The silence in the Senator's Chamber had been for a long time, no one dared to speak first, and no one knew what Lin Hui was planning.

The elders each digested this sudden and important news, secretly calculating the value of the Divine Blood Spirit and how they could get a piece of the pie.

Of course, the will of the City Lord's Mansion represented by Lin Hui was a big problem, after all, the spirit of divine blood was in them, and if they didn't find a way to hand it over, they wouldn't have a chance to put their hands in it.

Thinking like this, all the elders had their own plans and were ready to put pressure on Lin Hui.

But Lin Hui seemed to have seen through what the elders were thinking, smiled lightly, and threw out an amazing news again:

"This time, on behalf of the City Lord's Mansion, I have decided to divide it evenly with all the elders."

Elder Song repeatedly pondered the language problems and loopholes in this sentence, trying to find a trace of conspiracy.

But no matter how he calculated, this sentence only expressed pure goodwill.

Elder Song raised his head and looked at Lin Hui with some surprise, but the other party had a confident smile, as if he had already expected the reaction of the elders.

Elder Song hurriedly hid his surprise and returned to an expressionless appearance, while the other elders were the same, holding back the mood fluctuations in their hearts and looking at Lin Hui indifferently.

However, it can be seen that even with expressionless faces, the patriarchs are much friendlier than before.

To be exact, he looked at Lin Hui expectantly, waiting for his next explanation.

Lin Hui didn't let the elders wait too long, he walked directly to the center of the round table, first bowed slightly to the elders to show respect, and then unfolded the drawings in his hands.

"Presumably, all of you Yuan Spirits also know how precious the Divine Blood Spirit is, if you want to deal with high-quality Divine Blood Mine and divide it like that, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing?"

"So what do you want?"

This is also what the other elders want to ask, after Lin Hui took the initiative to throw out that tempting condition, they are very much looking forward to Lin Hui's next chips.

"Before I explain, let me insert a piece of good news.

Today, my father has completely completed the transformation of mechanization and regained his health. ”

This is not good news for the senators.

Once the Lin City Lord returned to take charge of the Black Iron City, then many small actions or illegal deeds made by the elders in private could not continue.

The patriarchs stared at Lin Hui with gloomy faces, wanting to see what he would say next.

The reactions of the elders were all expected by Lin Hui, so he smiled confidently and said, "Although my father has woken up from a coma, it still needs a long period of recuperation, so in the next few years, the City Lord's Mansion still hopes to maintain the existing cooperation model with the elders and make their own contributions to the prosperity and development of the Black Iron City." ”

Although it sounded a little boring, the meaning of Lin Hui's words was to ensure the interests of the elders, so they nodded excitedly and waited for Lin Hui's next words.

And Song Yuanlao noticed a trace of abnormality.

Lin Hui seemed to have other plans, his few steps had already made these ignorant elders fall into his rhythm, even if he had any excessive demands in the future, these people should agree.

"Next, that's the key to my plan.

There are no outsiders here, so I'll just say it directly.

Each of the patriarchs has their own bloodline experiments or plans to prolong their lives.

But the elders are all acting in private, which affects efficiency and resources. Lin Hui ignored the patriarchs' eyes as if they were about to kill, and continued with a smile:

"Therefore, I implore all of you Yuan Spirits to join the immortality plan of my father, the city lord of the Black Iron City, Lin Ghost, and this plan is quasi-god-level."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

The patriarchs never thought that the hole card that Lin Hui took out in the end was actually such an unbelievable condition, and at the same time it was impossible to refuse.

Divine workmanship, a divine work that can only be found in legends.

The alchemy creations of the Black Iron City are divided into non-entry, hundred-ingen, thousand-machine, and thousand-solution from low to high.

The highest level that the vast majority of them can achieve is Baiqiao.

Only those who have talent and sufficient family conditions as financial support are qualified to touch the field of thousands of machines.

As for Wan Jie, it was a realm that only the long-known Grandmaster could reach, and there were not many people in the entire Black Iron City who had the name of Wan Jie, and the city lord Lin Ghost was the most prominent existence among them.

It is rumored that he is about to break through all understandings and reach a new realm, a miracle that only exists in legends.

It's just that in the past few years, because of that incident, City Lord Lin has been in a state of retreat and recuperation, and all the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion are also managed by Lin Hui, so people have gradually forgotten this alchemy master.

Now that he heard that Lin Hui actually invited him to join the quasi-god-level immortality plan, even Song Yuanlao, who had taken precautions in advance, couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After being excited for a while, the elders finally came back to their senses and stared at Lin Hui, waiting for the details of the plan.

Looking at the elders who were flushed with excitement, Lin Hui smiled slightly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The fish has touched the bait and is just waiting to reel in the net.

……

No one knew how the originally hostile City Lord's Mansion and the Patriarchs had suddenly reached an agreement, and no one knew how the Divine Blood Vein Exploration Team, which had been in a lot of uproar, suddenly disappeared.

People don't care about the truth of the matter, and they don't want to explore the essence of the matter.

They are just struggling to live, for the food and clothing of their family, for the enjoyment of their beloved girls, or for the next generation to get ahead, unlike themselves who have been running for a living all their lives.

They are tenacious, but they are brave enough to live.

Even if they gradually lose their desire to explore the truth of things, even if "everyone" says something, they will follow it, and even the entertainment itself has been usurped and designated.

People are still living tenaciously and humbly.

Until that day comes.

As a modern alchemy city, the Black Iron City is naturally different from other city-states.

They had long since eliminated the furnace and instead adopted a furnace that was prepared by the city-state and burned from the spirits of people and spirits that died during the year.

This is the last bit of welfare for the people of the Black Iron City, and it is also necessary for survival.

The heat generated by the incinerator is delivered to every house through the pipes that have been laid, even on the street, accompanied by the warmth of the incinerator.

People are accustomed to its presence and rely on its presence.

It's just that this year is a little special.

The spring that was supposed to arrive a long time ago has not arrived, it is already the end of June, and the city of black iron is still covered with ice and snow, like a cold winter.

And the incinerator, which was supposed to stop in March, continued to work until the end of June.

Naturally, it consumes twice as much fuel as in previous years, but it is only a drop in the bucket for the inventory of the Black Iron City.

But it wasn't how, the day after the city lord's mansion reached an agreement with the senators.

The incinerator changed the object of its service to work for something greater and more glorious.

And for the ordinary people of the Black Iron City. The catastrophe also began on that day.

June 26, 2078.

The incinerator stops heating.