Chapter 711

In a manor in Manchester, Hillston slowly walked back to the basement with the glass of red wine he had just poured for himself. The basement was very large, several times the size of the residential area above. If an ordinary person were to walk in here, they might mistake it for a museum.

That was because there were many ancient objects displayed in the basement, each of which was arranged in a specific area. Be it in terms of value or appearance, they even surpassed those in the British Museum.

Of course, there were many array formations here. Not to mention the array formations in the manor, even the array formations in the basement could cause a beginner Advanced Listener expert to die here if he tried to sneak in.

The things here were all Hill's treasures, so he naturally wouldn't allow others to take advantage of him. After all, if it wasn't for his current strength, it was unknown how many of his treasures could be preserved.

In the center, which was also the most conspicuous place, was a white armor. It could be called a holy garment because its style was really similar to the Japanese anime "Saint Seiya".

It was also one of the things that Hill currently valued the most. However, it still had some small flaws and damage that hadn't been repaired, so Hill wasn't in a hurry to use it. Moreover, with his current strength as a high-level Advanced Listener, apart from a few people who had recently proven their Dao, it really didn't matter if he wore a holy garment or not when dealing with the rest of the people in the real world.

Sipping red wine while admiring his treasures was undoubtedly a very pleasant thing. Hill had moved all the suitable and valuable items from the ancient battlefield ruins, and there were even a few corpses that seemed to belong to big shots Listeners. As for why these corpses appeared there, it was actually quite easy to guess. The only thing that surprised Hill was that the big shots Listeners in the previous world were also in human form, just that their bodies were a little shorter than the people in this world.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the basement, but it seemed to have encountered some kind of resistance and couldn't really penetrate.

Hilles waved his hand and opened the array formation. Multicolored light gathered here and revealed the phantom of a woman.

Hill took a sip of red wine and asked, "Chris, did you bring the things I asked you to help me exchange?"

He needed some special materials to repair the things he brought out of the ancient battlefield ruins, and these materials definitely couldn't be exchanged for in the micro store. In fact, after reaching the level of a veteran, the micro store was almost useless and had no value. In fact, some of the more outstanding Listeners would even think that the micro store was useless when they were ordinary Listeners.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't find Markron and Pjanic," Chris replied.

"They shouldn't be in the story world." Hill swirled the red wine in his glass and smiled. "I contacted Zach and Chicos last night, but they also ignored me."

Chris really wanted to reply, "Is it because you're too unpopular? Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone to the Land of Proving Dao and become the guardian of the short-lived ghost. "

Of course, Hill didn't have this kind of self-awareness, especially since he had obtained a lot of inheritance from the Land of Proving Dao and had just brought out so many things from the ancient battlefield ruins. These things were definitely incomparably attractive to Advanced Listeners who wanted to prove their Dao, so he would naturally become their favorite. They had no reason to play silent with him.

Furthermore, what surprised Hills even more was that Malone, Pjanic, Zach, and Chicos were all Advanced Listeners. These four fellows had been holding back their energy to break through to the Dao Confirming Realm, but they suddenly disappeared together?

Hill took out his phone again and dialed a number called "Lyman" in the phone book. However, the number showed that the number was not in the service area.

"Hehe." Hill suddenly laughed. It didn't matter if the four guys suddenly disappeared, but it was more meaningful that Lyman had also lost contact.

That guy, who always had an Asian face, always had the attitude of someone who was sober when everyone else was drunk. He always wanted to control everything in his own hands. To be honest, Hill had been unhappy with him for a long time.

"Huh …"

Hill suddenly became puzzled again.

"What are they going to do? Why did they deliberately not bring me along?"

…

"Doesn't Sills also live in England? I thought Lehmann would invite him along," the big man Markron muttered to himself as he drank his vodka.

Pjanic, who looked very thin and tall, smiled and said, "Lyman explained to me that the Chinese named Su Bai was the guardian of the Land of Proving Dao like Hill. After the Land of Proving Dao was closed, the two of them often contacted each other. Their relationship isn't ordinary, so it's best not to let Hill know about this."

Markron burped and patted his stomach. "Say, using his son's life to threaten him, would he really be so stupid as to sacrifice himself for a so-called son?"

"He shouldn't be that stupid, but our goal this time is to get that thing. That guy also has a few high-level listeners around him who are on good terms with him. Although their realms aren't high, they aren't that easy to deal with. This is just a negotiation method to make him compromise.

Of course, if he is really stupid enough to sacrifice himself, it will save us a lot of trouble.

Our original plan was to go to Africa or the United States to capture a listener expert and sacrifice him. Although we can mobilize more European listeners to join us, it won't be as convenient as doing it in one go. "

It seemed that due to the legacy of the Macedonian Empire and the Qin Dynasty, the regions with the largest and strongest audience base in the world were Europe and China. There were also listeners in other regions of the world, but the strength and number of experts at the bottom and upper levels were still too far behind those two regions. The reason for this might be that back then, the dynasties in these two regions had the strongest and most effective resistance to broadcasting. Instead, they were favored by the broadcasters, and more people were chosen to become listeners to be cultivated and cultivated.

