I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

Lillian Scarlett, who considered herself to be full of dignity, would never actually roll around on the ground. Naturally, she pretended that nothing had happened and took the opportunity to grab some of Talulah's dried fruit.

Since the decision has been made to help the Earl get through the first month, simply pretending to be a charlatan is definitely not going to work. When Moses crossed the desert, he had two cans of Want Want Little Buns to fool people. Now that Li Lin claims to be the second son of the Father of God, and has come to earth to teach people to fight, it will naturally depend on Nian's forging skills.

As for Talulah and the Kingslayer, they didn't just sit idly by. With the Count publicizing their identities, they began training the Vienna garrison.

The three worked from day to night, and Nian was still full of energy, while Talulah and the Kingslayer were already feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

The main reason is that Li Lin sat on the sidelines without doing any work, and would occasionally tell his little jokes.

For example, appreciating the ecology of the Drak people.

"Why are there fewer and fewer pure-blooded Drak when there are so many wyverns? It's essentially because of the gender conflict among dragons."

Li Lin sighed indignantly beside Talulah.

"Male dragons are just fat, lazy otaku who focus on accumulating gold coins. They go out to seduce prostitutes whenever they need to, and they'll sleep with whatever they can get their hands on, resulting in a world full of female dragons."

"The mother dragons enjoy boxing and finding human study companions, which is why you Drak are on the verge of extinction."

For example, Li Lin said to Nian in a corny way: "If you were Lü Bu, then I would be Fangtian Huaji."

Nian knew nothing about who Lü Bu was, but she was still very interested in the halberd: "Then why is that?"

"That way, you can hold my halberd handle, hehehehehe." Li Lin dodged Nian's tail while running away with a sly grin.

After causing trouble for Nian and Talulah, Li Lin sneaked up to the Kingslayer and started telling his tasteless little stories.

Do you know the story of the old man who lost his horse?

The king-slayer, who was setting up city defenses, didn't even turn his head. "I know, it's a proverb from the Yan Kingdom..."

“Back in the days at the border of Kazimierz, there was a trainer who had a female horse under his command.”

"Trainer...you mean a knight? And why does this sound different from the stories I've heard before?"

Most of the knights of Kazimierz have transformed themselves. They no longer uphold honor as they did in the past, but instead engage in commercial duels to earn huge profits for themselves and the business associations behind them.

"One day, one of his female horses went missing. While others were comforting him, the trainer said, 'Who knows if this is not a good thing?' Sure enough, after a while, his female horse returned, bringing with her a large herd of nomadic female horses."

The regicide hesitated to speak.

"Everyone was congratulating him on this, but the trainer said, 'Who knows if this is a bad thing?' A month later, a war broke out between Casimir and Gaul, and his son suffered a herniated disc from being ridden backwards by the horses due to excessive friction with them."

"Others comforted him about this, but the trainer replied again, 'Who knows if this is not a good thing?' A few months later, their horse gave birth to many foals, forming a large family. This is the story of the old man who lost his horse but found it to be a blessing in disguise."

It was close to 8 p.m. when the incident occurred, and all their work had been completed.

"Hmm?" Just then, Li Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he stood up on the city wall, gazing into the distance.

"What happened?" Nian asked.

Li Lin let out a long breath.

"My legs go numb from sitting for too long, so I'll stand up for a bit."

"I knew it......"

"Ugh......"

The Kingslayer and Talulah chimed in from the sidelines, but Li Lin's answer didn't surprise them at all.

With several hours to go before dawn, they had a moment to relax after finishing their preparations.

What should we do?

"Why don't you come and listen to my story?" Li Lin suddenly had an idea.

"Forget it, I've heard enough this afternoon," Talulah quickly waved her hand.

"Let's play mahjong instead." Nian casually rolled out a mahjong table and invited the three of them to play.

"Hey—" Li Lin dragged out his dissatisfaction.

Talulah's skills are only average, Kingslayer is about the same, Nian is a terrible chess player, but Li Lin's luck is undeniable.

What's frightening is that the four of them were completely oblivious to their own limitations, playing a round of mahjong with such intensity that it was truly exhilarating.

In these joyful moments, time quietly passed, and the sky outside the window darkened and then brightened again.

They did not see the count's face again.

The main storyline has ended.

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164 Are you trying to bribe me?!

The world when you are awake.

