"We still need to observe carefully. By the end of the day, let's see what's on the mural."
"Actually, looking at it now, thirty jars... perhaps we can still handle it. After all, the worst-case scenario is losing thirty people..."
"But from what I know about the Deceit Tower's mechanisms, it will definitely get harder day by day."
Wen Xishu still felt a chill down his spine.
So he guessed that there might be more than thirty jars tomorrow.
Within seven days, either the shoe woman returns to the world, or she is completely eliminated.
Ling Fu nodded, his smile reappeared. After changing the topic, he could maintain a smile again.
"Lord Wen Xishu, do you think... gods really exist in this world?"
"What was the role of the shoe woman before she was sealed in the jar?"
"Did she get those shoes after the apocalypse, or did she have such a powerful artifact even before the apocalypse?"
Ling Fu's words made Wen Xishu involuntarily look at him.
