Lutz put his hand on the table, "We have enough power to protect the United Industry. Before the troops sent by the federal center arrive, the United Industry will never be breached by the Eternal Secret Cult."

Having said this, he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You will never see that annoying Eternal Secret Cult again."

Vincent looked at his confident face, showed a smile, and slowly raised his glass, "I hope so."

"You can trust us,"

Lutz raised the champagne in his hand high, squinting his eyes slightly, looking at Vincent and the middle-aged man standing behind Vincent, "Cheers to the victory we deserve."

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The howling sea breeze blew through the night, and He Ao jumped from the deck and stood on the ground in the port.

The black figure gently tapped Kevin on the shoulder behind him.

Immediately, the black figure turned into a black shadow and gathered beside him.

"I never thought that I would have the opportunity to stand on the ground of the real world again."

The black shadow once again glanced at Kevin who was walking back on the deck, turned back, looked at He Ao, and said with emotion.

Normal souls will quickly dissipate once they return to the normal world.

"The world is too big. There are always things beyond our knowledge that can make the impossible possible."

He Ao replied slowly.

The black shadow that Nissen transformed into at this moment is actually the "summon of resentment" of the paper butterfly.

Paper Butterfly can summon three C-level resentment monsters within its expanded area.

The affinity between this kind of pure resentment and the soul is very high, so He Ao thought about pulling out the soul of the old man in the pure white space and trying to see if he could use these resentments as a carrier of action.

He succeeded easily.

Resentment, as an extension of the paper butterfly's power, not only stabilizes the old man's soul and prevents it from dissipating, but also interacts with the old man, allowing the old man to rebuild his body with these resentments.

The only problem is that these resentments will affect and pollute the old man's soul, so this state cannot be maintained for too long.

"really,"

Nissen nodded slightly, followed He Ao's footsteps, and looked at the sea in the distance.

"The beauty and wonder of this world are always endless to explore. When I was young, I really wanted to be an explorer, go deep into the deepest part of the Storm Sea, explore unknown areas that humans have never reached, and find the lost things.

Other regions of the original federation in the classics.”

"Sounds very romantic."

He Ao said softly.

Hearing his comment, Nissen paused, turned around and looked at He Ao, "What you do is also very romantic."

"I still hope this romance can become a reality,"

He Ao smiled, the cold sea breeze blew on his cheeks and blew into the gaps in the scarf.

"Sometimes I feel like you don't act like a child,"

The old man lowered his head and stared at the young man in front of him, "He looks like an old man like me."

"That's a really good thing,"

He Ao nodded, with a slight smile in his childish voice, "Then I don't need to call others grandpa, but others call me grandpa. As long as a majestic old man stops there, everyone will think that he is trustworthy.

But when I stop there, everyone will think that this little brat comes from somewhere."

"But you, a 'little brat,' have gained far more 'respect' than I, an 'old man,' don't you? The achievements you can create in the future are not comparable to mine,"

Nissen lowered his head and stared at the boy's thin shoulders and the strands of hair blown by the wind. He stretched out his hand and slowly tightened the boy's scarf, "This scarf is very beautiful."

"Well, it's very beautiful."

He Ao glanced down at the scarf and nodded slightly.

The black shadow in front of him dispersed.

The time for resentment is up.

He Ao turned around and looked at the silent sea behind him.

He raised his bracelet, flipped through the game catalog, and opened one of the Match-Match games.

After logging in to his account skillfully, he reached out and clicked on the highest level of the previous channel, and quickly started operating it.

Accompanied by bursts of scattered light, he quickly passed this level.

In the blink of an eye, he passed more than a dozen levels in a row and reached level 567.

Then he got stuck at level 567.

As the number of available operations on the status bar became less and less, he never reached the requirements required to clear the level.

In the cold night, the boy's breath condensed into a hazy white mist.

"How stupid!"

A plain white palm stretched out from the mist, pointed at the level interface and said with a smile, "Just swap places with this one."

The young man raised his head and looked at the white mist floating beside him.

In this hazy mist, a middle-aged woman wearing a cotton skirt and holding a half scarf was bending beside him, staring intensely at the screen in his hand.

A cool wind blew from the sea, blowing away the hazy fog.

Everything fell silent again.

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When Willie got off the red sports car, she saw only a thinly dressed young man standing in the cold wind.

Facing the silent night in front of me, I exhaled a breath of white mist.

It's over, it's over, I've tried my best to update more in the past two days.
Chapter completed!