Under the moonlight, the massive black tower still hangs in the sky, like an unreachable divine dwelling.
On the street, those who were not chosen by the holy tower were initially surprised; some worshiped it, while others secretly rejoiced.
"The woman leading them is missing!"
"Many others have disappeared too!"
"They must have been taken away by the celestial being."
"Why wasn't I chosen by the celestial being?"
"Heh, do you think being chosen is necessarily a good thing? The trials are risky."
"Let's wait, those who disappeared will certainly return."
...
The crowd around discussed fervently, their voices spreading to surrounding blocks, gradually attracting more onlookers who joined the awe-struck discussions about the giant tower in the sky.
About half an incense stick's time later, the first person returned. He was a slender, impoverished man who appeared out of thin air among the crowd, scaring those around him to jump, but the quick-minded immediately reacted.
