If merely surviving was the goal, that would be easier to explain. However, Bai Wu had to bring back some intelligence, which meant that he conducted a relatively in-depth investigation.
Surviving in the red zone for over ten hours, that was not a sin, but a merit. Yet if he were the first person in history to have his experience recorded, no matter what, it was always wise to be cautious.
Bai Wu quickly figured out how to deal with it, and the elevator gradually came to a stop at the entrance to the fourth floor.
At first glance, Bai Wu noticed that there were far fewer buildings on the fourth floor than he had imagined.
Every building here had the exact same style—a pyramidal black tower.
The buildings were thirty meters, sixty meters, and ninety meters tall, with several standard heights. Each building occupied about six hundred square meters.
From a distance, they looked like a series of dark spires standing tall on a vast and flat square.