Mythical Apocalypse: Start By Hoarding 100,000-Year Soul Rings

Cao Shuang silently nodded "No".

This kind of surprise must be hidden.

Once exposed, he will definitely become the target of public criticism throughout the server.

I’m afraid it will be difficult to keep a low profile by then...

At the same time, in Tianxing City.

The dark crowd came from all directions.

"I'll go, what's causing such a big movement?"

"Fuck, it's so dazzling!"

The golden light beam shot straight through the sky, almost blinding everyone's titanium alloy eyes.

Unconsciously, the crowd gathered more and more.

In just a few moments, tens of thousands of players gathered.

No matter men, women, old or young, they all raised their necks and looked up at the sky.

"Damn it, there must be something good in such a big battle."

But not long after, this beam of light disappeared without a trace.

This did not dampen the enthusiasm of the players.

News spread like wildfire that a mythical item appeared in Tianxing City.

More and more people began to search across Tianxing City.

The result actually allowed players to dig out several hidden tasks that were neither painful nor painful.

However, these have nothing to do with Cao Shuang.

At this time, he was tremblingly staring at the two million-year-old soul rings with bright golden light in his hands.

"It's been done!"

He was excited and incoherent.

These are two million-year-old soul rings.

In his past life, he had never heard of any player possessing a million-year-old soul ring.

Never even seen it.

The key is, there are actually two of them!!

It’s so outrageous, isn’t it?

"Husband, just say it will work."

Diao Chan said playfully.

Cao Shuang happily stroked her fair and smooth hair and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

"Then quickly put it on my screen sister."

"Don't worry, there are still 33 hundred thousand year soul rings left, keep melting!"

The title attribute of "Eternal Emperor" made Cao Shuang no longer scrupulous.

The title effect can superimpose the probability of failure.

In other words, as long as the integration continues, the probability of successful integration will continue to increase.

Originally, if the fusion failed ten times, the ring would explode, and in the end the eleven soul rings would be lost.

However, the title effect exempts you from the ring explosion limit.

As long as you fuse the soul rings enough times, you will definitely succeed in the end.

This also made Cao Shuang completely give up his scruples and sprint for the million-level soul ring with all his strength.

The exciting fusion circle continues, and every failure means the loss of tens of millions of gold coins.

[Ding! Ring fusion failed, 100,000-year soul ring -1]

[Ding! Ring fusion failed, 100,000-year soul ring -1]

[Ding! Ring fusion failed, 100,000-year soul ring -1]

Maybe it's because of the novice protection period.

After the first success, Cao Shuang's three consecutive failures caused a thin layer of cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

I used to brag about "tens of millions per minute" and find it very satisfying.

But when you actually put it into practice, you understand what it means to count seconds like years.

"Huh~~~"

Cao Shuang took a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"continue!"

Cao Shuang gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red.

That year, Dao Zai won 25 million with twenty dollars.

Today, it is not a problem for me, Cao Shuang, to use 33 red soul rings to win a few golden soul rings!

[Ding...Failed...Failed...Failed...]

As each soul ring failed and turned into bits of starlight, the color of the main embryo soul ring became increasingly scarlet.

The terrifying soul power circulates and cleanses in the soul ring, like a sleeping beast, waiting for the opportunity to wake up.

[Ding! Ring fusion successful...]

As a golden halo flashed by, the soul ring instantly transformed into a bright golden color.

The red beam of light rose into the sky again, but it was fleeting.

[Ding! Trigger martial soul talent: continuous good luck, critical hit from ring fusion, million-year soul ring*2]

"Dong dong dong!"

The violent heartbeat exploded in the body.

"Huh~ This thing is too exciting."

Cao Shuang felt the surging energy emanating from the two soul rings on his hands, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

Fused seven times.

8 red soul rings were consumed in exchange for 2 unique million-year soul rings.

This can no longer be described as getting rich overnight.

It's just one step to reach the sky.

A million-year soul ring is enough to be worth the value of all the soul rings in Cao Shuang's hands.

Diao Chan's talent, combined with the title's increased success rate, is simply terrifying.

"Husband, there are still 25 rings left, shall I continue?"

"Keep going, keep going."

Cao Shuang rubbed his palms and said impatiently.

The capital is now guaranteed.

Even if all the remaining soul rings fail, it won't be a loss.

Without the psychological pressure, the integration speed immediately accelerated.

As the soul rings failed and exploded, the main embryonic ring in Diao Chan's hand once again glowed with a golden halo.

"It's done!"

............

...

real world.

In the early morning, heavy rain fell.

The towering Ling Group building was brightly lit at the moment.

"Mr. Ling, why don't you take a rest? You haven't slept for two days."

Secretary Fang Miaomiao handed over an ice towel and said worriedly.

Since the board meeting, Lin Shiyun has been sitting in the office busy.

Natural disasters continue to occur around the world, leaving the Ling Group in dire straits.

Working so hard like this is too much for my iron-clad body.

Under the bright light, her beautiful face looked haggard, and her brows showed a deep sense of exhaustion.

"You go back first."

Lin Shiyun raised her eyes to look at the heavy rain outside the window, and waved her hands indifferently.

"Mr. Ling!" Fang Miaomiao hesitated, but did not leave.

Because she knew very well that if she left, Mr. Ling would definitely have to work all night again.

"I'm fine."

"By the way, how is the matter I asked you to investigate?" Lin Shiyun suddenly thought of something, put down the document in her hand, and asked with a frown.

"There is no progress at the moment. Cao Shuang has not left the villa for a week, and he only orders takeout for meals."

"I suspect that he may be playing with black mythology."

"His bank statements show that at least more than 200 million funds have been deposited into the game by him."

Lin Shiyun frowned slightly, becoming increasingly unable to see through this contracted boyfriend.

Not only did he suddenly possess powerful martial arts skills, his temperament also changed drastically.

Now you are putting all your money into the game with all your might. What kind of honey operation is this?

"Ah! Why didn't I think of that!"

Fang Miaomiao slapped her head hard and screamed.

"Um?"

Lin Shiyun looked at her in surprise.

"Mr. Ling, we can go work in the game. This will not only supplement our sleep, but also relax our mind."

As she said that, she found a virtual helmet from somewhere and handed it over.

"......No."

Lin Shiyun naturally knew the benefits of working in the virtual world, but she was still rejected.

Just because that annoying guy Zhai Junjie is also in the game.

And she has been invited into the game more than once.

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be a monster.

The real world has moral and legal constraints, and Lin Shiyun's strict defense makes it difficult for Zhai Junjie to enter the group building.

But it's different in the game.

As long as he does it secretly enough, Zhai Junjie has countless ways to get her.

Because of this, Lin Shiyun didn't want to have too much contact with this game.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ling, the Ling Group has established a firm foothold in the gaming world.

The professional players trained by the game department also occupy a place in the game world, and no one dares to touch us. "

Fang Miaomiao promised firmly.

"Besides, if you continue to endure it, you will get wrinkles~"

As she spoke, the helmet in her hand had appeared on Lin Shiyun's head.

"Inform the senior management of the group to move the office area. Work at the company during the day and work at games at night."

"okay."

——Lin Shiyun