135: Chapter 135 Everyone Copying Homework

Lin Ye planted his first step firmly; the stone tile remained silent.

His second step landed, likewise triggering no mechanisms.

He did not walk in a straight line.

He stepped diagonally half a pace to the left, landing on a stone tile with shallow cracks.

Zhao Mengmeng followed behind, her boot soles landing precisely in his footprints.

She kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to be distracted.

Ice needles were hidden in the gaps between the tiles, and a giant guardian lay prone directly ahead.

A deviation of half an inch meant death.

Lin Ye did not walk fast, pausing for a moment every two or three steps.

His Left Eye flickered at high frequency between his opening and closing eyelids, rapidly draining the last of his mental energy.

Dotted red light.

Linear hazards.

Colorless safe zones.

Eight steps ahead, a trigger line lay horizontally on the right.

Beneath three flat tiles on the left, there was a connection to a collapse shaft.

On the contrary, that cracked stone tile in the middle was the cleanest.

Lin Ye's combat boot pressed onto that cracked tile without hesitation.

"Click."

The stone tile bore the weight and sank half an inch.

Zhao Mengmeng clenched her back teeth, a layer of cold sweat seeping from her back.

No ice needles pierced the air.

No tiles collapsed.

The statue remained motionless.

She lowered her voice and cursed, "This damn door is specifically designed to scam honest people."

Lin Ye didn't look back, "So don't be an honest person."

Behind.

Blake stared intently at Lin Ye's boot soles.

Watching the Great Xia person pass eight tiles in a row unscathed, he moved immediately.

"Follow his footprints."

The USA companion immediately stepped into the shallow depression where Lin Ye had started.

Blake had a massive build; he could only walk on his tiptoes to control his center of gravity, forcibly shortening his stride to squeeze into his predecessor's footprints.

Ivan followed, stepping out from the cover.

The Russia man carried his bone pickaxe horizontally behind his back, wasting no words and directly replicating the route.

Pride couldn't save a life.

The two people from United Kingdom followed closely behind.

The lame Challenger from France had a livid expression, dragging his injured leg as he obediently fell into line.

The Great Xia Live Stream chat was scrolling at lightning speed.

［It's starting, it's starting! A massive scene of top global Challengers copying homework!］

［Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Now you don't even dare to misstep by a fraction of an inch!］

［That big guy from USA has such huge feet, yet he's forcing himself to tiptoe like he's dancing ballet. It's killing me.］

［They're all following right behind Brother Eye's butt; how obedient!］

The overseas livestream chat broke down on the spot.

［This is called tactical following!］

［The Great Xia person just got lucky and didn't trigger anything!］

［If you're so capable, have your own people walk in front and scout!］

［Shut up, all of you! Blake just needs to get into the tower!］

Lin Ye ignored the commotion behind him.

Footsteps followed one after another.

The more people there were, the more targets there would be to take the blame if the statues happened to wake up.

He stopped on the fifteenth tile.

The tiles ahead were arranged in a triangular pattern.

The tile on the left was cracked down the middle.

The middle one was covered in thick ice.

The one on the right was smooth and clean.

His Left Eye opened and closed in an instant.

Beneath the smooth, clean right tile, a dotted red light glowed blindingly, with four leading wires running straight into the bottom groove.

Beneath the thin ice, there was also a linear red light.

The cracked tile on the left, on the contrary, was extremely clean.

Lin Ye pressed his right foot onto the outermost corner of the cracked stone tile.

Zhao Mengmeng stepped firmly onto it.

Seeing this, Blake's gaze became even colder.

Avoiding the intact tiles and specifically stepping on the damaged, cracked stones.

This wasn't a test that could be made based on experience alone.

Blake's fingers tightened around his bone spear.

If the Great Xia person entered the tower, he would inevitably consume the most core resources.

The food and energy supply lines within the USA were collapsing.

If this Great Xia person obtained another high-tier feedback, the national destiny scores between the two countries would completely reverse.

Once inside the door, he had to be killed.

Zhao Mengmeng walked in front.

Without turning back, her lips moved slightly, "That white-skinned bear behind us, his killing intent is about to burn a hole through the back of my neck."

Lin Ye's voice was extremely soft, "Listen to his footsteps."

"Why?"

"After we enter the tower, find an opportunity to let him walk in front."

Zhao Mengmeng chuckled, "Brilliant. Let him open a VIP passage for us."

The two of them didn't converse any further.

The main gate of the Giant Tower was close at hand.

The frozen exotic beasts on both sides remained in a crouching posture.

The long line snaked forward, avoiding all the red light traps and cutting into the base of the giant gate.

The patterns on the giant gate presented an oppressive sense of magnitude.

Like fractured mountains and rivers, or stacked gears.

The wind and snow collided with the bronze-colored metal, their sounds completely absorbed and dissipated.

Lin Ye raised his hand and pressed against the seam of the two giant doors.

