Chapter 106

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Chapter 106: Let’s Begin, the New Meeting

“In short, a troublesome woman.”

Bai Yan could sense the Moon Witch’s pursuit. He knew she enjoyed having fun, but he didn’t feel afraid of her—she wasn’t a psychotic villain.

Throughout the first playthrough, she had always wanted to join the legendary Babel Tower.

After finally becoming a member, the “Moon Witch” expressed immense joy, claiming she had fulfilled a millennia-old wish through countless reincarnations.

Although Bai Yan didn’t fully understand her motivations, it was clear that she was eager to emerge from the “pool.”

However, with the Moon Witch constantly keeping an eye on him, Bai Yan knew that his life wouldn’t be easy from now on. He sighed heavily.

Even at home… it wasn’t necessarily safe.

Yes, now that she had made it clear she was watching him, it was entirely possible for her to set up observational spells in his house. If she were to spy on him while he played Babel Tower at home, she could very well uncover his true identity.

“…”

The consequences of his identity being exposed would be unimaginable. Bai Yan frowned at the thought.

In the worst-case scenario, the Moon Witch might confine him by force and interrogate him to uncover the truth behind Babel Tower.

“It’s better not to let that happen,” Bai Yan muttered to himself.

He realized he wasn’t a match for her.

The current “Moon Witch” was incredibly powerful. While she wasn’t as strong as the former “Queen of the Scarlet Moon,” she was still far beyond the abilities of operators like “Nightsaber,” “Psychic Dancer,” or “Mysterious Magic” at the beginning stages.

With half of the Ruin-level Relic, Book of Concealment, in her possession, ordinary superhumans who weren’t at the Crown level stood no chance against her.

Ruin-level is the highest tier of Relic, and even in Babel Tower, only a handful of Ruin-level Relics were ever mentioned.

In the world of Noah, very few people were even aware of the Ruin-level Relics. Mu Ling and Maryse, for instance, had never even heard of them.

If Relics were classified more precisely, they could likely be divided into four tiers: ordinary Relic, advanced Relic, Civilization-level Relic, and Ruin-level Relic.

The Book of Concealment was part of the Ruin-level Relic.

As for the whereabouts of the other part? Even Bai Yan wasn’t sure. Every time he encountered the Moon Witch in his previous life, she had already collected the missing piece.

He only remembered that the effects of the Ruin-level Relics were extraordinary—they didn’t merely enhance combat power.

They could change the world.

One of the effects of a Ruin-level Relic was its ability to forcefully establish new rules for the entire world. Anyone who violated those rules would be punished, even gods.

This thought made Bai Yan uneasy. Whether he was at home or using his phone at the office, he felt as though the Moon Witch might be monitoring him.

So, where could he find an absolutely safe place?

Does such a ‘safe house’ even exist?

Hmm…

Suddenly, it struck him.

He had always had access to such a place but hadn’t paid much attention to it before.

Bai Yan realized that the place, filled with secrets, was worth further exploration.

“Hmm, let’s go there,” he decided.

There was a place that was absolutely safe—a place where even the Moon Witch couldn’t spy on him.

Babel Tower.

***

Bai Yan once again entered the interior of Babel Tower.

He sat on a lofty throne, behind which a colossal golden sun radiated light. The wind blew incessantly around him.

Bai Yan could feel the warmth of the sunlight on his skin.

This was undeniably a real world.

He retrieved his phone. Babel Tower ran smoothly here, and the interior of the Babel Tower was an absolutely secure place.

“The leader of Babel Tower plays Babel Tower inside Babel Tower… to prevent the members of Babel Tower from discovering that the leader of Babel Tower has Babel Tower.”

This, in essence, was the situation.

Bai Yan looked at his phone and noticed that Alan’s mood had recently taken a downturn again. The new member’s morale wasn’t particularly high either, so he dragged them both into “Recovery Spring.”

After initiating the operation, a thought struck him.

Recovery Spring was divided into “male,” “female,” and “asexual” zones, meaning that where they soaked in the “spring water” wouldn’t be the same place.

Bai Yan recalled that the so-called “Recovery Spring” was, in fact, an ocean.

“If I go there now, will I run into them straight away?”

***

Everything in the house was collapsing, vanishing, and disintegrating into its most basic particles.

The world shattered and then reassembled in the next instant.

Alan took a deep breath and observed everything around him until he confirmed that he had entered a new world, one vastly different from reality.

White mist enveloped everything, and he found himself walking on a white sandy beach. Above him, three suns radiated a soft golden light.

This was Alan’s first visit to the Recovery Spring.

“Is this the inside of Babel Tower? What is the purpose of this spring water… Should I touch it or not?”

