"Your teacher …" Maier's expression changed as he heard the keyword. He was trying to dig out more secrets of the Ironfist Society.
While the Ironfist Society had only caused a ruckus in a small port in Celine, it had attracted a lot of attention.
It had been a long time since such a powerful organization had emerged in every country.
Although many organizations were also very strong, they were, after all, the people had watched them grow and grow. Every step he took was traceable.
But the Ironfist Society, as if it had jumped out of a crack in a rock, suddenly popped up.
So some of the neighboring countries near Celine were interested.
"What about my teacher?" Lin Sheng pretended not to understand. "Don't ask me anything. I don't know anything. "
"Nothing, just wanted to ask." Maier smiled sheepishly. "Has the Ironfist Society ever thought of opening a branch here?"
"Huh?!" Lin Sheng's expression froze as if he did not expect Maier to say something like that.
"Did you not hear me? I'll ask again. "Maier's expression turned serious. "The higher-ups want me to ask you if the Ironfist Society could open a branch here."
"Where?" Lin Sheng was caught off guard. He had just been chased out of Celine, and now someone was asking him to open a branch.
"To be honest, Xylond is divided into the east and west. We belong to the east. Usually, the east is decided by the elected state parliament, including the military. "
Maier explained.
"This time, the one who invited you is the Desmond state parliament, and it is the unanimous request of the entire parliament."
Lin Sheng was baffled.
"I can try again, but we have already made enemies with Redwinian's Heaven's Spire … Aren't you afraid …"
"That's okay. Redwinian's Heaven's Spire is strong, but we are not to be trifled with. " Maier smiled. "Also, do you know why Xylond is the most developed in the arts?"
"Why?"
"That's because we are inclusive and tolerant of everything. As long as the Ironfist Society is not an anti-human or anti-social organization, Xylond will welcome it with open arms. "Maier smiled.
"This … I'll go back and apply for it. To be honest, I also want to reopen a branch, but it depends on whether the higher-ups support it or not, "Lin Sheng said hesitantly.
"Don't worry, if the branch can be located in our Demonsy State, the preferential benefits and policies we can provide will definitely exceed your imagination!" Maier's beady eyes narrowed into a line as he smiled.
He took out a folded piece of black paper from his pocket, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it towards Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng took it and opened it to have a look.
Rows upon rows of clauses, all of which were benefits and benefits for the establishment of the Ironfist Society.
Tax exemption for five years, focused advertisement support, high amount of interest-free loans, free rolling broadcasting in the state during prime time.
"Your attitude wasn't like this before." Lin Sheng put away the paper and folded it.
"I used to work for the general government, but now, I'm a native of Demonsy State. We serve the state parliament, "Fatso said with a smile.
"We are very curious about the training method of your society. To think that you can allow people with no dark powers to break through the limit and become Transcended …"
"There are conditions," Lin Sheng interrupted him. "Before I taught them the training method, I had already checked their physique. Those who are not qualified will not even have the chance to learn. "
"Alright … I wonder if you can tell me what the conditions are?" Finally, the man sitting next to Maier spoke.
The last time they met, this guy was extremely irritable, but now he was much more normal. While there was still a hint of impatience in his eyes, but he was able to control his temper.
"I can't say for sure, but the probability is one in a few hundred." Lin Sheng said simply.
A flash of disappointment flashed in the eyes of Maier and the man.
Was that not the same as the selection of dark powers?
Lin Sheng could tell what the two were thinking, and did not say anything.
The waiter had just served coffee and fruit platter. He pierced a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth.
He had already told them the truth, and it was up to them to decide what to do. If they could still insist on giving out so many benefits, then it would not be a problem to start a branch here.
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Beleon Archipelago.
Bam!
An orange-yellow flame exploded on Khadula's body.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere, as large clumps of red shrapnel exploded, splattering all over the ground.
"Ouch …" Khadula's body writhed as it rapidly healed, and in less than two seconds, it had returned to its original state. Even its clothes had returned to normal.
Tens of meters in front of him, a dozen Redwinian soldiers who were firing on one knee were instantly grabbed by the arms that shot out from the ground, climbed up, and drowned. They did not even have the chance to scream.
This was a Redwinian military camp on the island.
The buildings in the camp were set ablaze, and the fire had turned several buildings into a ten-meter-tall torch.
The ground was littered with bodies, guns, and cannons.
Amidst the flames, hordes of pale arms were like a swarm of insects, wriggling and crawling, converging into a white river that flowed across the ground.
From afar, it looked like a massive white serpent, slithering back and forth between the flames.
Khadula stood in the middle, his eyes were pitch black, like a black hole without any light.
He looked left and right, and did not find any living thing that could fight back, so he continued to move forward.
During the ambush on the camp, his body had been attacked countless times. Bombs, cannons, sniper rifles, and all sorts of traps.
But each time his body was destroyed, he would quickly recover.
This terrifying and despair-inducing immortality soon left the Redwinian army in despair.
"Boring." Khadula moved a few hundred meters forward, and almost went through the entire camp.
But even so, no one attacked him.
Everyone in the camp was either dead or had fled.
"Since you've all given up. Then … let's end this once and for all. "Khadula raised his right arm and pressed down lightly.
In an instant, an invisible shockwave, with him as the epicenter, instantly spread to all the arms in the camp.
Countless white arms suddenly exploded and sank into the ground.
As for the corpses on the ground, their essence also flowed into the arms, and sank into the ground.
For a moment, there was not a single trace of blood in the camp, and only a few scattered weapons were left.
"A camp of more than four hundred people, and it fell in less than three minutes. Khadula, is the Iron Fist Society trying to declare war on the Heaven's Spire? "
A green light flashed from afar, and a metal ring appeared on the ground. Two blurry figures appeared in the ring.
Like a long-distance holographic projection, the two figures flickered from time to time, and the signal seemed to be unstable.
But their voices were clearly transmitted.
"Declare war? Why? "Khadula's eyes widened in shock.
"There are so many of you Redwinians, and I've only eaten a little. Not even one-hundred-thousandth of your population. You're going to declare war over such a small number of people? "
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