Under the surging public opinion, the justices once again played the characteristics of the wallgrass.

The Senate had no choice but to listen to the people.

The first phase of the water main improvement project of Shenbang was started.

Luden's company, without question, won the bid to become the contractor for the project.

Only he could afford to supply steel water pipes on a large scale, and at the same time, only Luden's price was within the acceptable range of the Palace of Greed.

On the day the bidding closes, Ludon is invited to dinner from the Palace of Greed.

Justice Gurred is much thinner than he was a few months ago, with loose skin and deep bags under his eyes.

He began to lose weight according to Luden's recipe, with a certain amount of exercise.

It does work.

However, only a little.

Justice Gurred broke away from his previous gluttony because he put his own greed more seriously.

This time, the dinner party between the two was not as harmonious as before.

Justice Gurred gnawed on his head and shouted with dissatisfaction,

"Mr. Luden, why are you in such a hurry?"

Lunden's greed is beyond Justice Northred's imagination.

The money Lu Deng earns can satisfy the appetite of any Saint Family!

But he was never satisfied, except for the necessary fring, and invested all profits in production and operation, for more profits.

Of course, along the way, Ludon did some good things.

For example, the average daily salary of his employees is far higher than the average of Shenbang.

Working under Ludon is a real blessing!

On the mine, Luden is already surrounded by a group of irons, and he is the only one who is looking ahead.

Many citizens of the Divine State have also benefited from Mr. Luden's business.

Ludon was a generous man and often gave a reasonable share of profits to others.

The premise is that by doing so, Luden can make more profits.

Justice Greed didn't understand,

"Slow down, slow down, you do nothing wrong, rush too much, it may be bad."

From the perspective of personal emotions and duties, Justice Gurred is willing to support Luden in both public and private.

But

In Justice Northred's view, Lutdon's pace was too fast, and it was easy to form a backlash.

Let's talk about water pipes.

The best course of action for Ludon would be to cut steel production capacity and bring the mine to a halt.

While the production capacity is reduced, Ludon can also increase the price and obtain more profits!

Why not?

Instead, Ludon chose to step on the gas pedal on the desperate road and continue to increase production crazily.

This kind of life-fighting gambler's style of play made Justice Grued very incomprehensible.

You can win more, so why rush it?

Ludon coughed twice, revealing a far-fetched smile.

Ludon is very clear about his physical condition.

Outside of the simulated world, in the Nebula Empire, Luden's life expectancy is 45.8 years.

However, don't forget that the Nebula Empire can provide Lutdon with the best medical system in the world, which greatly extends Lutdon's life expectancy.

At least, in the Nebula Empire, Ludon wouldn't drink water from a lead pipe.

The medical level of the Divine Realm, compared to the Nebula Empire, is basically equal to nothing.

Luton once asked doctors how long he could live without treatment.

The doctor gave an optimistic estimate: 23-year-old Luden has a high probability of surviving his 28th birthday.

Don't buy a 29-year-old birthday cake, it's a waste of Nebula Coins.

Ludon asked how long he would live if he quit.

Doctors gave a new estimate: 27 years old.

Luden: ......

He never imagined that the right amount of nervousness could prolong his life.

The reason given by the doctor is also very reasonable: only when the body and mind are happy, can you have the motivation to live longer.

With Luden's character, let him be abstinent, and he can certainly do it.

But overall, the harm outweighs the good.

Faced with the doctor's professional diagnosis, Ludon had no choice but to reluctantly turn on the scare mode.

After opening the simulation, Lu Deng came to Shenbang for more than half a year.

In other words... Luden's physical condition is not optimistic.

If nothing else, Ludon will not live for five years.

Although he obtained the [Small Strength] entry enhancement during the simulation, this enhancement is only a strength enhancement, and will not give Luden a strong cardiopulmonary function, let alone prolong his lifespan.

Time is running out for Ludon.

"I said it."

Luden is very gentlemanly and helpless,

"I really don't want to hang."

But in this world, the most is involuntarily.

With the death knell echoing in his head, how could he not be in a hurry?

Justice Gourd fell silent.

He didn't expect it to be such an answer!

For a moment, Justice Grued wanted to ask, are you demons so short-lived?

Fortunately, he held back.

It would be rude to ask such a question.

In fact, when he was in the Qiyun Kingdom, Lu Deng finally chose to go to the gallows, and there was the same reason:

He's dying.

Sick to death, hanging, brain-blowing, scratching your head... What's the difference?

Lutdon chooses the most decent one.

This topic is a bit too heavy.

Life and death are the eternal topics of mortals, and now it seems that demons are no exception.

The only one who can transcend life and death is that Being.

Justice Grored quickly changed the subject and complained,

"After I started losing weight, although the effect was good, I felt that my energy was not as good as before..."

