Lin Sheng went back to his rented apartment and began to meditate on Saint Power to recover what he had just expended.
He meditated and rested, meditated and rested. He repeated this process until the afternoon.
Lin Sheng got up and went downstairs to get some dinner.
Just as he stepped out of the stairwell, he saw Maier, the White Fatso, rushing towards him.
Maier was wearing a pair of black overalls. He had just gotten out of the car when he saw Lin Sheng and rushed over.
"Hahaha! Bro Lin, we meet again! "He shamelessly grabbed the stocky Lin Sheng and patted him on the back.
But after patting him twice, he suddenly felt pain in his fat hand and immediately stopped.
"What's the matter?" Lin Sheng did not believe that this guy just happened to bump into him. It was obvious that Maier was waiting for him.
"I saw it." Maier had a mysterious smile on his face as he got closer. "You've already applied to the headquarters, right? That's very efficient. "
Lin Sheng immediately came to a realization.
Recalling the conversation with Maier, he knew that this guy must be here to verify the information.
"I've only accepted one disciple, and it's all his help. It's your turn. Where's your sincerity?" He whispered.
"I'm here, aren't I?" Maier chuckled. "I'll give you a text ad on the travel channel during prime time. The rest of the benefits will be the same. "
"Alright." Lin Sheng nodded.
The two walked into a small restaurant.
Lin Sheng called the waiter and ordered seven to eight dishes and five lunchboxes. He also added a pair of chopsticks for Maier.
"By the way, I have a question. Among the dark powers, is there any healing ability for others?" Lin Sheng asked in a low voice.
Maier picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and smiled.
"Yes, there are, but very, very few. The Darksiders have pretty good self-healing abilities. They don't need any healing at all, and their nature is not of that category. So … "
Lin Sheng nodded thoughtfully.
Indeed, the Darksiders he had seen were all people with incredible regenerative abilities, and some of them even had insane regenerative abilities.
"By the way, do you know about what happened yesterday morning?" Maier's expression suddenly turned serious.
"Yesterday morning?" Lin Sheng blinked, not understanding Ma Yi's words.
For the past few days, he had even stopped exploring the Dream World because he was afraid that his death would affect his condition during the day. Almost all of his attention was focused on the construction of the Temple.
Now, his efforts had finally paid off.
As for other things, he really did not have any information channels.
"The Heaven's Spire has such a bad relationship with you. Why don't you pay attention to their intelligence?"
"What is it?" Lin Sheng was speechless. "I've been busy these past few days. I don't have time to care about other things."
"Alright, alright." Maier picked up the cup and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. "Something big has happened in the Heaven's Spire!"
His chubby face was solemn, and he lowered his voice mysteriously. He had the expression of a peddler who was secretly looking for a yellow butterfly.
"What is it?" Lin Sheng asked.
"You don't even know about such a big thing?" Maier sighed.
"Just say it!" Lin Sheng was speechless at the man's dragging.
"Actually … it's …" Maier looked around. "This trip to the Heaven's Spire … Sigh …" He let out a long sigh and began to shake his head.
"Spit it out!" Lin Sheng slammed his palm on the table.
Mai shuddered at the sight of him. The two lumps of fat on his chubby face shook up and down like a pug skipping rope.
"Alright, alright, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" He quickly wiped his sweat. He smiled apologetically at the other customers around him.
Then, he sat up and said in a low voice.
"The Heaven's Spire was ambushed by the Heart of the Ocean and the Revivalists at Talisman Island in the North Sea. The losses were severe, and it was said that Carte Blanche, a dark-energy organization from Miga, was involved. "
"Severe losses? How severe? "Lin Sheng asked in surprise.
"Didn't the Lord Thousand Arms of the Holy Sanctum also cause a ruckus last time?"
Maier whispered. "But that was on a completely different scale compared to this one. This time, three of the Heaven's Spire's Five-wingers died. One of the Six-wingers died. And … "
He paused and took another sip of water.
"And I heard that even the Palatinates were involved …"
"Palatinates?" Lin Sheng was stunned.
This was the first time he had heard of the term.
"In the Heaven's Spire, the Six-wingers are already the pinnacle of the Darksiders. In our words, the Palatinates are the top of the dark-energy field, and they will not be mobilized easily."
Maier sighed.
"Now even the bigwigs of this level have been alerted. Think about it, the entire Isle of Talisman, with a population of more than a hundred thousand, now there is no one left alive … It's terrible."
"How do you explain it to the public?" Lin Sheng asked after a moment of silence.
"It's a volcanic eruption. What other tricks could there be? In fact, in the war-torn lands, many ordinary people also know about the supernatural world, but it has not spread on a large scale. "Maier said casually.
"How strong are the Palatinates? Have you seen them before? "Lin Sheng wanted to know about this so-called top level of dark-energy, but he did not want to ask directly.
"How would I know?" Maier was speechless. "Didn't you come from Celine? Don't the Heart of the Ocean and the Revivalists have Palatinates? You haven't seen them before? "
"No …" Lin Sheng shook his head. "I've only heard of them before."
"Isn't your house near Whitehawk Base? You know about the explosion of the ammunition depot in Whitehawk Base? That time, it was the Palatinates of the Heaven's Spire. "
Maier looked contemptuous.
"Otherwise, why do you think the Heart of the Ocean and the Revivalists would go so far to ambush them? It was the Heaven's Spire who made an exception first. At first, everyone had a tacit understanding that it would not involve that level. In the end, the Heaven's Spire could not help but make the first move. "
"So … what level of trouble would the Palatinates have to make a move?" Lin Sheng asked again.
"How would I know?" Maier rolled his eyes. "At that level, they are already big shots. I'm not a big shot. Who knows what they are thinking?"
"How many Palatinates are there in the Heaven's Spire?" Lin Sheng did not hide his curiosity.
"Three."
"What about the Revivalists and the Heart of the Ocean?"
"Are you one of Celine's or am I?" Fatso was enraged.
"Miga's dark-energy organization is called Carte Blanche? What about Olro? What about Xylond? "Lin Sheng thought for a moment before asking.
"Olro's is Hellfire. It's such a lame name. Why are you looking at me? It's not like I named it. "Fatso rolled his eyes.
"Our Xylond's is the Super Special Forces. Haven't you seen them before? They're the ones who came with me. I'm one of them. "
"What's the difference between a Palatinate and a normal Darksider?" Lin Sheng asked again.
"I've done some research on this. My mom showed it to me before. It's a well-known part. I'll pick something and tell you. "
Maier was also happy to build a good relationship with Lin Sheng. Now the higher-ups were interested in the Iron Fist Society's Saint power system. Who knows, maybe one day Lin Sheng would become his boss.
He had encountered this kind of thing before.
"Go ahead." Lin Sheng nodded.
Fatso took a sip of water and put down the cup as he pondered.
"It's said that the dark powers originate from the evil side of the human heart." Maier said mysteriously. "So the Darksiders, more or less, will have all kinds of evil desires amplified.
But rumor has it that when they reach a higher level, the dark powers will undergo a qualitative change. During this process, if the Darksiders can take the opportunity to draw out the power of the good side of the heart.
Then they will be able to level their hearts, completely sublimate, and become a different kind of existence. "
"What if it doesn't come out?" Lin Sheng asked.
Maier shrugged.
"Do you know why the higher-ups restrict the Six-wingers from fighting each other? It's because they're afraid that if the Six-wingers are agitated, and lose control … that would be a Palatinate-level disaster … "
Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
"That is to say, whether the last step is successful or not, as long as the qualitative change begins, their strength will skyrocket to the Palatinate-level?"
"Bingo!" Maier gave a thumbs up.
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