Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1093 - 196:

Yu Miaomiao walked in front, followed by the woman in the black dress.

As she approached, Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi felt their exposed skin outside their clothes being painfully pricked.

Mind you, this was still when their eyes were closed and they were in the environment of the high tower.

A gentle gust of air emanated from within the high tower, blowing solely at Yu Miaomiao, stirring her hair, as if guiding her, indicating that she could now go downstairs.

Yu Miaomiao stopped in front of Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi, first speaking to Zhao Yi:

"Try and see if the name of your Jiujiang Zhao can get things moving."

Then, she looked at Li Zhiyuan and sneered, "This isn't a place where you belong."

Li Zhiyuan nodded.

Yu Cangsheng had once angrily called her a fool for not having figured out the opponent's identity by now.

She wasn't pretending; just like when she forgot to hold a piece of broken jade for insurance, she genuinely didn't have strong suspicions about the young man's background.

Li Zhiyuan indeed didn't like to introduce himself in front of living people, but under normal circumstances, just a bit of contact would reveal clues from each other's methods.

Just like Zhao Yi beside him, he figured it out back then.

Yu Miaomiao, holding a bell, led the woman in the black dress downstairs.

The last thing she said was, "Move quickly, don't keep me waiting too long at the ground floor."

Zhao Yi couldn't help but chuckle, "How does she manage to be so confident all the time?"

Li Zhiyuan: "It's nice, that way one can always be happy."

At this time, because one bell had already been removed, the long-lasting lamp at this level seemed to dim a bit, and this trend was slowly continuing.

This should be an urging from the high tower, meaning time was of the essence.

Li Zhiyuan asked Zhao Yi, "Do you want to offer a prayer?"

Zhao Yi shook his head, "Forget it, it's not worth the effort; I'll head to the next floor, choosing happiness from two options."

Zhao Yi waved his hand and went downstairs.

Li Zhiyuan's gaze lingered on the scholar and the old man.

He was making a decision, and this decision was really difficult.

His glance swept past the long-lasting lamp; unfortunately, there wasn't much time left.

Zhao Yi stood on the tenth floor, with a man and a woman sitting on two chairs in front of him.

Earlier, it was these two who rang the bell for him.

Zhao Yi rubbed his chin with his fingers.

"Choosing two from three, leaving one, am I doomed to death?"

The Yu Family's daughter is very strong, regardless of before or after injury, and moreover, she brought down a helper from the eleventh floor, but Zhao Yi thought he still had a chance to fight with her.

But the problem was, there was also a young man upstairs.

He truly lacked the confidence to compete with that young man for the slim chance of survival.

"A slim chance... a slim chance..."

The Life and Death Door on Zhao Yi's forehead began to wriggle quickly.

He didn't want to die; he wanted to survive, and he hurriedly participated in this wave to extend his life.

The content from the mural on the first floor rapidly flipped through his mind, especially the last third portion.

He looked conflicted, "Is there another, stranger truth? What exactly is the bell testing here?"

Zhao Yi opened his hands and clenched his fists.

Then raised one finger, but when trying to raise the second one, it just wouldn't go up.

Because this idea, here for him, had only a ten percent chance.

Even less than ten percent, simply because he couldn't chop his pinky into segments to make it more precise.

"If it's like this, then it's too crazy, nothing different from gambling."

Zhao Yi shook his head, starting over again from another perspective to deduce his chances of winning against the Yu Family's daughter and also that young man should he invite one of these two downstairs.

He held his breath, his heart pounding, the Life and Death Door warping; yet ultimately, he couldn't even manage to extend his pinky.

"Isn't this a sure death?"

Zhao Yi was tired, sank to the floor.

"Pop!"

He opened a can of Jianlibao, something he had swiped from his good friend Lin Shuyou's backpack. That guy initially didn't want to give it, saying it was all for Brother Xiao Yuan.

Once he said, "If you don't give it to me, I'll ask Brother Tan," Lin Shuyou promptly handed him a can.

"Gulp, gulp..."

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."

He drank too quickly and got choked.

He wiped his nose and mouth with his sleeve, then with a forceful flick, fell back:

"Alright, I'll gamble!"

