Above the gray fog

Adolf nodded, "Okay, let's make sure it's Lin Shan and Death Slave. As for Lin Shan, we'll collect five hundred billion lifespans after it's done. Do you have any other opinions?" Adolf looked at the others.

On average, five hundred billion life spans per person is fifty trillion. For those indescribable people like them, this is not an unacceptable number. They can give it out if they grit their teeth a little.

If the "Dark World" thing is exposed, all the previous efforts will be in vain, but if you can get a weapon of disorder, it is not in vain.

As long as they voluntarily disappear for a period of time, the Discord won't be able to spend too much time looking for them.

Just like children forming a group to make trouble for adults, adults will not chase and beat children because they are provoked.

However, if the lookouts are offended, Utopia will be the first to cause trouble for them.

There is no place for them in the entire Broken Land.

Compared with offending the lookout, it is obviously safer to pay fifty trillion life spans.

Everyone nodded slightly, indicating that they had no objection.

"Okay, this is the first thing to do in this meeting. I leave it to Lin Shan and Dead Slave. I hope you two will remember that this matter is not trivial and may make all our plans fail. What's more, Qian Don't mess with the lookout, that's not something we can deal with." Adolf looked at Lin Shan and the dead slave and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Soldier of Discord, I am bound to win." The Death Slave smiled confidently.

"The next thing is the second thing. The 'Dark World' was exposed, but we don't even know the reason. This also reminds us that we can't continue to delay it any longer. I hope that the final plan can be implemented in 10,000 years, member There are only ten of us and we will not add any new members to prevent unnecessary risks. I hope you can be prepared. Of course, if you have other opinions, you can put them forward."

Poole Gerald looked directly at Adolf and asked, "Are you sure?"

Among the indescribable people sitting there, no one cares more about the success rate of this matter than him.

He has staked everything on him and there is no way out.

"No." Adolf replied calmly.

"The unspeakable ones, the disorderly ones, there is no record of anything like this in history, so we may be the forerunners. Of course, it's just that there is no record of it in the history of the Broken Land. There may be other places."

Adolf had become accustomed to seeing people stop talking. As long as he didn't speak, it meant acquiescence.

"In this case, everyone should prepare well in this last period of time. I hope we can get the best results by then."

After the meeting, everyone did not leave immediately.

No matter what else they wanted to discuss, Death Slave couldn't wait to drag Lin Shan away.

In the Abyss Civilization Association Square in Yinzhou, Lin Shan and Dead Slave appeared quietly.

There were people coming and going in the square, and their sudden appearance was not noticeable.

Before Lin Shan could ask, Death Slave took the lead and said, "I have the location information. Adolf has given it to me in advance."

"Where?" Lin Shan asked, but his eyes wandered on the Tower of Scholars.

He was thinking about the second abyss profession.

Abyss professions can hold up to three copies, each of which is a rare treasure.

After passively joining the Abyss Chef Association and actively joining the Abyss Gaowu Association, he still has one vacant seat left. It is a vacant seat. It is time to think about it carefully.

To be precise, he should still have two vacancies. He has not officially joined the Abyss Kitchen Club. At most, he is an external chef.

The Abyss Civilization Association is one of the most powerful groups in the Abyss Association. The content it covers is quite comprehensive, and there is even the possibility of changing careers within it.

By joining the Abyss Civilization Association, you can have multiple scholar-type sub-professions at the same time.

"At the base of the Magnetic Pole State Watcher, we have to disguise ourselves." Death Slave patted Lin Shan, "There is a 'makeup artist' I know here who can help us change our appearance."

Lin Shan was silent for two seconds and asked, "Are you going to force your way in?"

"Don't worry, we're two against one, I'm sure of it." Death Slave said confidently, "There's no need to actually kill him. I have a treasure that can make him unable to 'make a sound' for a hundred thousand years."

As the elevator reached the fourth floor, the door slowly opened, revealing a novel place.

The corridor is neat and quiet, with doors neatly lined up and with nothing on them except house numbers.

Death Slave led Lin Shan to the door of Room 4101. The house number was particularly clear in the dim light.

The dead slave knocked on the door softly, and the door slowly opened, letting in a faint aroma.

The environment inside the door is completely different from the corridor outside.

In the center of the room is a huge dressing table. The smooth table top is covered with a layer of lavender satin. The weak candlelight emanates from the surroundings, reflecting on the pile of exquisite makeup tools and strange potion bottles.

Those bottles are of various kinds and colorful, some are green, some are deep red, and some even shine with strange fluorescence in the weak light, as if they contain some kind of indescribable power.

There is a strange aroma in the air, sometimes sweet, sometimes astringent and bitter.

Sitting in front of the dressing table is a succubus with a slender figure and elegant curves, exuding an irresistible attraction.

Her skin was like fine white jade, exuding a faint luster, as if it could glow spontaneously in the dark.

Those purple pupils are deep and blurry, as if they can see through anyone's heart. The long hair is as smooth as a waterfall, with black and purple intertwined, falling lightly to the waist, with a slight glow.

She was wearing a light black silk dress, the hem of which was as gentle as smoke. It fluctuated slowly with her movements, as if it could disappear into the air at any time.

That delicate face carries a silent temptation, and every smile carries a dangerous charm, yet without losing its elegance.

His lips were raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Sister Death Slave? Are you here to take care of business again?" The succubus's voice was as sweet as a clear spring, with a gentle temptation and a hint of elusive charm. "Who is this?" Her eyes slowly fell on Lin Shan, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

The dead slave smiled faintly, lowered his head and bowed slightly, "Lin Shan, my friend."

Then he turned to the succubus and said softly, "Just like before, put on makeup that can hide your aura."

A charming smile appeared on the face of the succubus, "Thank you sister for taking care of the business. I happen to be free now, so let's get started. Which of you will come first?"

"Him." Death Slave pointed at Lin Shan and pushed Lin Shan to sit in front of the dressing table.

"You two come together." The succubus walked nimbly behind the dead slave and gently pressed the dead slave next to Lin Shan.

Then they didn't wait for the two of them to say anything else.

The succubus's slender and nimble fingers had been slowly roaming over the faces of Lin Shan and the dead slave, applying various mysterious potions.

The aroma of the potion fills the air, as if it carries some mysterious power.