I built the Eternal Life Club

‘Knock knock…’

‘Knock knock…’

There was a knock on the door of Lu Li’s study.

By the sash, in front of the coffee table in the sun, Lu Li and Du Weiwei stopped moving at the same time.

“Weiwei, today, I will introduce you to a new friend.”

Lu Li glanced at Du Weiwei and said with a smile.

Du Weiwei bowed his head gently.

“Please come in.”

Lu Li’s gaze looked at the two mahogany doors not far away, and said in a deep voice.

The door was pushed open.

The sunlight in the room poured in front of the door.

……

Standing outside the door, there are three figures facing the sun.

They are Zhang Jian, who has lived for more than 160 years, Song Shixiong, who is 98 years old, and Song Yaoru, who is young.

Zhang Jian stood in the center of the door, and the other two were slightly behind.

……

Zhang Jian greeted the warm sun, his body trembled slightly, and after the door was opened, he saw ‘Mr. Lu’ sitting by the window at a glance.

Mr. Lu wore a white shirt with a black vest over it, he wore glasses with gold wire, and his expression was elegant…

Mr. Lu sat quietly, his eyes looked at him, and a faint smile appeared on his expression.

Even if it is nearly a hundred years, it seems that it has not left a trace on Mr. Lu’s body.

Zhang Jian’s eyes were slightly red, and his heart was reverent.

I couldn’t help but walk forward quickly and stopped in front of Lu Li.

Bend your legs and make a gesture to kneel…

A palm lightly stopped in front of him.

“Zhang Jian.”

“Counting the days, you and I have not seen each other for ninety-four years.”

“A hundred years is just a snap of a finger, vaguely, as if it was still yesterday…”

Lu Li stopped Zhang Jian’s movement, his gaze looked at the latter, and then, said with a smile.

To Lu Li, it seems that it was indeed yesterday, and he only walked back from the long river of time and space yesterday.

Zhang Jian’s gaze fell respectfully and reverently on Lu Li’s body, and his mouth squirmed for a long time before he slowly said:

“A hundred years, a snap of a finger, just for Mr. Yu.”

“In the eyes of our mortals, a hundred years is too long…”

……

Lu Li and Zhang Jian communicated.

Beside them, Du Weiwei, who listened to the two talking, and the father and son of the Song family were shocked.

The eyes of the father and son of the Song family looked at Lu Li’s young face in awe.

Their thoughts are complicated, Xu is guessing, Lu Li’s true age…

Is it two hundred, or three hundred, five hundred, or a thousand, two thousand …

As a ‘strategist’, Du Weiwei was shocked.

His previous inference, which was actually similar to the official inference, believed that Lu Li was a modern person and had acquired abilities.

But now it seems that my guess is completely wrong…

Even though he and Lu Li seem to have a close relationship, the secrets on Lu Li’s body, he can only touch just in case.

……

“Your mission is accomplished.”

“Let’s go back first.”

Lu Li looked at the father and son of the Song family standing next to him and said in a deep voice.

“Yes.”

“Sir, I’ll leave here later.”

Song Shixiong and Song Yaoru said respectfully.

They left, and the door to the study was gently closed.

……

Du Weiwei personally brought a stool for Zhang Jian.

The three of them sat by the window, in front of the coffee table.

In the afternoon, the warm sun shines on them…

“Zhang Jian, introduce you, this is Mr. Du Weiwei.”

Du Weiwei poured tea for Lu Li first, then Zhang Jian, and finally himself, Lu Li took the tea cup with a smile, took a sip, and then introduced.

“Mr. Du, hello.”

Zhang Jian looked at Du Weiwei and said.

“Elder Zhang…”

Du Wei answered respectfully.

“I created a club in this era called the ‘Immortal Club’…”

Next, Lu Li slowly introduced the information about the ‘club’ for Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian listened carefully.

Mr. Lu has laid out for a hundred years, and gifted him with immortality, naturally there is a task entrusted to him.

Zhang Jian has always understood this.

After learning the information and program of the ‘Immortal Club’, Zhang Jian looked solemn and did not show any unnecessary emotions, and he said in a deep voice:

“At the behest of the gentleman.”

……

“Weiwei, you go and fetch the map of Southeast Asia.”

Riku called.

A moment later, a map was spread out in front of the three people.

“Malaysia is a very well-located place.”

“The land of the country is divided into east and west parts by the South China Sea, located between the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean, with a long coastline…”

“It is a tropical rainforest climate, rich in primeval forest resources, inhabited by a large number of endangered exotic animals and rare birds…”

Riku picked up a pen and sketched it on the map.

“Zhang Jian.”

“When you go back this time, I will let you make your city of Ipoh an important base for the ‘Immortal Club’, which will be mainly used for various experimental research in the future.”

“Ipoh City is equivalent to Umbrella Company in terms of clubs!”

“In the future, a large number of researchers and staff will secretly travel to Malaysia, Ipoh…”

Lu Li said in a deep voice.

Zhang Jian looked at the map, took a long deep breath, and replied:

“Zhang Jian, understand!”

Maritime transport in Malaysia has advantages, the natural environment has advantages…

Moreover, the strength of the Zhang family in Malaysia and Southeast Asia is superb, and everything is just enough.

Du Weiwei sat on the side, listening intently and watching.

Lu Li’s layout in Malaysia was something he had never known before.

……

Next, Lu Li, Zhang Jian, and Du Wei made deeper plans and exchanges for succession.

Words.

Lu Li looked at the data on Zhang Jian’s head.

Last time, Lu Li granted Zhang Jian a ninety-five years of life, and today, Zhang Jian has only one year left.

‘Name: Zhang Jian’

‘Age: 167’

‘Remaining Life: 363 days, August 21 days, 12 hours 30 seconds’

“Zhang Jian, you probe over.”

Lu Li said.

When Zhang Jian heard this, he quickly understood the meaning of ‘Mr. Lu’, which he had done ninety-four years ago.

Zhang Jian closed his eyes and reverently brought his head to Lu Li’s face.

Lu Li’s palm pressed against Zhang Jian’s forehead…

Three years were re-gifted to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian could feel that the new vitality finally appeared in his body again…