Therefore, as long as they got that thing, they wouldn't have to worry about not having other high-level listeners join them. After all, this was something that was beneficial to all the current high-level listeners. Of course, they had to first eliminate the unlucky person who was sacrificed.

Whether it was the First Emperor or Alexander the Great, they had left behind many backup plans. In other words, there were existences like Lu Sheng and Han Zhong in the East who appeared like "prophets" to provide information, and similar things were happening in the West. Their purpose was nothing more than to use the power of the listeners who wanted to escape the fate of being destroyed to help them set up 2,000 years ago. This was actually more effective and efficient than going through all the trouble to leave behind more power to be used today.

"There's only one high-level listener there now." Zach pushed his glasses up. "He's at the peak of the beginner level. Actually, we can choose the simplest way to snatch that thing."

"But what if there's an unexpected surprise?"

The one who spoke was Chicos.

"I'll go and restrain that guy first, and then wait for Lehmann's results. You guys don't have to come. Lehmann said that it's best not to completely expand the matter. After all, the foundation of the eastern listeners isn't any worse than ours.

Our first goal is to get that thing and control it in our hands. As for whether that China man named Su Bai is willing to sacrifice himself for his son, it's not necessary. As long as we only set our goal on him, the rest of the listeners will turn a blind eye and not resist or reject us.

After all, in the next stage, when we enter that world, we still have to cooperate with the eastern listeners. "

…

Tomorrow was the day to go to Lhasa, so today, Xun Er began her training as usual. However, she no longer blasted rocks. Instead, she began to practice Qigong. Xun Er's initial strengthening route was actually very similar to that of Su Bai in the early days. They were both more messy, so there were more things to practice.

However, Xun Er, who had just entered meditation for a while, suddenly opened her eyes. She saw a man in a white trench coat standing in front of her, and she had no idea when he had appeared.

"You look okay." Chicos didn't have any special intentions towards Xun Er. He just stretched out his hand and wanted to put this woman to sleep. He didn't think that a female listener who mingled among the high-level listeners, who wasn't even a veteran, could be of any value. At most, she was just for the entertainment needs of the high-level listeners. This situation was also very common in the West, so Chicos didn't intend to use this woman as a hostage to threaten him.

However, just as Chicos's hand was about to fall, a figure in a kasaya suddenly appeared in front of him. At the same time, a hatchet appeared in the air and directly slashed at Chicos's wrist.

Very vigilant …

Chicos smiled slightly and didn't think much of it. He just flipped his wrist and raised it up.

There was a buzzing sound, and Lord Zeng took a few steps back, while Chicos remained motionless. However, there was a small cut on his wrist. Only then did he realize that the little beginner in front of him didn't seem to be as weak as he had expected. This guy should be advancing to the intermediate level soon.

"Guests who come from afar are supposed to be guests, but you don't look like one," Lord Zeng said as he looked at Chicos in front of him.

"We came uninvited," Chicos said indifferently.

Nowadays, there were very few big-shot listeners in this world. The two big-shot listeners from the East were in Guangxi and Qinhuangdao. They had already confirmed their locations in advance, so there was no need to worry about a big-shot listener suddenly appearing. As for the rest of the high-level listeners from the East, they were probably busy advancing and proving their Dao. They wouldn't be in the mood to meddle in other people's business. Moreover, they also had a vested interest in what they and the others were going to do.

"Purpose?" Lord Zeng asked.

"We're not talking to you, and we don't mean you any harm," Chicos explained. Chicos explained, "We just want to take something away and do something that's beneficial to everyone.

In addition, that orphanage is also what we want. "Chicos pointed to the orphanage on the opposite hill.

"Oh, then let's fight." Lord Zeng's answer was very straightforward.

"What?" Chicos felt as if he had misheard.

"Fight." Lord Zeng repeated, "Kill me, or I won't allow you to touch that orphanage."

Some things could be discussed, and some things could be compromised. However, Lord Zeng would never allow the little guy to be taken away or hurt again under his nose. He had already been like this once at the Fang's house in Shanghai. Therefore, Lord Zeng wouldn't let it happen again.

This was not because of Su Bai. Su Bai didn't have enough influence to make Lord Zeng so determined.

The only reason was …

That child …

Back then, he had also hugged him and teased him.

He had also giggled in his arms.

Moreover, when Su Bai brought the little guy out of the story world, he and Qilü had both blessed the child. This had already formed a relationship similar to "godfather".

When the brothers were together, they could also calculate each other's gains and losses a little. That was why Qilü didn't give up his hope of advancing to help Su Bai at the bottom of Sanjiang.

However, Lord Zeng believed that if Qilü was here alone now, he would also make the same choice as him.

Everyone struggled …

In order to live …

And to live without the slightest persistence or bottom line …

It was better to die.