176: Big gamble!

The lobby of the Tower of Babel was incredibly noisy, with numerous second-year seniors laughing at Gao Yuanfeng, believing he was just spouting nonsense.

A freshman who had only enrolled a month ago, even if he were the strongest freshman in the Dragon Kingdom this year, could absolutely never enter the fourth difficulty level of the Tower of Babel.

And it wasn't just them; even the third-year seniors who were in the same camp as Gao Yuanfeng felt at this moment that Gao Yuanfeng's words sounded like bragging.

If Wang Chen could enter the fourth difficulty level now, he would already be on par with the average level of third-year seniors.

In their eyes, this was simply a fantasy!

"Heh!"

Hearing the mocking voices in his ears, Gao Yuanfeng let out a disdainful sneer:

"Do you think Wang Chen is the same as trash like you?"

Sweeping his gaze over Zhao Wanqiu and Sun Zongsheng, Gao Yuanfeng said mockingly:

"Do not assume that just because you cannot do something, a true Genius like Junior Apprentice-Brother Wang Chen cannot do it either!"

"Today, I'm laying it out here: Junior Apprentice-Brother Wang Chen will definitely be able to break into the fourth difficulty level. If you don't believe it, let's make a bet!"

Hearing Gao Yuanfeng's words, the expressions of many second-year students in the lobby changed instantly.

No one expected that Gao Yuanfeng would actually have such confidence in Wang Chen, and even dared to make a bet.

However...

There were very few people in the lobby who hesitated; the majority still felt that Gao Yuanfeng was just bragging.

"Heh!"

Zhao Wanqiu curled her lips, her pretty face, which looked somewhat mean-spirited, filled with disdain.

"Since Senior High has such confidence, then let's make a bet!"

"I'll put up five thousand credits, betting that Wang Chen cannot enter the fourth difficulty level!"

"Good!"

"Since you're participating, Wanqiu, I can't be left behind."

Beside them, seeing Zhao Wanqiu speak up, Sun Zongsheng stepped forward and said with a cold sneer:

"I happened to complete a task assigned by the school during the holidays; I'll put up ten thousand credits."

Following Zhao Wanqiu and Sun Zongsheng's wagers, many second-year students in the lobby became restless.

"I'll put up one thousand credits, betting that Wang Chen cannot enter the fourth difficulty level!"

"I'll match with two thousand credits; Wang Chen will definitely be stuck at the third difficulty level."

"I'll put up five hundred credits, just joining in on the fun with everyone."

The second-year students felt this bet was a guaranteed win and rushed to respond to Sun Zongsheng and Zhao Wanqiu, taking out credits to bet that Wang Chen could not enter the fourth difficulty level.

Meanwhile, in the lobby, many of the third-year seniors who belonged to the same camp as Gao Yuanfeng had their eyes flicker at this moment.

In their view, Gao Yuanfeng proposing this bet was simply insane!

A freshman who had only enrolled a month ago, with only the strength of a level 70 second-rank, how could he possibly enter the fourth difficulty level of the Tower of Babel?

"Could Gao Yuanfeng be looking to play the role of a Santa Claus today?"

For a moment, many third-year seniors were restless; if not for considering their respective stances, they would have all placed bets along with the second-years.

"Heh!"

Watching this scene of eager sign-ups, Gao Yuanfeng let out a cold sneer, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

In his eyes at this moment, these eagerly signing-up second-year juniors were all lush green leeks waiting to be harvested!

He dared to propose such a wager, although partly due to the strength Wang Chen displayed at the National Freshman Competition, but most importantly, it was because of Chi Xiaoyu.

Although Chi Xiaoyu's strength among the third-year students wasn't top-tier, her perception of Qi was absolutely unrivaled.

When the group teamed up, because of Chi Xiaoyu, they had avoided many crises.

Therefore, if Chi Xiaoyu said Wang Chen could do it, then he definitely could!

Gao Yuanfeng trusted his teammates implicitly!

"Xiaoyu, Gaolou, record all these guys who are placing bets."

Turning his head to instruct his teammates, Gao Yuanfeng laughed extremely happily.

After instructing his teammates, he turned his gaze toward those third-year acquaintances.

"Hey!"

"Do you guys want to participate?"

Gao Yuanfeng asked with a chuckle.

"This... is that really okay?"

Some third-year seniors asked hesitantly.

"Exactly, the credits wagered now have already exceeded fifty thousand points. If you lose, do you have the ability to pay up? You won't welsh on the debt, will you?"

Some people also suspected that Gao Yuanfeng would eventually try to welsh on the debt and not be able to come up with the credits for the payout.

"Don't worry!"

Seeing that these people were also tempted, the smile on Gao Yuanfeng's face grew even broader.

"You all know what kind of person I am; my word is my bond. When have I ever welched on a debt?"

"If I lose, even if I have to smash my pots and sell my scrap, or even sell off these teammates of mine, I will still come up with the corresponding credits to pay you all!"

He said with an incredibly solemn tone, slapping his chest with a thud.

This appearance made Gaolou, Chi Xiaoyu, and the others roll their eyes involuntarily.

Why sell us? Why not sell yourself?

However, as Gao Yuanfeng said this, the tempted third-year seniors also made up their minds.

"Alright, Old Gao, your credibility is still guaranteed. I'll put up ten thousand credits, betting that Wang Chen cannot enter the fourth difficulty level!"

"Then I'll put up five thousand credits!"

"I'll put up eight thousand!"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the lobby became noisy again; almost eighty percent of the students had participated.

Once things settled down, Gao Yuanfeng, Chi Xiaoyu, and the others tallied the list.

The credits put up by students who believed Wang Chen could not enter the fourth difficulty level reached as high as one hundred and ten thousand.

"Good heavens!"

"One hundred and ten thousand credits? The five of us in our team can't even earn that much in a semester!"

Seeing the number on the tally, the honest Chi Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.

"That's right, if we lose this, I'm afraid even selling us wouldn't be enough, right?"

Gaolou and Su Mingyang on the side were also visibly shaken.

"What are you all worrying about?"

Among the five, only Gao Yuanfeng was chuckling.

"Losing is impossible!"

"We'll give half of these one hundred and ten thousand credits to Junior Apprentice-Brother Wang Chen, and split the rest among ourselves. It's equivalent to the harvest of several S-rank missions."

Gao Yuanfeng treasured the tally list in his hands, his eyes almost turning into the shape of credits.

Meanwhile.

After stepping into the portal, Wang Chen arrived directly at the first floor of the Tower of Babel.

The space on this first floor was extremely vast, with an area equal to that of a large football field.

In such a vast space, even if Ice Purity manifested in her combat state, it would be enough for her to let loose and play.

"It seems the Tower of Babel considers the challengers' situations very comprehensively!"

Looking around, Wang Chen thought silently in his heart.

The combat space being so vast clearly took into account the different classes of the challengers.

For some ranged classes, if the combat space were very narrow, it would inherently limit their strength.

Especially for squishy classes like mages, who cannot create distance for combat; when they encounter melee opponents, they wouldn't even dare to speak loudly.

[Ding!]

Just at this moment.

A mechanical voice suddenly rang in Wang Chen's ears.