...

Eleventh floor.

Li Zhiyuan walked up to the scholar, slicing his own finger to let his blood drip into the bell in front of the scholar.

But he stopped when it was barely more than halfway full, retracting his finger and gently sucking on the tip.

He never had this habit before, but now, he cherishes every drop of his blood, worried that missing just one could lead to Brother Runsheng forcing him to eat an egg.

Of course, not filling the bell wasn't really because of that.

Once the bell was filled with quite a bit of blood, the tower's suppressive force on the scholar lessened considerably.

Li Zhiyuan attempted to reach out for the wordless book in the scholar's hands.

However, no sooner did his fingertip touch the book than a force that was exceptionally strong for him descended upon him.

The boy's body first swayed, then staggered back to sit on the ground.

"The array here is really powerful."

Li Zhiyuan stood up, dusted his hands, and then opened his right palm, letting a mist of blood slowly seep out.

The boy's eyes swept around, his fingertips constantly moving, arranging an array.

Trying to completely break this tower is utterly impossible for him now; not even the one who designed the tower could succeed.

But, to pry a little at the corner, Li Zhiyuan thought there might be a slight chance. He only needed to further lessen the suppressive effect on this area before him.

...

Time slowly passed.

The brightness of the long-lasting lamp had already become quite weak, followed by the tower gradually generating a force of repulsion.

On the first floor, standing at the tower's entrance with the woman in a black dress holding a sword, Yu Miaomiao muttered bitterly to herself:

"Lazy donkey, more fuss than work!"

...

Eleventh floor.

"Huff... Huff... Huff..."

Next to Li Zhiyuan, thin ceramic strands emerged, turning and weaving rapidly, finally solidifying entirely in the instant the boy's palm clasped tight — the array was formed!

Li Zhiyuan dared not delay, not just because the tower's repulsion towards him was becoming increasingly apparent, but also because the temporary array he designed only lasted for a short time.

The boy's hand grasped the wordless book from the scholar's hand.

"Ah..."

It hurt, still, a sensation as if the skin was about to burst and bones would crack.

The boy clenched his teeth, his knuckles turning white from exertion.

Finally,

"Snap!"

The wordless book was seized by the boy from the scholar's hand!

The array vanished.

Li Zhiyuan supported himself with his hands on his knees, head lowered, gasping intensely. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

It wasn't easy, quite a struggle, but thankfully, he managed to seize it.

Li Zhiyuan held the book, walking downstairs.

Reaching the tenth floor, he saw Zhao Yi clinging to the stair railing, gasping laboriously, looking like a defeated flower.

Li Zhiyuan: "Why are you still here? I thought you'd gone down already."

Earlier on the floor above, when placing the array, Li Zhiyuan had isolated himself from external perception, having no spare mind to attend to other floors' happenings.

"I was waiting for you."

Li Zhiyuan looked behind Zhao Yi, seeing no one following.

Glancing around the tenth floor, nine people were all seated as before, nobody missing.

Li Zhiyuan: "Where's your group?"

Zhao Yi: "I didn't call. I'm quitting the bet, surrendering directly, hoping you'll be gentle when you kill me, considering how accommodating I've been."

Soon, Zhao Yi struggled to look behind Li Zhiyuan, initially shocked, then overjoyed, followed by disbelief:

"No, where's your group? You've been up there for so long, couldn't call them?"

"I didn't call."

Zhao Yi opened his mouth, now showing absolute delight: "Hahaha, looks like I gambled right this time. I'm finally getting it right!"

Li Zhiyuan: "This isn't certain."

Zhao Yi said indifferently: "No worries, if we die, we die together. With you to accompany me in the grave, I don't feel it's a loss."

Li Zhiyuan: "Let's go down. If we delay further, I'm afraid you'll be crushed into cardiac arrest here."

"Alright." Zhao Yi grasped the stair railing, following the boy downstairs, asking again as he went, "Since you didn't call, why were you up there for so long?"

Walking ahead, Li Zhiyuan raised the wordless book in his hand:

"Since I was already here, I seized a treasure on the way."