Chapter 715: Chapter 21: Special Rules of the Lost Tower

Lynch heard the system notification ringing in his mind, and couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback, showing obvious surprise on his face.

In the previous battle, he had only been observing and directing from the rear, without directly participating in the attack. It was entirely Kong and Vanilla who took action. How could it be that the ultimate reward for defeating the enemies also came with corresponding knowledge inheritance for him?

Could it be that within this Lost Tower, there exists some sort of “team” mechanism akin to those in illusionary games, where experience and loot are shared?

This thought flashed briefly, leaving him feeling a bit absurd. If not for the undeniably real and clear new knowledge inheritance about the “Domain Evolution Formula” in his mind, he would have suspected that he was experiencing auditory hallucinations due to the environmental pressure.

As he puzzled over this internally, trying to understand the rules within the tower, in front of him, Kong, who was skillfully using a space rift to disrupt another Screaming Mushroom and create an attack opportunity for Vanilla, seemed to keenly sense his brief pause and confusion.

Maintaining her spell, she quickly explained without turning her head, her voice transmitted through the gaps of the soul-penetrating screech: “Don’t be surprised! There is a ’spiritual resonance’ determination in the Lost Tower! As long as the frequency of spiritual waves is similar and the individuals are regarded as ’companions’, the knowledge inheritance obtained from jointly attacking and defeating a target will be shared!”

Hearing this, Lynch raised his eyebrows in amazement. Such a mechanism was certainly unheard of and quite astonishing.

He couldn’t help but ask, “Is there really such a theory? How does the tower precisely determine whether there is ’spiritual resonance’ between different individuals?”

In his view, there was nothing like a game panel or team menu here to manually operate and confirm such a thing.

Kong deftly dodged an invisible sound wave attack and quickly but clearly answered, “No one fully understands the specific operational principles, but it is generally believed that the basis for the determination is likely the essence of the soul.”

She deflected a splash of toxic spores with her sword and continued, “The Lost Tower itself is a place shrouded in special rules, many of which cannot be understood or explained by the common logic of the outside world.”

“The rules of the Tower Spirit, or the tower itself, seem capable of directly perceiving and detecting the soul similarity and the degree of will coordination between entrants, thereby automatically judging who are temporary allies and potential enemies, and deciding whether or not to share the ’spiritual resonance’ state.”

Soul similarity? Will coordination? Lynch subconsciously turned his head, his gaze seemingly penetrating through the layers of strange, colorful mushroom caps to the higher realms obscured by the chaotic sky, as if trying to glimpse a trace of the tower’s true form.

This is indeed an extraordinary and profound place, beyond the measure of common sense. Its rules are ancient and powerful, far beyond the imagination of ordinary wizards.

While chatting idly to gather information, Kong and Vanilla’s actions did not stop at all, their cooperation becoming more and more seamless. Lynch no longer hesitated either, and after understanding the mechanism, his Blue Heart Magic Wand shone brightly as he began chanting spells, joining the battle.

Whether through precise killing or wide-ranging control spells, with his involvement, the clearing efficiency greatly improved. Soon, the Screaming Mushrooms in the area were wiped out by the three of them working together. The uncomfortable soul shrieks were completely silenced, leaving only the swiftly withering and melting purple remnants.

With the battle over, the three of them relaxed a little. After a rough count of their gains, each of them acquired dozens of precious Domain-Level knowledge inheritance fragments, a harvest quite abundant, far exceeding the total of Kong and Vanilla’s previous arduous solo explorations.

Vanilla shook off nonexistent stains from her sword, a beaming smile on her face as she sincerely said to Lynch: “It’s really great! It was truly worth waiting for you all this time!”

Then she stuck out her tongue, complaining with a hint of lingering fear: “You have no idea how troublesome these bizarre mushrooms were before! We’ve been groping around here for so long, and never have we been able to clear an area so easily and efficiently as today!”

Pausing, she nodded vigorously, once again affirming Kong’s insight: “Just as Kong said, you really… are incredibly useful!”

Faced with such straightforward praise, Lynch just shrugged indifferently, responding in a calm tone: “Not too bad.”

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That night, on the ninety-first floor of the Lost Tower, deep in the vast primeval forest.

On a carefully cleared piece of land, a campfire crackled softly, its leaping flames dispelling the chill and darkness of the forest and casting the shadows of the three people sitting around it on the gnarled tree roots and damp moss behind them.

The interior of the tower had no sun, moon, or stars, but on the simulated sky, an illusory galaxy still flowed brilliantly, casting cool, faint light interwoven with the warmth of the campfire.

Above the fire, a simple grill held several plump roasted chickens and some tender fish sizzling with oil, their golden skin slightly charred and crispy, emitting a tempting aroma mixed with the forest’s characteristic scent of grass, wood, and earth.

Everything inside the Lost Tower, be it monsters or the environment, is essentially a magical energy construct, lacking real flesh and blood, and naturally, there are no ordinary prey or fruit to eat. These delicacies certainly did not come from within the tower but were supplies Lynch and his companions brought from outside.

Having reached their level, especially for Kong and Lynch, who were proficient in Space Law, using Space Witchcraft to store supplies was already a basic, well-honed operation.

Before entering the Lost Tower, they naturally stocked their Space Rings or dimensional bags with a vast amount of food, clean water, and other potentially needed materials. This is nearly a standard procedure for any experienced wizard before embarking on a long expedition or seclusion.

Beside the campfire, Vanilla was unapologetically tearing off a rabbit leg, roasted to perfection, tender inside, and taking a large bite, her voice muffled as she praised: “Mmm… You wizards really have a convenient skill! It’s like having a mobile warehouse, bringing whatever you want, no worry about food or drink wherever you go.”

Her tone carried an obvious sense of envy.

Lynch was slicing a piece of chicken with a small knife and, hearing her, looked up at her in some confusion: “What? Didn’t you prepare?” To him, such basic prep was common sense for exploration.

Vanilla rolled her eyes at him, swallowed her food before speaking: “I’m not a wizard; I can’t use space witchcraft that requires magic power to activate.”

She paused, as if recalling something, then added: “Well, although in Farlan City or elsewhere, there are indeed some magic items theoretically usable by mortals, based on certain energy circuits or contracts, but…”

She shrugged, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness, “My case is rather special, for some reason, those things usually can’t function or are very ineffective in my hands.”

Lynch, now more intrigued, asked further: “So how have you been solving the food issue all these years in the tower?” He found it hard to imagine maintaining high-intensity combat without food intake. Unless through special body modifications or elementalization, even Domain Wizards need regular energy and water replenishment.

Vanilla took another bite of rabbit meat, her expression natural as if discussing a trivial matter: “How else to solve it? By going hungry, of course.”

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