That kind of thing?

Which thing refers to that kind of thing?

Lu Lie hopes that this guy who records the diary can write "that kind of thing". But unfortunately, the other party did not realize how much trouble it would bring to later readers because of his laziness.

From the lines, Lu Lie could barely guess that when the unlucky guy had just plucked up the courage to go outside the palace to seek help from aliens, something similar to a riot and chaos happened on the three floors, which knocked down all of the guy's plans. While writing this diary, he couldn't even leave the palace.

It's a true tower of despair.

Lu Lie sighed in his heart. I hope this guy can get good luck in the next days and escape from here. Although there is a skeleton left by an ancient predecessor in this palace, the skeleton's limbs are intact, so he should not be the diary recorder who has undergone self-cutting surgery.

He picked his fingertips slightly, and the yellowed paper industry was turned to the next page, connecting two men living together in the palace through time and space:

In the Tower of Despair... time has lost its meaning and no need to record. Based on my current appearance of my body, no matter what, I cannot pass the next game room.

That thing is still fermenting, and I still can't walk out of the uterus. The wound on my right leg has spread to my abdomen. This time, if I still want to have an amputation surgery, I'm afraid I will have to remove my entire lower body.

Despair, unparalleled despair.

Now I have no hope of surviving. In any case, as long as I am not dead in the game room and not being made into another creature and thrown into another free time, it is already a blessing for me in misfortune.

In addition, during my time in the palace, I developed a strong interest in the existence types of Lord of Despair and the Tower of Despair.

Perhaps...they are not as simple as we imagined.

All guesses are still to be verified.

There is not much time left for me.

———

What exactly did the owner of life discover?

With curiosity, Lu Lie continued to read the third diary.

———

On the nth day of the Tower of Despair.

My physical condition is now at its worst. The trauma from the first two surgery amputations has not subsided. I performed a third amputation on my right leg with only one arm.

It’s useless, and the extent of the wounds flooding, there is no way in this world to save me. The only purpose of my current purpose is to minimize the pain in my body as much as possible.

The faded high fever has begun again. In recent times, I have begun to have hallucinations. I dreamed that Adin Ser appeared in front of me and begged me to return to this universe and reunite with her soon. Although I know this is just my illusion, even in my dream, I dare not face that beautiful face. Because I deeply feel ashamed of her.

I am very clear about my physical state, and my life is like a candle in the wind, and has entered the countdown. The only belief and perseverance that supports me to survive now is to continue to verify the principle of the existence of the Tower of Despair.

This won't take me much time. If my guess is correct, the next series of experiments will soon come out.

God, Buddha Lord, Heavenly Lord, Allah, I beg all the gods in this world. If you really exist, please let me stay in this world for a few more days, and it will be fine.

I hope I can unravel the secret of the Lord of Despair. I hope that the diary I left here can be seen by the lucky ones who came here later.

———

"Although it's a little late, the lucky one you're waiting for has appeared, that's my uncle."

Lu Lie continued to read the diary,

"God bless this poor guy. Although I can't understand what you are writing throughout the article, I still hope you can disclose some exclusive secrets of the Lord of Despair."

He glanced at the thickness of the following basic ancient books. Well, it seems that the unlucky diary recorder who was a few hundred years ago should have finally found some things from the Lord of Despair.

———

On the twenty-sixth day of the Tower of Despair.

Everything will be almost over.

I also vaguely feel that I am about to reveal a secret of the Lord of Despair.

Oh my God, if this is true, then this world would be too terrifying.

From the beginning, I am afraid that the Lord of Despair had no intention of getting anyone to the eleventh level.

There is also need to be checked, more verification. I am a scientist and cannot judge the authenticity of things based on my intuition.

(There is a series of amazing numbers of formulas and various coordinate sketches.)

Lu Lie had no interest in these things and quickly flipped through them.

Among the following ancient books, all of them are such formulas, which are mixed with the evaluation of the diary recorder and the record of his own injuries. For example, this formula is calculated here, because he really lacks relevant instruments and equipment and loses the possibility of further proof, so he has to divide the next experiment into two branches, experiments with hypothesis as the premise of hypothesis as the premise of hypothesis and experiments with hypothesis not being established. Lu Lie was very impressed, and it was not until he read the last ancient book that the diary recorder returned to the form of the story:

Today may be my last night in the Tower of Despair, and it is also the last time in my life. I have a premonition.

When I just arrived at the Tower of Despair, I was still full of hope. I thought I could reach the top of the tower like the protagonist in the novel and save all mankind. But I was wrong. Just after reaching the third floor, I encountered so-called failures and setbacks. Here I experienced thirty days like hell, but in the end I was unable to get rid of the demon's curse. Now, it is time to say that failure.

The only thing that makes me feel proud is that I have basically verified the guess in my heart, even though the truth is so shocking.

I failed and failed to pass the Tower of Despair. But I still saved the last bit of dignity for mankind. I think so I am. When I die here, I am still nobler than any alien race on this level.

I hope that in hundreds of years, someone will be able to arrive here and see my notes.

Then, let me give my conclusions here.

That is, the Tower of Despair did not exist at all from the beginning.

Yes, you read that right. There is no tower of despair in this world, and there is no Lord of despair.
Chapter completed!