Get out of the club.

Lin Sheng strolls through the streets at night.

Through the phone, he has confirmed that his cousin Wang Yue has indeed returned home, not his house, but Wang Yue's own home.

This matter can be regarded as completely resolved.

But in his heart, because of this incident, he has a vague and clear contradictory understanding of connections, influence, and collective power.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed through the empty streets.

It was also like beating a drum, beating his heart all at once.

"Just the power of a group of little kids with a bit of background..... Together, they can reach such a point..."

Lin Sheng's gaze was calm, and his gaze swept over the oncoming passers-by in front of him.

There are only a few pedestrians on the street, and the surrounding shops have begun to pull down their roller shutters.

Cars, slow or fast, whizzed by.

Syllable.

Lin Sheng suddenly paused.

"It's a pity..... Such a force is too unstable..."

He stared down at his hands, which could easily kill most of the members of the club, but they couldn't solve Wang Yue's trivial matter perfectly.

Lin Sheng could feel that deep in his heart, a desire for this kind of power was slowly pouring out.

"It's the power of the pack, and it's also the power of perfection and invulnerability..... dignified, without the slightest trick to force the past. It's ......"

"Really..... It's fascinating...."

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

"It's a pity that such a force is too unstable. Gather sand into a tower, gather water into a sea, but the sand may be blown away by the wind. Water can be diverted by ravines. ”

He continued in his direction.

It's just that I'm always thinking about it.

'I'm not irreplaceable in the club. The strength of this group does not belong to me.

Maybe this time, it will help me once because of the favor, but next time, what about the next time?"

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

When I got home, it was already half past nine in the evening.

Lin Nian was standing in the living room answering the phone, and Gu Wanqiu was holding a newspaper in her hand with a worried face.

Seeing that Lin Sheng was back, there was nothing unusual about them.

These times, Lin Sheng often goes home because of sword practice, and they are all used to it. I thought he was going to make up for the lesson.

"Shenshen, your sister Yueyue's matter was suddenly resolved, and now she has gone home early. Lin Nian put down the phone and said to Lin Sheng.

"Well, that's it? Lin Sheng nodded, pretending to know.

"I don't know how I got it, I asked Wang Yue, and she said she didn't know either. Maybe the conscience of the boss of the company has found out?" Lin Niannian wondered.

"Maybe that's the case. I've heard of a big boss who completely changed his mind because he suddenly encountered something, and then he started to abandon evil and follow good. ”

Gu Wanqiu looked like she was in trouble.

Lin Sheng didn't want to say much about it. I just coped with it in the living room for a while, and then went back to my room.

Turning the lamp button, he took the notebook out of the drawer and placed it in front of him. Then sit quietly.

Flipping through 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 language documents I have translated, who among those powerful monarchs can achieve stable collective power?"

He pondered his memories.

Unfortunately, any monarch he exemplified faced the same problem.

People's hearts are ever-changing, and they will also change with various conditions such as opportunities and circumstances.

Even a courtier who was once extremely loyal to the monarch may defect over time.

Then there's faith.

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

But like the monarch, there is also a situation where stability cannot be ensured.

"Moreover, if you choose the power of the management group, you will inevitably disperse the training and strengthening of yourself. will delay its own power. ”

Lin Sheng closed the notebook.

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

However, the individual is incomplete and must be supplemented by the strength of the group. It is all-round without dead ends and flawless. ”

"And the power of the crowd is unstable. It can be lost, betrayed, left at any time. But they are more perfect than the individual and have fewer weaknesses. ”

Lin Sheng got up, washed and changed into pajamas, lay on his back on the bed, and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling calmly with his eyes.

"People have limited time and energy..... You can only choose one or the other... Otherwise, if you waste time and energy, you will only become a mediocre person and achieve nothing. ”

Lin Sheng kept thinking.

The large amount of literature he read during the translation process in his previous life gave him a large number of reference materials. Case by case, piece by piece of history, constantly let him overturn and improve his ideas a second ago.

As time went on, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

A well-developed idea slowly appeared in his mind.

He seems to have found a way to work....

With the determination of this way, Lin Sheng's mind seemed to be overturned, and a large number of practical operation methods quickly took this way as the core.

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

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

..........

..........

Slowly open your eyes.

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

There was a dead silence all around.

The dim street lamps clearly reflect the empty streets of Black Feather City.

As far as the eye can see, the entire long street is empty. Only the endless street stretches to the end of the view.

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

All he had was a set of white pajamas that he wore in.

"Did you even lose your weapon when you died this time?"

He looked up at the other side.

The Jazz's Mansion looked mysterious and deserted at night.

Through the iron gate, you can see that in front of the huge fountain pool, the stone monument is still standing quietly.

Lin Sheng took a deep breath.

From the opposite Jazz's Mansion, he received the ritual of sacrifice and also received a special ability called Holy Blood Burn.

Although the ability has side effects, it is definitely worth the price compared to the increase in size.

"That knight's house must be investigated, and maybe something else good will be found. ”

Lin Sheng's heart burned at the thought of the spirit sacrifice ceremony.

From Ennie's memory fragments, he obtained the taboos and precautions for the use of rituals, as well as information about the owner of the Sir House, Sir Cayaman.

Sir Kayaman is one of the best potions in Black Feather City, and he also has a knack for the occult.

However, unlike the others, Kayaman was already in trouble before the accident in Black Feather City.

In Ennie's memory, the old knight felt that his time was short, so he secretly began to look for a special way to keep him alive.

And the ritual of sacrifice is one of the by-products of his research.

And in Ennie's memory, Sir Kayaman was in the basement of the mansion, and he had been experimenting with special rituals that no one had known.

Others, due to Ennie's low status, may also be that Lin Sheng did not get many memory fragments. So there's not a lot of information, and it's unclear what ritual Kayaman is performing in the basement.

But no matter what, Lin Sheng decided to go all out.