Upon arriving at the guesthouse, Luo Tian noticed that the security room, which had been damaged in yesterday's battle, had been completely renovated.

The two-story building stands to one side of the entrance, with various exquisite decorations and facilities inside, including a high-definition television.

In the wasteland before the gate, the deep pit that Luo Tian blasted open with a single punch has now turned into a small lake. Busy workers are carrying out small-scale repairs all around, and there is even the outline of a pavilion in the center of the lake.

Inside the security room, Mr. Qin, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his body wrapped in bandages and looked miserable, saw Luo Tian and quickly drove his wheelchair out the door to greet him.

The wheelchair that Grandpa Qin was sitting on didn't seem to have its tires installed yet; only the two bare rims were rolling on the ground, and the wheelchair was spinning so fast that it sparked.

"Mr. Luo, you're here so early today!"

Grandpa Qin smiled kindly and tried to stand up from his wheelchair.

Seeing Qin's current state, Luo Tian naturally knew that the old gatekeeper must have imagined a lot of things.

For example, they might be reclusive powerhouses, old monsters who play the game of life, etc. In short, they are quite wary of their own identities.

Otherwise, Mr. Qin, who was seriously injured yesterday, would never have come to work even while sitting in a wheelchair.

However, to put the old man at ease, Luo Tian didn't offer any further explanation. He simply gestured for Mr. Qin to sit down, glanced at the lake under construction in the distance, and asked:

"here it is?"

"I fell asleep yesterday afternoon, and when I woke up I found that my whole body ached, and there was a deep pit here for no reason."

After reporting this to their superiors, they felt that the barren landscape in front of our guesthouse was an eyesore, so they decided to use superhumans to build this lake.

Grandpa Qin pretended to be stupid and didn't mention Luo Tian at all in his words.

Luo Tian had a guess in his mind: it was very likely that Old Master Qin used his status and power to push all the blame for yesterday's events onto himself.

Even if the Mingcheng officials had doubts, they didn't dare to question a demigod, which suited Luo Tian's wishes.

After revealing the Undying City, Luo Tian no longer had much intention of hiding his true intentions. However, not revealing anything would ultimately allow him to have some peace and quiet.

Luo Tian patted Grandpa Qin's bandaged shoulder, said "Well done!" and then walked towards the manor.

Grandpa Qin stood there dumbfounded for a long time before letting out a silly "hehe" laugh from his aged face.

Although Grandpa Qin was old, he was not senile. He recovered from his serious injuries and coma not long after Huai was killed by Luo Tian.

The previous battle attracted the attention of the superhumans stationed in Ming City. Many even wanted to investigate the matter and report it to the upper echelons of the empire, but he forcibly exposed his identity and stopped them with the majesty of a demigod.

Helping Luo Tian suppress this matter is not only to protect oneself, but also to curry favor with Luo Tian, ​​this old monster who plays the field.

Judging from the current situation, Luo Tian seems quite satisfied with his performance. In addition, the fact that he risked his life to save Luo Tian from the Death Whisper Circus yesterday has left a good impression on Luo Tian.

Although Luo Tian has not made any statement yet, this impression alone makes all the previous efforts worthwhile for Grandpa Qin.

The favor shown to someone of this level of strength is absolutely immeasurable by simple monetary wealth; it might even save their life in certain critical moments.

With his gaze sweeping over the lake under construction in the distance, Grandpa Qin happily pushed his wheelchair, which was spitting sparks, into the duty room.

"Yesterday's big battle affected many places. Those guys on the committee wanted to find someone to take the blame for this, and they almost pushed Mr. Luo out. I was really scared at the time."

"If I hadn't stopped them in time, and it had turned out that Mr. Luo was sent out on a mission by me, they might have really made Mr. Luo a scapegoat."

The image flashed through Grandpa Qin's mind, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

"As expected, how can we protect this world by associating with these insects!"

After hurling a few curses at those bureaucrats who only know how to find scapegoats, Grandpa Qin casually picked up the newspaper that had just been delivered that morning.

While casually browsing the messages, Grandpa Qin couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"The whole thing was handled quite well yesterday. The only bad thing is that Mr. Luo left the guesthouse later and we don't know where he went."

"However, given Mr. Luo's strength, there's a high probability that he went directly to the Death Whisper Circus's base."

It's estimated that in a couple of days, we'll see news in the newspapers about the destruction of the Great Yin Empire's top assassin organization.

Thinking of this, a hint of schadenfreude arose in Grandpa Qin's heart.

"So what if you're a top-tier assassin or a demigod? If you provoke someone you shouldn't, I'll wipe you out within three days, and I'll annihilate your base!"

"I heard from those good-for-nothing disciples that the Death Whisper Assassins' base is in that eerie place called the Undead City."

It seems I'll need to keep a close eye on news about the Undead City these next few days.

As he casually turned to the next page of the newspaper, an urgent news item caught Mr. Qin's eye.

On the newspaper, a deep, black sinkhole almost covered the entire page, and the pitch blackness without a trace of light occupied Grandpa Qin's vision.

Below the image, several large characters were prominently displayed.

"Shocking! The Undying City was destroyed overnight!"

"With the fall of the Undying Lord, what will become of the entire Dark Realm?"

The gloating smile on Grandpa Qin's face vanished, and the aged demigod felt a jolt in his heart.

Considering Luo Tian's disappearance and the relationship between the Death Whisper Circus and the Undead City, Grandpa Qin seemed to have discovered some terrifying secret.

