Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 237: 113. “Throwing Money” Spell

30 years ago, during the massive wall-building movement, the Alchemy Cathedral invested a vast amount of manpower and resources.

At least a third of the floors in the “Fissure Corridor” were used to temporarily store and transfer supplies.

In order to deliver urgently needed supplies to the alchemists underground as quickly as possible, the Alchemy Cathedral designed multiple vertical shafts stretching downward on each floor.

These vertical shafts were rapid descent channels, equipped with metal chains, rapid descent ropes, fall arresters, traction devices, and lifting platforms.

People could go down the rapid descent channels, and so could supplies.

Now, Aberrations could too, and they are far more flexible than humans and supplies in doing so.

Deep in the third underground level of Sector 7, there is a vertical shaft with a diameter of over 20 meters.

The vertical shaft is located in an open underground space.

According to the map given by Kent, this place was a food storage warehouse 30 years ago.

And that vertical shaft was connected to the recreational area on the 70th underground layer, specifically for transporting food ingredients required for the recreational area.

Theoretically speaking, if Noland Lee doesn’t mind getting dirty and has enough courage, he could jump into the vertical shaft and, with the help of gravity acceleration, crash on the floor of the 70th underground layer in no time.

But, well, he isn’t stupid and won’t do such a foolish thing.

Besides, the current situation here doesn’t allow him to do it anyway.

place has been occupied by a

wherever mucus can be accumulated,

there’s a thick mucus carpet, and in mid-air, there are silken mucus strands hanging down

foul-smelling and sticky layer of mucus, the filthy, oily reflection can make everyone who loves

“yue-”

messy scene, Noland directly gave a retching sound that echoed

as countless quadrupedal humanoids wandered in the

like cockroaches that

Aberration screamed towards the source of

disturbed their beautiful dreams with

his hand, brought the corners of his mouth up,

grabbed the revolver at his

towards the lantern in mid-air, shattered the glass cover for

“Boom-”

sparks sprinkled the Aberrations, sizzling as if they were red-hot iron bars, scalding

Aberrations that were dwelling in the food storage

collectively furious, turned around and

towards the corridor, and

corridor, or leaping

suction cups in their

activated “Tracking the Living, ” glanced back at the

corpses of Aberrations appeared in the corridor ahead, scattered

through this section of the corridor littered with corpses, as if he had practiced many times