy finally recovered from the suffocating fear and managed to force a smile that was even uglier than a grimace:

"It's nothing...it's an old problem..."

"You don't look well. Should we go see a therapist?"

"No need... I just need to catch my breath..."

The fairy's voice was weak, as she had exhausted her strength.

Seeing this, her companions had no choice but to help her back to rest.

Only she knew the fear that penetrated to her very soul.

She would never forget the inhumane punishments inflicted on the losers by the cult…

……

Zhu Qingqing led her group to the more heavily guarded area for senior students.

Soon, a magnificent tower came into view.

It was a colossal tower, its entire body a dark gold color, soaring into the clouds as if it had no end.

The tower was covered with mysterious runes, and faint light seemed to flow around it.

It stood there silently, like a slumbering, ancient beast.

It was so intimidating that even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"This...this tower, it feels like it's alive...this aura is terrifying..."

Ran Ruhua only glanced at it, and cold sweat instantly soaked her back. Her voice trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't dare to look directly at it.

Seeing this, Canglong subconsciously took half a step forward.

He used his large body to block Ran Ruhua and the Tower of Babel.

The tall shadows loomed down, partially blocking out the suffocating atmosphere.

This made Ran Ruhua feel a little better.

"Hidden Dragon..."

Ran Ruhua felt a warmth in her heart, and her gaze toward Canglong became more complicated.

However, Canglong was thinking to himself:

"I'm not concerned about her, I'm just worried she might get seriously injured and Uncle Ran will come after me! Yes, that's it!"

He tried to hypnotize himself.

He tried his best to maintain an indifferent expression on his chubby face.

"How did you get in? This isn't a place for freshmen. Are you looking to die?"

A displeased, reprimanding voice suddenly rang out.

At the same time, a powerful pressure descended.

A handsome, refined-looking young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared with several people.

Huo Sanlang and several others followed behind him.

Huo Sanlang leaned close to the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, lowered his voice, and spoke with a mixture of flattery and lewdness:

"Boss, it's them... Look at those women, their figures and their aura are amazing..."

"Oh?"

Sima Zhuang adjusted his glasses, his gaze sweeping over Lu Chen and his group.

His gaze lingered briefly on Bibi Dong, Hua Xiyu, and Zhu Qingqing.

A barely perceptible hint of malice flashed deep in his eyes.

But he did an excellent job of maintaining appearances, quickly toning down his imposing manner and softening his tone:

"Everyone, you must be the new female students? I'm from Simazhuang, class of '99, I'm your senior."

He pointed to the Tower of Babel and said in a cautionary tone:

"This tower is no joke."

For those who lack the necessary strength, even prolonged staring at it can have serious consequences.

"What consequences?" Ran Ruhua couldn't help but ask, still feeling lingering fear.

Sima Zhuang smiled slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with the other party's reaction. He paused deliberately before slowly saying:

"Some people...go inexplicably crazy, and then...disappear inexplicably."

"Disappeared?!" Ran Ruhua exclaimed in shock, fear creeping back into her heart.

"That's right, they just disappeared without a trace."

Sima Zhuang's tone was resolute, making him seem even more unfathomable.

Ran Ruhua's body began to tremble slightly again.

"Sister Ruhua..." Chunli gently held her hand, offering silent support.

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Canglong shouted angrily; he despised this pretentious Sima Zhuang from the bottom of his heart.

"With the boss around, how could he just disappear without a trace!"

Sima Zhuang looked at the frightened Ran Ruhua, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

He glanced again at the boisterous Canglong, a hint of undisguised disdain flashing in his eyes.

"How dare you talk like that? Believe me, my boss will deal with you!"

Huo Sanlang and his group seemed to have found a powerful backer.

He immediately jumped out, pointed at Canglong's nose, and cursed.

They were trying to get back at the level they had been forced to retreat by Hua Zhan Yue.

"Whoosh—"

Hua Zhanyue took a step forward, his longsword already half an inch from its sheath, the blade gleaming with a cold light, his eyes icy and piercing:

"Do you still want to fight?"

He felt frustrated in that battle and was looking for an opportunity to vent his anger completely.

"Come on then, I'm not afraid of you!"

Huo Sanlang and his group were not to be outdone, and the scene immediately became tense.

Lu Chen watched quietly, his expression calm and unwavering.

When it's his turn to act, he will naturally act.

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Sima Zhuang.

The other person was emanating an aura that she found extremely repulsive.

Cold and filthy

But I can't remember exactly what it is right now.