Lin Sheng sat down and continued to think about his plan.
"It's too slow for me to start from scratch. Instead of that, I might as well make use of the existing corporations here and trade with them to get what I want.
"So, what can I trade with them?" He began to count the assets he had.
Soon, a good and safe plan appeared in his mind. It was worth a try.
"The summoning ritual costs a lot of money. I also need more resources to try other rituals and experiments. I have to make money as soon as possible. "
Lin Sheng made up his mind and continued with his study.
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Adolf gently pulled his female companion into his arms and kissed her deeply.
Intoxicated by the wine and the banquet, and stimulated by the luxury bags and branded jewelry, another stunner threw herself into his arms.
In the eyes of outsiders, Adolf was the high and mighty prince of the Chris Group, the young master who was bound to get a share of the family's wealth in the future.
He indulged himself every night, did whatever he wanted, and lived a luxurious life that ordinary people could not imagine.
But only he knew. How boring and empty a life like this was.
He did not like it.
But other than that, he could not find anything else to fill the emptiness in his heart.
Especially after he found out about Zeon. They were both young masters, but Zeon could break free from the shackles of his family and live the life he wanted. But he could not …
Moreover, the Zeon family's Yuandu Group and his family's Chris Group were both first-class corporations in the country.
But every time his father and sister mentioned the Yuandu Group, they would remind him not to mess with the Zeon family. It was as if they were all dreadful beasts.
An hour later, Adolf pushed away the woman beside him and asked her to get up and leave.
The woman picked up the bank card he left for her, kissed him one last time, put on her clothes, and left.
The door slowly closed. Adolf was left alone on the big bed, in a daze.
If he had a choice, he did not want to indulge in this every day. But it had been like this all these years, and he was used to it …
In fact, he did not want to disappoint his sister, and he did not want to see his father disappointed.
But what could he do?
He had tried, but no talent was no talent. Even when he had many times better resources than others, he still failed.
He was still able to continuously fail until his eldest sister and father were completely disappointed in him.
In the end, he also recognized the reality and understood that he was really just an extremely ordinary person. After that, he gave up and sank into depravity.
"How ugly …" He rubbed his face with both hands. He got up, put on a robe, and walked to the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror, he lowered his head to wash his face.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold swept over from his back, and instantly spread to every part of his body.
"Poor child, I see your painful and empty heart …"
A strange man with his face wrapped in layers of bandages, carrying a silver longsword on his back, stood at the bathroom door of his room, looking at him quietly.
"Who are you!" Adolf was alarmed and was about to shout for the bodyguard. However, this action was instantly stopped by the other party's strange movement.
The strange man's body suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke, flew in front of him, and condensed again.
Since the two of them were so close, Adolf didn't dare to call out carelessly.
"Who the hell are you?!" His eyes widened as he saw a living person turn into a puff of black smoke. This sudden magical feeling made his brain unable to react for a moment.
At first, he pinched his thigh hard, thinking that he was still dreaming.
However, the intense pain made him immediately understand that he was not dreaming.
The strange man slowly moved his head closer to him. Through the layers of bandages, the pair of sharp eyes were like black holes, piercing straight through the bandages, as if to stab into the depths of Adolf's heart.
"Your unwillingness, your depression, your emptiness … I see it all …"
"Who are you? What do you want?! " Adolf gulped, took a step back, and pressed his back against the sink, his eyes filled with vigilance and an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
"Me? A nobody who is searching for talented people for the organization, "the strange man answered in a hoarse voice.
"Talented people??" Adolf was startled, pointing at himself doubtfully. "You mean me?"
"Are you doubting me?" The strange man laughed lightly. "But it's none of my business, I'm only responsible for providing opportunities. You're the chosen one. You're qualified to receive Saint power's bathing. Of course, you can also refuse, and I'll leave immediately after that. "
Adolf was not the Iron Fist Society's only choice, so Lin Sheng did not really care about this person.
Although this person had good qualifications, especially in terms of compatibility with Saint Power, that was not what Lin Sheng cared about.
Adolf's breathing gradually became heavier.
He was not a person who gave up on himself, it was just a result of trying too many times, failing too many times, and finally being helpless.
But now, he was inexplicably chosen, and obtained a mysterious special qualification?
The ability to turn into black smoke was something he had never seen before.
It was a world that represented the extraordinary, and it was slowly unfolding before him at this time. As long as he agreed … it seemed like he would be qualified to enter.
"What do I need to pay? What do I get? "Fortunately, he still retained a trace of clarity and rationality.
"Pay? Get? "At this time, the consciousness within the Blackfeather Swordsmen was actually controlled by Lin Sheng. He laughed.
"Do you think you can get everything easily with qualifications? Qualifications are just the starting point. You have to put in countless efforts, energy, and time to reach a higher point. "
"Of course, the teaching of Saint Power does require a price. But that's just a small price to pay. What you really need to pay is perseverance and never give up. "
Lin Sheng used the Blackfeather Swordsmen's speed to choose a lot of people that night, and among them, there were three that he liked the most.
He prepared to test them one by one and bring them into the society.
After all, the Iron Fist Society could not only rely on him and his summoned creatures. There must be enough other strong members to support the overall situation.
And among these three, as long as one was confirmed to be qualified, Lin Sheng did not intend to develop the other two.
It was not that Xylond did not have any extraordinary powers, but he did not intend to be too arrogant and develop members at will, lest he offend the local forces here.
He had not yet dealt with the Heaven's Spire, and if another Xylond came, it would be really difficult.
Adolf's breathing gradually became heavier.
He could clearly feel that the other party's attitude towards him was not just about him. Instead, it was more like he could find a replacement at any time.
He had indeed guessed correctly.
Lin Sheng had a lot of substitutes to choose from. Adolf's aptitude was terrifying, and he was the best he had ever seen.
But for Lin Sheng, no matter how good his qualifications were, it could not be faster than his absorption of souls.
So it did not matter to him at all. After all, the purpose of recruiting members was not to increase combat power, but to gain resources and connections.
"I … agree!" Adolf no longer hesitated and agreed decisively.
He decided to gamble once more. Even though he had lost completely in the previous bet, he still decided to believe in it this time!
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