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Hearing Zhang Kaiwen say that Lu Xiaoran could release toxic gas with his ability, the group felt a wave of suffocation wash over them. Even though they were desperate for fresh air, none dared to remove their gas masks. Once inhaled, even a moment's exposure to the gas could cause irreversible damage to their bodies, and no one was willing to take that risk.
Zhang Kaiwen turned to look at the dozen or so ability users beside him. They had already climbed over a hundred floors and were now panting heavily, their exhaustion evident. Most of them were hunched over, gripping the stair railing tightly as they struggled to move forward.
With a sigh, Zhang Kaiwen realized that his teleportation ability couldn't carry anyone else with him. The only option left was to keep urging them onward. "Just hold on a little longer; we're less than fifty floors from the top of the tower. Once we capture Lu Xiaoran, each of you will receive a week's worth of supplies. After that, you won't have to leave the shelter for missions."
The promise of a week’s rest reignited some determination among the ability users. They quickened their pace, continuing their ascent toward the top of the Haitong Television Tower.
Zhang Kaiwen took out his phone to contact the guard they had spoken with earlier. "We've reached about a hundred floors up; how are things on your end? Has Lu Xiaoran made any moves?"
Upon receiving Zhang Kaiwen's message, Lu Xiaoran smirked coldly and replied via WeChat: "Not good, leader. Lu Xiaoran is already on his feet; I see he has put on that black armor. He might take off at any moment, so you better hurry."
Lu Xiaoran was urging Zhang Kaiwen because he had been waiting in place for half an hour and was starting to grow impatient. He had prepared everything necessary and just wanted Zhang Kaiwen and his team to hurry up.
"Got it," Zhang Kaiwen replied quickly. "If he really tries to leave, you must hold him back. We’ll be there in ten minutes."
After sending his response, Zhang Kaiwen's eyes were filled with urgency. He turned back to the group of ability users beside him and urged them anxiously, "Everyone, pick up the pace! That guy is about to run! If we don’t hurry up, we’ll miss our chance."
With less than fifty floors left until they reached the top, if Lu Xiaoran managed to escape now, all their efforts in climbing over a hundred floors would be in vain. They would have no choice but to return down those same hundred floors in defeat.
Hearing Zhang Kaiwen's insistence, the ability users quickened their steps once more.
After climbing over a hundred flights of stairs, the group was now in a state of physical exhaustion. Despite giving it their all, their speed in ascending the stairs had barely improved.
Zhang Kaiwen felt an urgency in his heart, but with no other options available, he could only continue to urge the others on.
Fifteen minutes later, one person finally reached the one hundred fifty-first floor. Zhang Kaiwen gestured to the others nearby, indicating that they were just three floors away from their destination. "Everyone, be careful now. Try not to make any noise, or that kid might hear us."
The dozen or so Ability users slowed their pace upon hearing this, tiptoeing quietly as they continued to ascend.
Before long, they all arrived at the top of the Haitong Television Tower, specifically on the One Hundred Fifty-Third Floor. However, even though they had reached their destination, none of them dared to relax for a moment. After all, their most important objective for the day was still unfinished: they needed to kill Lu Xiaoran.
Under Zhang Kaiwen's lead, the group stealthily left the stairwell and began to search the entire floor meticulously.
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