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Chapter 2027, Part 2.25: The Seven Realms Within the Tower
"Hey, Marchett!" the female producer shouted at the man who was cutting steel plates.

"What is it!" The burly man with cratered face, who casually turned off the cutting machine and took off his headphones, was none other than the former Mexican federal agent nicknamed "Cutlass."

“I’ve found you some help.” The female producer seemed to have a good relationship with the tough guy in front of her, who looked fierce but was actually kind-hearted: “It’s an expedition team that just arrived yesterday.”

“I know,” Curved Blade said to the nearby dock, “They’ve found the oil tanker.”

“That’s right.” The female producer said briefly, “Mentor them. Get them familiar with the work as soon as possible.”

“As you wish, madam.” Scimitar adjusted his cowboy hat. This was cowboy etiquette.

"Just let me know if you need anything," the female producer reminded Captain Nine-Tailed before he left.

“Yes, ma’am.” Captain Nine-Tails expressed his gratitude, then turned to Curved Blade and asked with a smile, “Mr. Marchett, what shall we do?”

Faced with a group of beautiful female warriors, Curved Blade reverted to his dull, middle-aged self: "Uh, you guys figure it out."

"Alright." That was exactly what they were waiting for. Although similar scenarios where dialogue drives the plot had been rehearsed in the virtual reality training pod, seeing so many "foreigners" all at once still felt novel to the members of Team Extinction 4. After all, before this, they were all fox spirits from a fantasy world. Since ancient times, the people of China had never seen so many foreigners.

As before, they were grouped by surname: the three Bai sisters, the five Weng sisters, and the three Hu sisters (mother and daughters) were assigned to help build electric winch crossbows, forklift-mounted siege towers, and truck-mounted gasoline drum catapults, respectively. The two Chen sisters stayed behind at the safe house to look after the two surviving flight attendants. Some might ask, since Team 4 already had 13 members, why recruit Princess Jade Face to form the Cyber ​​Fox Spirit Moyun Thirteen? The reason is simple: the Chen sisters are each other's alternate counterparts; from a unique ecological perspective, they only count as one person.

"He has the strength of a four-frame shot." Weng Changting whispered to the busy figure of the curved blade.

“The lord said he has 300 isotopes.” Weng Hongting quietly stuck out her tongue.

“这就是B级角色的优势之一。”吴尘传语道：“通常来说B级角色的星级多半在2星上下，一张人物卡的价格平均在100币左右。300张人物卡即便不打8折，也不过30000币。这是玩家能够承受的价格。参考星级晋升的10×规则，从2星升级到4星，大概需要200个异度同位体。所以说他的上限远不止四框。”

"Why 200?" Hu Xueji couldn't help but ask.

"Because according to the rules of 'The Savior,' in the end, there will be two equally powerful counterparts left, who will share everyone's abilities equally. In other words, in the unknown area, there is at least one other counterpart with the strength of a scimitar with four frames. And this person is likely to be from the opposing faction."

"Therefore, as long as he defeats the opposing faction's counterpart, he can advance to 4 stars." Weng Changting also realized this.

“Of course, this is just an extreme case. If there were a third isotope, the 2× formula would not hold true.” Wu Chen added, “But considering the star rating of this curved-blade four-framed being in front of us, there shouldn’t be a third one.”

"Understood, my lord." Weng Changting was satisfied.

Besides the scimitar, many other surviving characters at the container terminal also benefited from the rules of "The Savior." Just as the middleman told Wu Chen, this was a battle royale for the characters in the Otherworld series.

Wu Chen didn't pay much attention to these survivors, most of whom were around 3 stars, because they were almost all male characters.

Perhaps there are suitable female characters among the survivors who were transferred to ship repair.

However, this isn't Team A's primary mission. Finding the "Halloween Dragon Ball" is the main focus of their adventure. Even whether or not they collect all seven Dragon Balls to summon Shenron and fulfill a dream isn't the most important thing.

“Compared to these cumbersome contraptions, a jar of realgar wine might have a miraculous effect,” Bai Susu joked. “Force the snake demon to reveal itself?” Bai Huahua couldn’t help but laugh, “This is not our place, and the realgar wine probably won’t be enough.”

"The world is vast and diverse, each with its own unique characteristics." Captain Nine-Tailed Fox agreed: "(Fulong Temple) has seven realms within its tower (the seven-tiered tower), which the lord calls 'science fiction'."

"That's true."

With the coordination of the "Superbrain Blockchain," the team progressed quickly, chatting and laughing, impressing the skilled workers around them. In fact, anyone human would naturally be trusted on this isolated island surrounded by pythons. Their background, purpose, gender, age—none mattered. The survivors in the container who were "opened and eaten" by the python last night were forgotten, and there was no time for grief. Because only being alive had meaning. The question, "Who are you?" was subconsciously answered as "You are alive," which was enough.

Working from sunrise to sunset, the survivors successfully patched up the gap in the container wall left by the python attack the previous night, and even reinforced it. Most of the damaged electric melee weapons were also repaired. Coupled with the unverified legend of the specially sewn snakeskin armor that repels snakes, all these favorable conditions finally bolstered the survivors' courage to live on.

"Do you want us to keep watch?" Captain Nine-Tailed asked as he took the simple meal distributed by the female producer.

“No need tonight.” The female producer had clearly given it serious thought. “You’ve been busy all day. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

Sensing the unspoken meaning behind her pause, Captain Nine-Tailed smiled and said, "If there's a tomorrow."

"Yes, let's talk about it when we see the sun rise tomorrow." The female producer skillfully lit a cigarette in her hand.

"Who will be on duty tonight?" Captain Nine-Tailed asked again.

“Matchett, and his butcher squad.” The female producer glanced at the burly man with a pockmarked face who was eating silently not far away: “Don’t be scared by his appearance, there’s an angel living inside him.”

"A scimitar angel?" Captain Nine-Tailed joked.

“Yes.” The female producer smiled and flicked off her cigarette ash. “We call it ‘Death Knell Angel’.”

"The name is quite fitting," Captain Nine-Tailed replied while eating.

"Let's go back early." The female producer glanced at her watch: "Sunset is in 10 minutes."

"I understand." Captain Nine-Tailed asked casually, "By the way, are there any other survivor camps in this area?"

"Yes, definitely." The female producer stubbed out her cigarette with a deep look in her eyes. Before leaving, she couldn't help but add, "Don't forget, this is the Amazon rainforest."

“Yes, ma’am.” Although she couldn’t quite grasp the deeper meaning behind those words, Captain Nine-Tailed felt that this was the correct answer to “Are there any other survivor camps?”

So here's the question: What's the connection between the Amazon rainforest and survivor camps?
"Captain, the acoustic sensors have detected an intruder." That night, the Chen sisters, on standby duty, were the first to notice the situation. Thanks to Vortex's unique abilities, the sensors the team had quietly deployed detected the anomaly.

"Show the audio-visual pop-up." Captain Nine-Tailed immediately stood up.

"This is..." The flying monster that came into view once again refreshed the team members' understanding.