"belch!"

With a flick of his eyes, Grandpa Qin, who was already seriously injured and not yet healed, passed out.

Chapter Seventy-Four: Yin Qianyu's Crisis!

"This is what you call a job?"

In the guesthouse office, Aatrox launched into his usual verbal sparring with Luo Tian.

Setting aside the second half of "Madam, You Don't Want Your Husband to Lose His Job, Do You?", Luo Tian glanced at Aatrox, who was planted in a flowerpot, and said in a flat voice:

Is there a problem?

The blade of Aatrox gleamed, and his tone was full of disappointment and frustration.

"With such immense power, are you merely content to spend your days reading and slacking off here?"

"You said that you can kill some special transmigrators to gain experience and improve your realm, and you can also increase the so-called passive level."

"If I had your ability to constantly grow stronger, I would find all those transmigrators and kill them all! Not a single one would be spared!"

Luo Tian, ​​who had assumed Aatrox had some brilliant insights, couldn't help but purse his lips and continue reading this excellent novel, casually remarking:

"Killing time travelers is just killing the goose that lays the golden eggs; it's completely unreliable."

Last night I ravaged the entire Undead City. Theoretically, those alien races from other dimensions could also be considered transmigrators, but even with so many people, I only gained a mere 112 experience points.

This also includes the Protoss from the Koprulu Sector who has already been confirmed as a transmigrator.

"The logic and reasons why time travelers provide experience are still unclear. I would be crazy to kill those time travelers."

Besides, you're a time traveler too!

How about I help you out when I'm just a little short of level six in experience?

Luo Tian's words left Aatrox speechless for a moment, then he changed the subject.

"Then what about stacking passive abilities? Don't you want to have even greater power?"

Luo Tian shook his head decisively: "No, I've already passed the stage of self-discipline. Now I just want to learn from experience in peace."

Of course, experience is only one of the reasons; there is an even more important point: the existence of the soul's will.

Once influenced by the will of the soul and transformed into a self-disciplined dog, be careful—it wouldn't be a joke if it ended up patching up the entire world.

To avoid becoming obsessed with QQ, Luo Tian still needs to remain vigilant at all times.

As various thoughts flashed through his mind, Luo Tian suddenly realized a problem he had previously overlooked.

Setting down his book again, Luo Tian asked Aatrox, who was standing in the flowerpot:

"Your previous attack on the Protoss in the Koprulu Sector seemed to be a premeditated move. Aatrox, how did you know that Protoss would participate in the Undead City Ritual?"

Aatrox was also slightly taken aback. He had previously tried to find out the identity of the person behind the list who provided him, but he had not found any trace of them.

When he later bumped into Luo Tian, ​​he subconsciously assumed that Luo Tian had been manipulating things from the beginning, and naturally overlooked the whole incident.

Now that I think about it, given Luo Tian's strength, there seems to be no reason for him to lead him to kill any Protoss in the Koprulu Sector.

The man and his sword exchanged a glance, and both fell into deep thought.

.....

Inside the stationmaster's office at Mingcheng Station, Yin Qianyu looked at the familiar figure carrying a greatsword on the surveillance video she had pulled up, and her eyes twitched slightly.

Looking at the staff member beside her, Yin Qianyu asked again:

"Are you sure this is the person who got off that train?"

The staff member bowed his head and answered respectfully:

“Yesterday I checked his identity because he was carrying a weapon, and the ID he showed was indeed named Luo Tian.”

"I understand. You may leave now."

Forcing a smile, Yin Qianyu gave instructions to the staff.

As she watched the staff leave, the moment the door closed, Yin Qianyu slammed her fair, jade-like hand onto the desk, leaving a clear handprint on the ironwood surface.

"Why did he happen to get on the private train? Why did he also go to the City of the Undead?"

Yin Qianyu's perfect face was now filled with anger. Still dressed in her blue and white military uniform, she paced back and forth in the room with her long legs, her beautiful eyes flashing with unease.

Having just finished breakfast, Vigus, heavily pregnant, lay sprawled to the side, lazily expressing her schadenfreude to Yin Qianyu.

“I told you that Luo Tian was definitely hiding a lot from you. I suggest you go home right now and confront Luo Tian face to face. You’ll definitely get a lot out of him.”

"And Aatrox's relationship with the Protoss was something he told you."

As far as I know, the Darkin are indeed hostile to the Protoss, but I've never even heard of that Protoss in the Koprulu Sector, yet he still mentioned it, and coincidentally, it appeared in the Undead City.

After you sent that list, your intention was to communicate with Aatrox. Who knew that the Darkin would start killing people in full view of everyone, and it seems that he even killed the wrong person, which caused everything to go wrong afterwards.

All these things taken together, and it's possible that Luo Tian is secretly manipulating things behind the scenes!

Having eaten and drunk her fill, Vigus began to indulge in her fantasies, preparing to take advantage of Yin Qianyu's anger to say a few bad things and get revenge on Luo Tian.

After all, Vigus had almost always lost in her previous confrontations with Luo Tian, ​​and now that she finally had a chance to get revenge, she had to.

But Yin Qianyu's next sentence left Vigus somewhat dumbfounded.

"He went to the City of the Undead so early, and he didn't bring any knights with him. He must have sent the knights back alone."

"If the Knight can't open his door, isn't he afraid he'll be bullied by the stray dogs in the neighborhood?"

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