Come out of the club.

Lin Sheng strolls on the street at night.

By phone, he had confirmed that his cousin Wang Yue had indeed returned home, not his house, but Wang Yue's own house.

This matter will be completely resolved at this point.

But in his heart, it was because of this, that he had a vague and clear contradictory understanding of his connections, influence, and collective power.

The crisp sound of footsteps kept echoing on the empty streets.

It was also like beating a drum, and it hit him one after another.

"It's just the power of a group of children with some background... that can actually gather together, and it can reach this point..."

Lin Sheng's eyes were quiet, and his eyes swept past the passers-by who were walking towards him in front of him.

There were only a few pedestrians on the street, and the surrounding shops had begun to pull down the roller shutter doors.

Cars were whizzing past the side, either slowly or fast.

Bang.

Lin Sheng suddenly stopped.

"It's a pity...this power is too unstable..."

He lowered his head and stared at his hands. These hands could easily kill most members of the club, but they could not perfectly solve the trivial matter of Wang Yue.

Lin Sheng could feel that deep in his heart, his desire for this power was slowly gushing out.

"This is the power of the group, and it is also a perfect and impeccable force... and it is upright and has no tricks to suppress it. It's really..."

“It’s really… fascinating…”

Lin Sheng withdrew his hand and suppressed the surge in his heart.

"It's a pity that such a power is too unstable. Sand gathers into a tower, and water gathers into a sea, but the sand may be blown away by the wind. The water can be led by the gullies."

He continued to move towards his own direction.

But I'm always thinking in my heart.

"I am not irreplaceable in the club. The power of this group does not belong to me.

Maybe this time, I will help me once because of favors, but next time, what about next time?"

This strong and clear instability made Lin Sheng start to think about how to solve this point.

When I got home, it was already nine:30 pm.

Lin Zunian was standing in the living room to answer the phone, while Gu Wanqiu was holding a newspaper in her hand, looking worried.

Seeing Lin Sheng coming back, they were nothing unusual.

During these times, Lin Sheng often went home at this time because of practicing swordsmanship, and they all used to it. They thought he was going to make up for the lessons.

"Chenchen, your sister Yueyue's affairs were suddenly resolved, and now you are back home early." Lin Zhounian put down the phone and said to Lin Sheng.

"Yeah, it's solved? That's good." Lin Sheng nodded and pretended to be a look of knowing it.

"I don't know how it was done. I asked Wang Yue, but she said she didn't know. Maybe the boss of which company discovered his conscience?" Lin Zhounian said in confusion.

"Maybe this is true. I have heard before that a big boss completely changed his mind because he suddenly encountered something, and then he began to abandon evil and do good."

Gu Wanqiu looked serious.

Lin Sheng didn't want to talk about this much. He just dealt with it in the living room for a while and then went back to his room.

Turning the desk lamp button, he took the notebook out of the drawer and placed it in front of himself. Then he sat down quietly.

After turning on the notebook and picking up the pen, he first wrote a word on the paper: Stable...

"Let me think about it, among the many ancient Chinese literature I have translated, who can have stable collective power among those powerful monarchs?"

He thought hard about the memories.

Unfortunately, no matter whoever monarch he gave was faced with this problem.

People's hearts are ever-changing, and they will also change with opportunities, situations and other conditions.

Even a minister who was once extremely loyal to the monarch may rebel over time.

Then there is faith.

The power of faith is extremely powerful, and the cohesion is equally amazing.

But like the monarch, we face the situation where stability cannot be ensured.

"And, choosing the power of the management group will inevitably disperse the training and strengthening of oneself, and will delay one's own strength."

Lin Sheng closed the notebook.

"Sure enough, only one's own strength is absolutely loyal to oneself.

But individuals are incomplete and must be supplemented by the power of the group. Only in all directions, there is no blind spots and is flawless."

"And group power is unstable. It may be lost, betrayal, and leave at any time. But it is more perfect than the individual and has fewer weaknesses."

Lin Sheng got up, put on his pajamas after washing, lay on his back on the bed, and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling with his eyes calmly.

"The time and energy of a person are limited... can only choose one... Otherwise, waste time and energy will only become a mediocre person and achieve nothing."

Lin Sheng kept thinking.

A large number of documents read during the translation of his previous life gave him a large amount of reference materials. One case and one history kept causing him to overturn and improve his ideas the previous second.

As time went by, his eyes gradually became brighter and brighter.

A perfect idea slowly appeared in his mind.

He seemed to have found a feasible way...

As this path was determined, Lin Sheng felt like he was in a state of turmoil, and he quickly used this path as the core and a large number of practical operation methods emerged.

He kept thinking and checking, and his brain was in a highly active state.

Until late at night, I didn't even know when I fell asleep.

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

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

Open your eyes slowly.

Lin Sheng found himself standing in front of the iron fence of the Valen Temple.

There was a dead silence around.

The dim street lights clearly reflect the empty streets of Heiyu City.

At first glance, the entire long street was empty. Only the street that could not be seen extends to the end of the view.

"Finally come in again..." Lin Sheng looked down at himself, and the black sword was gone.

There is only a set of white pajamas worn on my body.

"Did you even lose your weapons when you die this time?"

He looked up at the opposite side.

The jazz mansion seemed mysterious and deserted in the night.

Through the iron gate, you can see that the stone tablet still stands quietly in front of the huge fountain pond.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath.

From the opposite Jazz Mansion, he received a spirit sacrifice ceremony and a special ability called Holy Blood Burning.

Although the ability has side effects, it is definitely worth the money compared to the growth rate.

"The jazz house must be explored clearly, and maybe other good things can be found."

Lin Sheng felt excited when he thought of the spirit sacrifice ceremony.

From Enni's memory fragments, he obtained the taboos and precautions for the use of the ceremony, as well as the relevant information about Sir Kayaman, the owner of the Jazz Mansion.

Sir Kayaman is one of the top pharmacy masters in Blackfeather City, and he also has some knowledge of mysticism.

However, unlike others, Kayaman had already encountered trouble before the accident occurred in Black Feather City.

In Enni's memory, the old jazz felt that she had not had enough time, so she secretly began to look for a special way to extend his life.

The spirit sacrifice ceremony was one of the by-products he obtained in his research.

Moreover, in Enni's memory, Sir Kayaman was conducting unknown special ritual experiments in the basement of the mansion.

Others due to Enni's low status, it may be that Lin Sheng has not obtained many memory fragments. So there is not much information, so it is unclear what ritual Kayaman was performing in the basement.
Chapter completed!