Lutdon inquired about some more information, and reluctantly came to a reasonable conclusion,

"You're probably diabetic, it's a bit tricky."

This weight, with diabetes, is quite reasonable.

Diabetes plus weight loss, diet control...

Many complications, if they erupt in a concentrated manner, can take away Justice Grued in one wave.

Listening to Luden's words, Justice Gurred suddenly felt that the nest in his hand was not fragrant.

Just now, I was still mourning for Luden's short life, but in the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed!

The person who opened the table was myself?!

Justice Greed could never have imagined that he might be hanging in front of Luden!

How good is that?

He doesn't want to hang either!

Ludon pondered for a moment and gave a solution,

"Please, maybe she'll have a way."

As for who she is, how to contact her, what to ask for help ...

Lutdon didn't say anything.

However, Justice Groad understood.

Does the other party have a way to save themselves?

Justice Gurred's eyes lit up, and he thought of another possibility.

If the other party can save themselves... And what about Mr. Luden?

Thinking of this, Justice Gurred shook the brass bell on the table and said unceremoniously,

"Sending off!"

Ludon: ???

He protested, "I haven't finished eating yet!" ”

"Thank you for visiting the Palace of Greed."

Justice Greed said perfunctorily,

"I'll send someone to bring a late-night snack to your small building."

Supper, even if it is compensation for Luden.

He has more important things to do!

After hurriedly sending Ludon away, Justice Gurred did not get up, but sat down where he was, and said respectfully,

"Did you hear everything?"

Outside the window, it was quiet.

There was a noise in the hallway, and Justice Greed looked over, but no one appeared.

When he looked back out the window, he noticed that there was an extra locket on the windowsill.

The moonlight on the ground also has an extra shadow.

An indifferent female voice came from outside the window,

"Don't count on insulin or something, this medicine can save you for a while, it can't be cured, oh yes, the medicine has expired, I don't guarantee how many functions it has."

The Qiyun Kingdom has been dead for a long time.

However, the once highly developed civilization of the Qiyun Kingdom has been somewhat preserved.

Looking at the locket in front of him, Justice Gurred seemed to be petrified.

He didn't immediately move the box to get his life-saving medicine, but quietly looked ahead, his eyes as deep as a pool of water.

Justice Gurred was humble and respectfully said,

"You should have heard it."

The figure outside the window sneered, "I'm not in the habit of eavesdropping on people's conversations. ”

You have...

Instead of debunking the other party, Justice Gurred continued,

"Sooner or later, I will die, and there will always be Justice Gurred in the Divine State, and anyone who understands the true meaning of greed will cooperate with Mr. Luden... Either me, or who..."

He babbled like an old woman.

It wasn't until the figure outside the window was a little impatient that Justice Greed said the point,

"My life has no special meaning to the state of God, can you show mercy... Save Mr. Ludon. ”

If she could allow herself to live longer, she would be able to stay even with medication for diabetes.

And what about Mr. Luden?

If Justice Gurred is not mistaken, the other party should know Mr. Luden!

More than 2,000 years ago, the two sides may have been old friends!

The kind of relationship that is very unusual!

Hearing Justice Gurred's request, the figure outside the window fell silent.

There was a gust of wind outside.

The shadow began to twist, like a tree struggling in the wind, waving each branch to vent its anger.

Save him?!

A rare emotion called anger returned to the Empress, igniting her anger that had been dormant for more than two thousand years.

What do you know?

How much do you know about him?

And how much do you know about me?

Didn't I want to save him back then?

Do you know how many opportunities I gave him, how many promises I made, and what I was willing to give up for him?

And then what?

Everything I did, he ignored, he rejected, he denied....

You asked me to save him?!

The night before Ludon's execution, the Empress herself went to the cell and begged her to leave.

The most noble empress in the entire Qiyun Kingdom, the most powerful existence in the entire world, was as humble as dust at that moment.

She has a thousand, ten thousand ways to keep Ludon alive!

But what did Ludon do?

He hanged himself with his own hands!

That bastard, that idiot, that one who killed a thousand knives, that guy who didn't want to die!

Personally!

In a prison cell!

Weave your own noose!

He even planned to sell that noose to the Empress!

What's even more hateful is that he succeeded!

The people outside the window, their expressions were distorted, their teeth were gritted, and they didn't even notice that the quill in their hands was broken.

Soon, she calmed down, and the anger in her heart slowly extinguished.

For more than 2,000 years, everything that could be burned has been reduced to embers.

All that was left was a wasteland.

The wind, stopped.

The shadow returns to normal.

"He's my man."

The empress outside the window raised her head slightly, as arrogant as the emperor, and said coldly,

"You're teaching me to do things?"