Since ancient times, the night has always given people infinite reverie, hidden crises or opportunities for change, all hidden in the night.

Lin Yao looked at the sky quietly, and behind him were the grass crowd.

The second son of the city lord's mansion always appears as a loser on weekdays, and people are also accustomed to the fact that he is a rich second generation of power and spirit who does not learn and has no skills.

Thanks to his father, who had been in a coma for several years, he could add many prefixes to the second generation, but none of them were his own.

In the eyes of the people, the second young master of the City Lord's Mansion is a gentleman who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, and he can't do anything, and he will never be able to compare to his brother.

Yes, Lin Yao is not as good as his brother Lin Hui, no matter what it is.

is not only the age gap, when he is the same age as Lin Yao, Lin Hui is already shining and enviable.

The gap in talent may be made up with hard work, but the prejudice in people's hearts is like a big mountain, and no matter how hard Lin Yao tries, he can't change it.

No matter how hard you try, you won't get people's approval, so it's okay to give up.

Many people think so, and Lin Yao seems to do the same, but he doesn't think so.

Because his brother recognized his talents, he said that he could be the one to change the city of black iron.

Lin Yao was very grateful for Lin Hui's recognition, but this still couldn't change the unwillingness and anger in his heart.

These negative emotions arose because of Lin Hui, but they were not directed at Lin Hui.

Lin Yao wanted to prove it to those people in his own way, to those people who he didn't know who it was.

"Chief, do you want to do it?" The grass crowd seemed to be waiting a little impatiently.

"Prepare, tomorrow is the ascension ceremony, and everyone here will be the top."

Listening to Lin Yao's promise, everyone in the grass couldn't help but be a little excited.

Upper! That is a direct step into the aristocratic class and the level of exploiters.

If the median position of these people who have only reached the fourth order is just consumables, the upper position is the real ruling class.

The fate of these people will also change as a result, not to mention Lin Yao's personal commitment.

"I will do my best to grant you a wish."

Although the two brothers of the Lin family have different talents, they are very similar in one way.

That's how they all like to deceive.

A lie is always a lie, but a false lie can lead to truth if there are enough people who believe it.

Of course, it is Lin Yao's truth.

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For successful people, this is just an ordinary day, time is fleeting, and it feels like a white horse has passed and the years have passed.

And for the civilians of the Black Iron City, this is the day leading to death.

Tens of thousands of residents died in the bitter cold, taking everything they could to burn their homes, and even setting fire to their own houses.

But this did not stop them from freezing to death, the icy level instantly extinguished the flames, and the explanation of the city guard was that it did not meet the fire prevention standards, so they came to put out the fire.

The angry people were either desperate or lost, but none of them dared to take up arms and challenge the nobles' guards.

Even if both paths are dead, they are willing to live obediently in false hope.

"As long as you stay up until the first of July, the incinerator will be reopened!"

This Gospel was repeated over and over again, and after the temple replaced the original local faith, the continent was divided into two people.

Believers in God, and heretics.

There is no doubt that the people of the Black Iron City do not believe in God, but these heretics are secretly praying to God in their hearts at this moment, hoping that they can be redeemed, hoping that they can be saved.

"But that's just a one-sided fantasy." Looking at the veterans who had entered the transformation warehouse one after another, Lin Hui's face finally showed a satisfied smile.

After spending a whole day of talking, Lin Hui finally persuaded those cautious and cautious old immortals to trick them into entering the transformation warehouse.

If it weren't for the cooperation of Song Yuanlao, Lin Hui might have taken even longer.

But under the right question from Song Yuanlao, it became a natural thing for Lin Hui to introduce the semi-mechanical transformation of the Lin City Lord.

There is always a price to pay for success.

Lin Hui paid the unique tragic price in his life today, and it was probably the second most important thing in his life.

However, for the Lin City Lord, that ending is also a relief.

The rain fell on the ground scattered, and the mechanical creation transformed by the Lin City Lord stood so straight and straight in the rain, with white mist constantly rising from its body.

It is naturally impossible for rain to rain in an environment of tens of degrees below zero in the Black Iron City, but the vicinity of the incinerator is an exception.

The incinerator, which had long been closed in the hearts of the people, was running at an unprecedented full frequency at this moment, even if dozens of heat dissipation devices were installed, even in this icy and snowy situation, the residual heat emitted by the incinerator could still turn those snowflakes falling from the sky into raindrops.

Countless large raindrops split in the air, turning into tiny raindrops.

Countless villains died little by little, converging into this blazing furnace.

The sacrifice was necessary, and it was all worth it for the sake of that great and immortal plan.

"Young City Lord, the Spirit Burning Furnace, the Spirit Burning Furnace has burned a few more high-ranking positions, and now the reserves of the upper positions are no longer able to withstand it." The subordinate reported in a panic that he didn't know what was in the incinerator and what was being refined, he only knew that if it continued like this, the furnace would explode, and the furnace that had existed since the establishment of the Black Iron City would blow everyone up to the sky.

"The top one is dead, then let the middle one go up." Lin Hui's reaction was very flat, and he seemed to have been mentally prepared for the death of the upper position.

The high-ranking Yuan Soul who can get respect and knighthood no matter where he is at the moment seems to be just a relatively durable consumable in Lin Hui's mouth, and when he runs out, he will replace it with a new one, that's all.

But his subordinates don't think so, those high-ranking masters who are like gods in his eyes just died, or were roasted alive by this stove, then his own is just a middle position, how long can he hold on.

"You can be the last one to go up, so don't worry." As if sensing the fear of his subordinates, Lin Hui showed a rare hint of a relaxed smile:

"If you're done before you arrive, then you don't have to. If you're not done yet, there's no point in having one more of you. Lin Hui patiently eliminated the fear in the hearts of his subordinates, if it was in normal times, he would not bother to explain anything, but today is a big day after all, Lin Hui is in a good mood, and he is not willing to affect the progress of their work because of this matter, so he explained for so long.

"But a median can only top for five seconds. Even with the addition of those incomprehensible-level mechanical creations, it won't last long. ”

"Wait slowly, as long as you hold on until tomorrow, you don't have to worry about maintenance." Lin Hui looked up at the sky with a smile on his face.