"There is still half a year..."

"There's still a chance."

Sun Wen sat in his boss's chair, his expression was also a little solemn, frowned slightly, and spoke.

The original luxurious and tidy room, but after half a year, it already looks extremely messy.

One by one, the demon crystals that were drained of energy were thrown on the ground at will, Sun Wen's chin was already full of stubble, his hair had also grown a lot, and the whole person looked extremely vicissitudes and haggard, and he no longer had the appearance of the beautiful young man before.

"If I say that I have unilaterally announced that I will unconditionally give you all the property of the Ink Pavilion, will I let you forcibly break through?"

Yu Mo fell into deep thought, and only slowly spoke after a moment.

Sun Wen smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It's different."

"My fortune, the basic requirement is that I have earned all this myself."

"For example..."

Sun Wen got up, came to Yu Mo, and casually took out a note in Yu Mo's pocket: "This money can be regarded as I robbed you on you, or it can be regarded as you acquiescing to give it to me, but no matter what, it makes no difference." ”

"Wealth is to embrace the world, not to rob other people's property."

"There's a fundamental difference."

"I've already tried this method as you said."

As he spoke, Sun Wen sighed, casually put the money back into Yu Mo's pocket, and he sat on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with a somewhat dull gaze.

"I should..."

"It's already the Nine Senses that have improved the strength of the entire human race the fastest."

"Even now, I can still clearly feel that my strength is improving every minute."

"Because the Golden Ingot Group is still expanding, coupled with the identity of the Financial Secretary."

"But..."

Sun Wen paused: "Nine Jue leads to Ten Jue, this road... It's too far, so far that even at my speed, I can't reach it in a short time, if you say... When that day comes, I'll still be able to sleep nine times..."

A touch of despair finally appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Yu Mo and spoke in a low voice.

Yu Mo also bowed his head slightly, sat in a wheelchair, and clenched his fists.

"Biography!"

"It's still going to be passed on!"

"Transmission, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, not transmission... The only thing the human race faces is destruction. ”

Maybe even Yu Mo himself didn't notice that his voice had gradually become hoarse.

Sun Wen nodded lightly and chuckled: "Yes, this is his fate, and it is also my fate, but at least, I can proudly say... The human race wins, my grandson hears it, and the merit is great! ”

"The only pity is..."

Sun Wen did not continue, but fell silent.

Yu Mo raised his head and glanced at Sun Wen, but also did not speak.

Inside the office, the atmosphere gradually became a little oppressive.

After a long time...

"Starting tomorrow, all companies that have a competitive relationship with the Golden Ingot Group will all be closed down and rectified indefinitely!"

Yu Mo seemed to have made a certain decision, his attitude was resolute, he turned his wheelchair and walked out the door.

Sun Wen looked at Yu Mo's back and was stunned: "Didn't you say... Will the Terrans never persecute anyone to do things that harm them? ”

Yu Mo's wheelchair paused slightly, but quickly moved on, allowing Confucius to push open the door of the office and leave.

Only the cold voice echoed in midair.

"I..."

"Lie to you."

"For a mad madman like me, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed, including myself."

The door of the office slowly closed, and Yu Mo had disappeared from Sun Wen's field of vision.

Sun Wen was a little sluggish, as if he was digesting Yu Mo's words.

After a while, Sun Wen showed a bitter smile: "So, the words you said to me at the beginning were also lied to me, just for... Firm in my beliefs? ”

"Thank you so much..."

"Today..."

"Give me an answer."

"Finally didn't let me... Let me die with a heroic heart..."

"Unfortunately, I don't want you to tell me."

Sun Wen whispered, and then silently grabbed the two demon crystals, frantically absorbing the energy in them, his eyes were in a trance, and he looked a little stunned.

"Cultivation..."

"I want to cultivate..."

"As fast as possible..."

"Hehe..."

In the silence of the room, his emotionless smile looked so mad.

The whole person also looks full of morbid madness.

It's like...

Cultivation has become his only obsession.

To this end, he could give up his wealth, his reputation, including his proud wisdom, just for one day, at a critical moment...

If a bonfire, dedicate yourself and light the darkness.