My sister is Luna

Cain didn't read the entire diary because there was just too much content. He only skimmed the first, middle, and last sections, paying particular attention to the information about the Tower of the Sun.

The final section abruptly ends with the question, "What is humanity's place in the universe? Should new humans, born from the old world, pursue new morals and ideas or inherit old ones?" It clearly stops writing there.

After shutting down the computer and putting it away, Cain fell into deep thought.

If we only look at the diary, Venus is a wise goddess of love, but the authenticity of it cannot be completely believed. For example, the diary says that Sun Wukong died and was destroyed by the East Wind Altar, but Sun Wukong is right in front of us now and has even woken up from Chen S Bo's hibernation chamber. The two are very different. After all, it is just a diary, with many subjective factors, and can only be used as a reference.

"What should we do next, Cain?" Mulan asked.

“Keep going up until the top of the hundredth floor,” Cain thought for a moment and said. “First, explore the Tower of the Sun, find the key that Nuwa hid, and then go down to the lower levels.”

"Wukong, you're coming too?" Cain looked at Sun Wukong. The other three also looked over.

Sun Wukong has a connection with the Tower of the Sun, so leaving him here unattended is not an option. Cain wonders if taking him along could help them find some clues.

"Hmm." Sun Wukong paused for a moment, then nodded.

Whether it was due to the nutrient solution or not, Sun Wukong gradually regained sensation in his limbs and emerged from his dazed state. Although his memories were still somewhat fragmented, he could ignore them.

For three thousand years, the legend has begun to unfold once more. Under the watchful eyes of Cain and the others, Sun Wukong stood up shakily, rapidly transforming from a toddler learning to walk to a steady young man, his eyes shifting from listless to bright.

He didn't know how the war was going, what had become of his brothers, whether the gods still existed, how much time had passed, or if the world had changed. Even his awakening from the gods' technological hibernation was a mystery. Countless questions filled his mind, which he patiently sorted through.

Sun Wukong adapted to his body quickly. The four of them and the demon seed set off on their journey, heading straight for the hundredth floor, chatting from time to time along the way.

"Brother Cain, what time is it now? How long have I been asleep?"

"Two or three thousand years, you'll have become a legend by then."

"I admire you so much! You resisted oppression and made a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace. Countless people have sung and described your heroic spirit. When I was a child, my dream was to be the Monkey King. I never thought I would meet the real person today. I am so excited."

In that fierce battle, Sun Wukong not only displayed the struggle of the demon race, but also reflected the inner world of those raised by the gods. He is a hero recognized by both humans and demons, and the stories about Sun Wukong continue to be told to this day.

Many humans worship a demon as a hero. This would have been impossible in the age of gods, yet such a drastic change occurred in later generations, which surprised Sun Wukong somewhat.

"Am I that powerful?" Sun Wukong felt that he had done something not too big or too small. He scratched his head embarrassedly and looked around at the high-tech surroundings, feeling both surprised and impressed.

Sun Wukong and his brothers built this tower, but they never climbed up to see what it was like inside. All they received were whips and curses, as this so-called sacred and great building weighed on their shoulders until it was crushed, rotten, and stinking...

"How are the demons living in this era? Judging from your worship of me, they must be doing much better than before," Sun Wukong asked.

"Uh..." At this moment, no one knew how to answer.

After the uprising was suppressed, the demons were scattered, drifting to various places as history changed. Some went into hiding, while others became outlaws, constantly moving from place to place. In human-dominated history, the demons always played a dependent role, and no figure like Sun Wukong ever appeared to lead the various demons.

However, the appearance of Yunmengze has provided a good place for the demons.

“The gods are almost all dead, and the demons have been freed from their shackles. They are also very tenacious. You can go and see Yunmengze after everything is over,” Cain said.

This aroused Sun Wukong's curiosity.

Soon, they arrived at the 100th floor without any obstacles. The views from the rooms above the 50th floor were almost all the same, with little variation, and the top floor was no exception.

Nothing was found on the top floor either; it was an equally empty and desolate space, without even the key that Nuwa had hinted at.

The only place that hasn't been explored yet is the tenth basement level. Clearly, all the clues point there, whether it's Hell or the key.

We returned to the first level, where the ice and snow were whistling through the air once more.

While Cain and the others were searching for the entrance to the tenth basement level, Sun Wukong stood there blankly, staring in one direction, and no one else noticed the step he had taken.

"Sun Wukong!" Seeing Sun Wukong walk away and disappear to the side, the others quickly followed.

Upon entering, a stench hit you, and the wind howled outside, but the cold vanished without a trace, as if you were in a secluded paradise.

We've arrived at the basement level.

……

The world was filled with swirling snow, and the cold wind seemed to be trying to stop Luna from moving forward.

She was wrapped in a thick fur coat, squinting to try to find her way. The surrounding white expanse blurred her senses, and even the compass needles were erratic.

Luna had only been in this far north for a short time and hadn't seen a single person, not even the Tower of the Sun. The wind and snow had obscured everything, making visibility extremely low.

The desolation here made Luna doubt whether she had made a mistake in her judgment. What kind of creature could survive for a long time in this harsh, icy land?

It's understandable that no one pays attention here; what makes this so-called hellish place suitable as a base?

No, we can't think like that. Before we find the Tower of the Sun, everything is just my speculation. We can't give up yet, as long as there is still hope!

Luna was determined; the fierce wind and snow could not stop her, for her brother was still waiting for her.

Luna's mind was filled with memories of the past and her brother. In winter, Cain would hold her little hands and breathe on them to rub them.

Having found her brother, Luna felt a surge of excitement, knowing he could continue to warm her hands.

"Crack—" Luna stepped on something hard.

"A bone?" Luna dug through the snow to take a look.

Some more skeletons were found nearby.

This meant she was getting closer to its center. Luna was overjoyed; she was almost there, and her destination was probably near.

"boom--"

A tremor came from the snow.

Luna steadied herself, and suddenly she saw a tall, slender black shadow in the distance.

"The Tower of the Sun!"

Having determined her direction, Luna suppressed her excitement and quickened her pace.

……