It was tight and seamless; at most, one could insert half a fingernail.

Zhao Mengmeng leaned against it and slammed her shoulder into it hard.

The gate didn't even vibrate, "This hunk of iron is wickedly heavy."

Lin Ye pushed and pressed with one hand, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Blake stood five meters behind and spoke coldly, "You can't push it open with just two hands."

Lin Ye didn't respond.

He lowered his gaze.

Along the bottom edge of the gate, there was a very long load-bearing groove on both the left and right.

It was enough to accommodate a dozen people applying force simultaneously.

This gate had no mechanical pivot.

It could only be pushed open by pure brute force.

Lin Ye turned his head to look in the direction of Russia.

Ivan understood the purpose of the grooves.

He dragged his heavy pickaxe and strode forward, his gloved palms slamming heavily onto the left side of the gate.

Blake stuck his bone spear into a stone crevice and stepped forward with force.

The two people from United Kingdom exchanged a glance and bit the bullet, pressing forward.

The French person wrapped a hemp rope tightly around his waist, using his remaining leg and shoulder blade to brace against the bronze gate simultaneously.

The twelve survivors split into two rows.

They stood apart, each with their weapons hanging in the most convenient position.

Zhao Mengmeng leveled her shoulders, "Does this door require outsourcing for team building?"

Lin Ye leaned his back against the copper door, "Save your breath, push."

A half-sentence of stiff Great Xia language rolled from Blake's throat, "Together!"

There was no countdown.

All muscles tensed at the same second.

The giant gate didn't move.

Only the thick metal inside emitted an extremely dull, rumbling sound.

The recoil force surged through her wrists into her bones, making Zhao Mengmeng's teeth go numb.

The veins on Ivan's forehead bulged, and the soles of his military boots gouged two white marks into the black rock tiles.

The old wound wrapped tightly on Blake's right shoulder burst open, blood staining his leather armor, but his shoulder continued to push inward with all his might.

Lin Ye braced his left shoulder against the gate's groove.

The gears of his Dark Weaver bracer on his right arm locked tight.

Zhao Mengmeng's cheeks flushed red, the inherent toughness of a Sichuan-Chongqing native surging up, "Open, damn you!"

"Click-clack."

A heavy sound of a locking tongue snapping came from deep within the bronze.

The ground rumbled.

The two giant doors slowly shifted inward, creating a gap.

Stale cold air, wrapped in deep darkness, spewed out from the gap.

The gap was forcibly widened to half a person's width.

The sound of breaking ice came from the ten-meter statues on both sides simultaneously!

Two pairs of huge, scarlet eyes lit up eerily beneath the ice shells!

The two people from United Kingdom slipped on the spot.

Lin Ye roared, "Push it all the way! Don't let go!"

No one dared to withdraw their strength at this moment.

One couldn't squeeze through a half-open door; once the guardians fully awakened, they would all die on the plaza.

The giant gate rumbled backward along its tracks!

The gap expanded to two meters wide.

The thick darkness cut off their line of sight.

The raging, extreme cold wind and snow outside were pulled into the tower, emitting a shrill, hollow sound.

Lin Ye pulled back and retreated.

Hans's bone blade was held in a reverse grip in his right hand, and the damaged Fire Axe was pressed against his left palm.

Zhao Mengmeng leveled her crossbow, her figure flickering as she pressed tightly against his back.

Blake was just about to jockey for position and rush inside.

Lin Ye had already sidestepped to seize the center line, taking one step into the pitch-black door gap.

Zhao Mengmeng followed closely inside.

The interior of the tower was paved with black rock.

Their boot soles planted firmly, the echoes refracting in layers against the inner walls that reached into the unseen heights.

Lin Ye took three steps and stopped decisively.

He turned his body, leaving the most ample shooting channel for the crossbow behind him.

Blake crashed into the doorway.

Upon landing, he rolled to the right, his bone spear held horizontally across his chest.

Ivan squeezed in forcefully from the left, his bone pickaxe slamming heavily onto the ground.

The rest of them filed in one after another, the French person dragging his injured leg as he crawled inside.

At the end of the line, a Challenger from a small country had just stuck half his body across the threshold.

The mechanism beneath the Giant Tower emitted a harsh, grating sound.

The massive bronze giant gate suddenly slammed shut outward!

The small-country Challenger was terrified out of his wits, struggling frantically to dive inside.

However, his bulging supply backpack was firmly caught between the rapidly closing bronze walls!

He clawed at the tiled floor with both hands, letting out a miserable scream.

Blake stood to one side and kicked out violently with his right leg.

His heavy military boot kicked hard against the chest strap of the small-country Challenger.

The backpack buckle snapped on the spot.

The Challenger rolled into the tower, following the force of the kick.

That large bag of dried meat and warm animal skins was tightly bitten by the bronze gate on the outside.

"Bang!"

The bronze giant gate closed completely.

The howling wind and snow of the Void Sea were completely cut off.