Three Towers Game

"So that’s what this is. I didn’t expect you to have already reached the sixty‑eighth floor of the Deceit Tower... The last time I saw you, you were still on the seventh floor."

Wen Xishu hadn’t expected that Jin Zaimin would even be precise about the floor count. The Destructive behind Jin Zaimin clearly wasn’t some ordinary Destructive...

Could it be that that Destructive also knows the Bunker inside out?

Jin Zaimin was quite surprised:

"Logically speaking, Mr. Wen, you should have gone through countless adventures... but you look almost unchanged."

"In our timeline, our last meeting was months ago, and you... appear exactly the same as you did months ago."

Jin Zaimin was actually very shocked inside.

From the seventh floor up to the sixty‑eighth floor...

That should take at least several years, right? And that’s not even factoring in the survival rate.

Wen Xishu said:

"What a coincidence. On my side, it’s only been a few months as well."

Jin Zaimin was horrified:

"You only used a few months... to explore your way here?"

Wen Xishu said:

"And that’s something to be shocked about? Fine, I admit I’m actually a bit slow."

Secretary Jin suddenly no longer felt like talking.

Just then, the elevator arrived as well.

Through the huge floor‑to‑ceiling windows, you could see half of Jicheng. This was probably the spot with the best view in all of Quanji City.

This entire floor belonged to An Rongzai.

On this floor there was a small golf course, a swimming pool, a massage room. With Jin Zaimin leading the way, the two of them soon arrived at the study, which was also where An Rongzai worked.

Compared to the rest, this study seemed rather small, but the bookshelves and desk were all made from the most expensive wood.

The door to the study wasn’t closed, but Jin Zaimin still knocked:

"Master, it’s Jin Zaimin. A distinguished guest has come to visit."

An Rongzai’s old voice sounded:

"Come in."

Although Wen Xishu had already met An Rongzai before, An Rongzai was still relatively unfamiliar with Wen Xishu.

He scrutinized the young man in front of him, his gaze imposing; his eyes seemed able to see through anyone, but this time, he found he couldn’t quite see through the young man before him.

"Zaimin, shouldn’t you be doing the introductions?" An Rongzai said.

"This is Mr. Wen Xishu. He comes from the Bunker. Although he refused to cooperate with us, that bold speech he gave—the argument about refusing the chance to be swallowed by the giant whale—that came from him." Jin Zaimin said.

Several months ago, Jin Zaimin met with Wen Xishu.

That was a meeting filled with killing intent; Wen Xishu refused the Pisces mark, which stirred up Jin Zaimin’s murderous intent.

But in turn, Wen Xishu didn’t get into a fight with Jin Zaimin. Instead, he said a few things to him.

Those words made clear that Pisces was not necessarily trustworthy, and that if you wanted to become something that wouldn’t be swallowed by the big fish, you had to overturn the paths the big fish had pre‑planned.

Jin Zaimin was persuaded.

Thus Wen Xishu managed to leave safely.

Later, Jin Zaimin repeated those words to An Rongzai, and An Rongzai deeply agreed with them.

If only the Bunker People refused to walk according to Pisces’s time prophecy, then if he wanted not to be swallowed in the future and to become an existence above the rulers, he had to cooperate with the Bunker People.

Wen Xishu had calculated exactly that.

He was certain that his uniqueness was something An Rongzai longed to befriend.

And now, for someone like him, let alone a single Demon King An Rongzai—even the constellations would be fighting to cultivate ties with him.

At this moment, he had more than enough confidence.

An Rongzai said:

"So you’re the one who rescued my two good grandsons. It seems I ought to thank you—thank you for not letting me end up all alone in this world."

"In the timeline you’re in, is there any news of my two grandsons?"

Wen Xishu hadn’t expected that this old man, who could refine his own kin, would begin by asking about something tied to family affection.

"They’re doing well, but I can’t tell you where they are."

An Rongzai displayed a side of himself that Wen Xishu rather liked; the old man waved his hand carelessly:

"I don’t need to know, and please don’t tell me their location. That’s a variable. I look forward to those variables, hoping they might give birth to miracles within my predetermined future of being swallowed."

An Rongzai’s gaze was deep as he looked at Wen Xishu:

"I also hope, Little Friend Wen, that this time you’ve come to bring a miracle. You want to rely on my power to change the fate of some small fish and shrimp, am I right?"

The old man really had seen through him in one glance.

Indeed, Jiang Chengzheng, Bai Xu, Jin Yiming—they were all small fish and shrimp.

Existences still too inconspicuous for the giant whale to notice.

But An Rongzai seemed to have already seen the future in which, after he himself became a big fish, he would be swallowed by an even bigger fish.

He longed to change that fate.

"Yes. I need your help. In Jicheng, one could say you’re the emperor, right?"

An Rongzai shook his head:

"If not for those big fish, calling me the God of Jicheng wouldn’t be a problem at all."

Wen Xishu liked this kind of proud old man. Of course, An Rongzai was alluding to something.

Wen Xishu heard it as well:

"Fine. What I need your help with will indeed offend a big fish—and one that, at this stage, is the biggest fish I’m aware of."

Jin Zaimin’s expression didn’t look good, and An Rongzai also hadn’t expected that what Wen Xishu wanted to do would be this difficult.

The biggest fish was naturally those constellations.

However, An Rongzai didn’t rush to refuse. He merely said:

"I already know the price I’ll have to pay. And the gains?"

Wen Xishu said:

"Scorpio will no longer make things hard for you. The War between Pisces and Scorpio has already broken out, and there’s a powerful Destructive behind you. All this must inevitably be connected to Pisces, right?"

"Now I can tell you that Scorpio is no longer your enemy. I can make that call."

’I can make that call’—those few words further raised An Rongzai’s expectations for Wen Xishu.

To be able to make decisions for the constellations?

Jin Zaimin was equally astonished. In just a few months... had Wen Xishu grown from a newcomer to this level?

"Of course, that’s not the only benefit. After all, I come from the Bunker."