Solo Farming In The Tower Chapter 80 Novels & Stories

"Koo-chee... Wuu... Koo-chee..." When the independent cultivators outside heard that there were indeed treasures inside the tower, their efforts doubled. Many of them even relayed the information to other cultivators under the mountain via Faraway-voice Transfer. In no time at all, more people made their way to the Devil Repressing Tower on flying swords.

I open my mouth— And close it again. Tomorrow, after the parley, when we know what’s coming next, I’ll tell her. The tower is falling, and fuck, it feels incredible.

After Levi typed the last figures into his spreadsheet and emailed it to his assistant, he spun around in his chair to look at the view. The setting sun glinting off the neighboring metal and glass towers was dramatic, but nothing beat a sunset on the farm. Watching that large red-orange ball dip behind the barn and then the trees, the whole sky turning red then purple as a bruise until everything was left in a blue gray shadow with the moon rising above it. It made your heart swell. Despite how badly he had wanted to escape it when he was eighteen, he could now admit he did miss some aspects of the farm.

And this time, they weren’t hiding. -----------++++ *End of Chapter 80*

guess he won't have a choice. End of chapter 82

"We were supposed to be done with this. No more towers. No more codes. Just the dirt and the kid." "The dirt is being cooked, Kaelor. Look at the pressure gauge." Aradaa pointed a shaking finger at a biological node on the wall. It was turning a bruised purple. "If the Overseer finishes this draw, there won't be a farm to go back to. Just a burnt husk floating in a dead sea." "Then I'll rip his throat out. Again." Kaelor’s amber eyes burned with a feral light, reflecting the terrifying architecture of the Hive rising from the trench floor.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Then she told them about the bond. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Not everything. The east tower was hers. The farmhouse was hers. But the fact of it — stated plainly, without apology, without explanation beyond the simple truth — the bond exists, it has existed since the summit, and I did not let it drive my decisions but I will not pretend it is not real. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Silence. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

To everyone’s surprise, James would just tell them to keep the cores even when Xatia and the others voluntarily surrendered their share. After a seemingly long time, their group finally arrived before a tall, majestic tower made of ice. Those five lady cultivators stared in awe at the shiny, intricately designed megastructure. They could also sense an immense amount of Genesis Aura emanating from the tower. “I believe this is the Bromeliere Tower.” James frowned slightly. “Xachary was really sneaky. He purposely indicated the wrong direction on the map.” Xatia dropped her gaze. “For… Master, the Forladtt Map is used with this.”

Cracks appeared along the tower walls. The black creature roared in response. The sound shattered more glass. Peanut cried out and covered her ears. The puppies whimpered. Even Cookie looked terrified. Then suddenly— the journal flipped open. Pages flying wildly. Ink appearing rapidly. A new message formed. SAMUEL CANNOT DO THIS ALONE. The room froze. Then another sentence appeared. THE HEIR MUST ENTER THE TOWER. Silence. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Then Thomas looked down. Slowly.

, The virtual farmer screamed with a frown on his face. "You're getting quite bossy aren't you. Just gimme a hoe or something!". Letting out a deep sigh, while trying hard not to toss the phone out the window. I was really frustrated!! "Permanent weapon chosen. First harvest has begun, you have twenty-four hours to collect the item", the mascot disappeared and a pair of eyes appeared. The game closed by itself after a twenty-four hour count down appeared. That night, I slept believing what Bev had told me. It was probably spammers....