Whatever. Let’s just go with the flow.

Alan bent down, letting his fingers lightly touch the soft seawater. In an instant, his mind went blank, as though he had become one with the ocean.

This feeling…

It was as if he was tasting that exquisite cuisine again…

So joyful…

It was like returning to the very beginning of his origin…

Alan lay down on the white sand beach, a satisfied smile on his lips, clearly having reached the pinnacle of happiness.

Draped in a black robe, Bai Yan approached from the side, his face completely obscured. He nudged the fallen man with his foot.

“I’ve never witnessed the power of this ‘Spring’ firsthand before. It’s remarkable how profound the reaction is after just touching the seawater here.”

Bai Yan gazed calmly at the boundless sea. This “Recovery Spring” seemed to possess some magical power that attracted people to merge with it.

“Temptation?” he murmured.

But he resisted.

Bai Yan disliked anything that could cause him to lose his senses. Whether in his past life or his current one, he had never truly been drunk, always pretending to be intoxicated during reunions and graduation dinners.

To Bai Yan, getting drunk and revealing his true self in front of others was no different from doing a handstand with his pants down.

Thus, he wasn’t particularly eager to try the magical properties of the “Recovery Spring.”

“I see,” he mused, “so there’s more than one ‘Spring’… The sand over there is golden, while this side is white.”

Bai Yan smiled faintly, and in the next moment, he was already at the golden beach of Babel Tower.

Now, the “Cybertyrant” was also inside Babel Tower.

It was her first encounter with Babel Tower.

“Why didn’t she heal her own body…” Bai Yan squinted his eyes, slightly curious.

***

On the golden beach, a pitch-black mechanical wheelchair stood out, looking both conspicuous and out of place.

The disabled girl seated in it sat silently, contemplating the scene before her.

Three golden suns, a golden beach, an endless ocean—everything about it challenged her previous understanding.

Had she been transported to another world?

“Recovery Spring?”

Amy pondered for a long time. She didn’t rashly enter the seawater but instead emitted a dazzling red light from her artificial eye.

Soon, a mechanical tentacle extended from her wheelchair and dipped into the sea, beginning to extract samples.

In the process of analyzing the components…

Unable to resolve…

Unable to resolve…

Unable to resolve…

“Strange. But one thing is certain—this is definitely not ordinary seawater. The interior of Babel Tower is indeed mysterious… completely incomprehensible.”

After contemplating for a moment, Amy’s frail and feeble body remained motionless as the mechanical tentacle retracted from the seawater and began absorbing the sand and pebbles on the golden beach.

[Analyzing ingredients…]

[Natural round-grained memory sand. It is composed of a large number of fragmented memories and exists only in a few records as a mysterious substance.]

Amy was stunned.

Were these endless golden sand beaches surrounding her all fragments of shattered memories?

Interesting!

She raised her gaze to the three suns in the sky, her curiosity growing with each passing moment. Her pale face flushed slightly.

Unfortunately, there was currently no way to detect the composition of those three suns. Perhaps they weren’t even real suns?

Exploring the novel and the unknown filled Amy with an irresistible urge. She hadn’t had many hobbies since childhood, but this certainly counted as one.

“Since it’s called Recovery Spring, it shouldn’t be harmful. Moreover, if the ‘Savior’ wanted to harm me, I wouldn’t be able to resist anyway.”

After logically analyzing the situation, Amy calmly maneuvered her mechanical wheelchair forward.

As the black wheelchair sank gradually into the water, Amy’s nerves tightened. The sea rose steadily, eventually touching her thin and weak lower body, which had no legs.

And then… nothing.

A wave of indescribable happiness surged through her.

How long had it been since she had felt this kind of joy? Amy didn’t know. For some reason, she wanted to cry… but she couldn’t.

Even in such a euphoric state, Amy remained the only one who retained a modicum of sanity.

Recovery Spring didn’t restore her physical disability. Evidently, the long-lost parts of a grown body weren’t considered part of an “injury.”

Bai Yan silently observed from afar, showing no inclination to approach.

The so-called “Cybertyrant” was merely a pitiful young girl.

She hadn’t chosen to restore her body, and there must have been an important reason for this decision. There was no need for further persuasion.

Respect her choice.

Without a word, Bai Yan turned and left Babel Tower. In the real world, he was hiding in the restroom of a ubiquitous department store.

***

The next day.

Bai Yan initiated Babel Tower’s internal meeting for the third time.

He sat atop a tall crystal throne, while the ceiling of the crystal palace was completely transparent. Above him stretched the vast, dark universe, adorned with countless dazzling stars that sparkled brilliantly.

Amidst the thick and vibrant clouds of black mist, the silhouettes of four Core Operators gradually took shape.