The Eternal Tower

The twenty-eighth floor.

A white light flashed, and a mage dressed in black appeared on the street, but he did not attract anyone's attention.

"The contents of this floor..."

Ye Bai yawned and glanced at the notification.

The twenty-eighth floor is also known as the "non-existent floor".

Here, players are invisible, like air.

The vast majority of NPCs cannot see the player, cannot hear the player's words, and cannot interact with the player in any way.

Of course, one shouldn't be complacent on this level.

Sneaking into the women's bathhouse, sneaking into the women's changing room, carrying a camera around everywhere...

All of these are not allowed.

The Eternal Tower is really strict.

Not only are there anti-addiction measures, but there's also a "Don't be cocky" rule.

To clear the 28th floor, there are two steps:

The first step is to find an NPC who can "see" you.

The second step is to defeat the monsters and bosses created by the NPCs.

It's that simple.

For most players, the difficulty lies in the first point.

The twenty-eighth floor features a rare urban setting, a city inhabited by thirty million people, men and women, young and old, from all walks of life.

Finding an NPC who can "see" you is like finding a needle in a haystack.

and,

Even if players go through great lengths to find a corresponding NPC and successfully defeat the monster that the NPC imagines, they will only gain a portion of the exploration points.

To achieve a high level of exploration, or even 100% exploration, in the game, players need to find more than one NPC!

Finding a needle in a haystack!

It's harder.

However, what does this have to do with Shura, the owner of the SSS-level talent [Eye of Insight]?

【hehe】

Suspended in mid-air, overlooking the entire city, several lines of prompts appeared before Ye Bai's eyes.

[Anonymous, Age: 21, Occupation: Unemployed...]

【Ai Raobo, age: 9, occupation: primary school student...】

【Cui Shiyuan, age: 68, occupation: cook....】

[Cui Shiyuan's remaining lifespan: 2 minutes]

Ye Bai: ? ? ?

Is this some kind of thrilling game?

Having just arrived on the 28th floor, you must find Cui Shiyuan within 2 minutes, make contact with him, and defeat the monsters he conjures up.

This isn't a Cui Shiyuan (a famous Chinese funeral home), it's a funeral procession!

For someone else, they might not have even started.

It's already over!

In the entire city, only three people could see Ye Bai.

Only by defeating all the monsters imagined by these three people can Ye Bai achieve 100% exploration progress.

"Without further ado, let's go!"

Following the clues given by the Eye of Insight, Ye Bai easily found Cui Shiyuan.

A kind-faced old man lay in the ICU, his body covered in tubes.

More air goes in, less air comes out.

The elderly man's children gathered outside the ICU; some had red eyes, some frowned, and some paced back and forth anxiously.

When Ye Bai appeared in the ICU, no one noticed his presence except for Cui Shiyuan.

The moment the old man saw Ye Bai, a strange light flashed in his eyes, like a final burst of energy before death.

He struggled to speak, "You...you are Death?"

Before the dying old man, a strange young man dressed in a black robe and holding a staff appeared.

Ye Bai shook his head. "No."

Cui Shiyuan smiled.

"That's true, there's no way a Grim Reaper could be this young."

The old man sighed.

"Even if you're not the Grim Reaper, I'm dying soon."

Ye Bai did not reply, tacitly agreeing with the other party's statement.

"Is there anything you want to say before you die?"

"have."

Cui Shiyuan nodded. "I don't want to die."

Ye Bai helplessly spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless to help.

"Feel sorry."

Ye Bai's healing methods were ineffective on the old man, not even the "All Things Grow" technique.

"What's there to apologize for? It's not like you killed me."

Stranger, never mind, I'll just call you Death.

Previously, the old man felt as if a thousand-pound stone was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

After the young man in black robes appeared, the stone was moved away, and the old man's breathing became much easier, as if life had returned to his body.

The old man knew this was an illusion.

Even this young man in black robes might be a hallucination.

"Death, I'm reminded of an ancient legend."

Cui Shiyuan spoke again.

"Legend has it that some people can see... cough cough, special people."

Ye Bai nodded, agreeing with the other party's statement.

"That's right."

Ye Bai did not urge the other party, but waited patiently for what would follow.

Now that he has met with Choi Se-won, Choi Se-won will not die until he kills the monster that Choi Se-won imagines.

In other words,

If Cui Shiyuan talked to Ye Bai a little longer, he could extend his life by a few more seconds.

"I once had a nightmare..."

Cui Shiyuan suddenly brought up another topic.

"I made a bowl of chicken soup and poisoned it..."

Cui Shiyuan told a story that Ye Bai seemed to have heard before.

However, after waking up from the dream, Cui Shiyuan did not have any special identity.

He was just a cook, a cook who had cooked his whole life.

Some people are the sinners of their time, while others are merely the ones who bear the burden of their era's sins.

The old man sighed.

"Food shouldn't be wasted; chicken soup is truly precious."

"grim Reaper."

Cui Shiyuan looked at Ye Bai and asked with a smile,

"Could you make me a bowl of chicken soup?"

Ye Bai: ......

"I won't."

"I'll teach you."

Regarding the little incident of me making chicken soup for an NPC on the 28th floor.

Ye Bai didn't hesitate for long before nodding in agreement, "Okay."

I bought a chicken.

Ye Bai looked at Cui Shiyuan, asking with his eyes what to do next.

The old man lay on his sickbed, earnestly teaching.

"Let it run a couple of steps before bleeding it out..."

"Scald it with hot water to pluck the hair, oh wait, you burned all the hair, is that okay?"

"Don't blanch it! Chicken soup shouldn't be blanched!"

"First, stir-fry the chicken in oil..."

"..."

Under the old man's guidance, Ye Bai followed the steps and made a pot of chicken soup.

He even felt a small sense of accomplishment.

Cooking isn't that hard!

The golden chicken soup was placed in front of the old man.

"What a wonderful soup."

The old man sniffed, but couldn't smell anything. He felt as if his nose no longer belonged to him.

"Thanks."

Looking at Death, the old man uttered his last words.

"Next time, remember to use a hen when making chicken soup."

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.

A thermos appeared out of nowhere in front of the old man's sickbed.

The thermos contained hot chicken soup.

The electrocardiogram in the ICU became a flat line, with no further fluctuations.

Outside the ICU, the family members' tense emotions finally relaxed at a certain moment. After the breakdown, they composed themselves, endured the suffering, and knew that new suffering and happiness awaited them.

A baby's cry came from the delivery room in the next building...

Ye Bai stood aside, silently watching the old man leave and listening to the birth of a new life.

Human life is full of ups and downs, including life, death, and separation.

The Asura Sea appeared uncontrollably, undulating around Ye Bai.

His eyes were unfocused, their light flickering, as if he had grasped something, and he muttered to himself.

"Life and death, the cycle never ends."

"All things are born, vanish in a single thought, and the three thousand worlds are formed..."

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