Li Lin woke up on the sofa after leaving the secret realm.

His sleeping posture was so contorted that his whole body felt as if he had been run over by Han Hong's steamroller, causing him excruciating pain.

There are two jokes in this sentence, surely no one can miss them?

After practicing a round of Cthulhu Xingyi Quan, Li Lin refreshed and opened the dark green desktop that rose in front of him to check the income he had gained from completing that secret realm.

While it may be called income, it's not entirely accurate. Essentially, it's the reward they receive for repairing historical wounds; it's a manifestation of the pent-up emotions within history itself.

Several secret manuals, several influential items, and the most significant find in that secret realm—Alan's Powder.

The body of this immortal being left in the secret realm has been ground into powder over the years, and can be used as a high-grade material for initiation, playing a significant role in spells and rituals.

As a widely used phase-initiating material, this deep purple powder is undoubtedly quite precious. In the hidden world, its value far exceeds that of gold of the same weight.

In addition, Nian also planned to ask Theresa Garmier: the “trial” promised by the Night’s Watch was still far from being completed, which was quite lamentable.

Li Lin walked out and found Forget-Me-Not sitting idly at the bar, which was extremely rare for him.

This scene, as Li Lin saw it, involuntarily caused a certain distortion: Damn it, can't you find something to do when I'm not around? A working person shouldn't act like a working person, what kind of behavior is this!

Embodying a sense of ownership, Li Lin rushed to the bar and pointed at Forget-Me-Not, saying, "How can you be so lazy at your age? Can you even sit still at your age?"

Forget-Me-Not's expression froze for a moment, then, as if remembering something, she quickly said to Li Lin, "Snyder wants to see you."

"What Snape?" Li Lin was a little hard of hearing.

"It's Schneider. That's the name of the exile, or rather, the one from Sicily. It was abandoned after she was officially recognized as the successor to the liquidator."

Forget-Me-Not explains, "But now she's revisiting her past, and well, if it's just to fight against her father, her great enemy, then the price is undeniably heavy."

"No one can hear the name of that leader without trembling. In our historical records, Defour defeated his daughter and then continued to dominate the life trading and underground markets throughout Europe until his traces mysteriously disappeared in 1980."

Seemingly realizing she had said too much, Forget-Me-Not quickly steered the conversation back on track: "Anyway, her exact words were 'I'll be waiting for you at the usual place.'"

The usual place is naturally Li Lin's house, which is the three-story building where the Key Hunter lives.

Since I'm free anyway, I might as well go and take a look.

As Li Lin passed by the newspaper office where Benjamin worked, his evil intentions were rekindled. He rummaged through the garbage and found a bag of banana peels. Using his ability to teleport, he silently sneaked into Benjamin's office and evenly scattered the banana peels around the edge of his seat.

This is quite unethical, but it's fun.

Imagining Benjamin stepping on a banana peel as he came out of the bathroom, Li Lin's mood improved genuinely.

As for the possibility that Dickens, who also worked at the same newspaper, might be mistakenly injured... Li Lin had never considered this possibility.

It wasn't out of pity, but rather because Li Lin had forgotten who Dickens was.

......

When Li Lin opened the door, he found the exile already sitting on the sofa.

“Hey bro, that’s my spot,” Li Lin protested, clearly dissatisfied.

“I’m really sorry.” The exile said it very politely, but he had no intention of moving on. “I’m planning to leave for the next city. My friend in Algiers sent me a letter.”

"Leaving so soon? That's so embarrassing." Li Lin's eyes widened. "You've already come all this way, why not stay a few more days?"

“Of course I won’t leave now, my lord…” The exile chuckled softly, twirling the crested ibis tail feather on her chest with her finger. “Vienna is a good city, at least for me, but for the other liquidators, it’s not so lucky.”

“The church, gangs, underground forces, and Ligeia.”

The exile laughed even more heartily, her arms bent, elbows resting on the armrests of the sofa, her fingers interlaced in front of her. "For the liquidators, it's been an absolute nightmare... and after being on the run for so long, shouldn't we retaliate?"

She suddenly looked up at Li Lin, her gaze lingering on his shoulder.

"If I need your help, would five years of lifespan be enough?"

Li Lin's dead fish eyes slowly turned into a deep black.

Even if the exile hadn't offered her lifespan as a bargaining chip, Li Lin would have agreed to help her. From the moment the exile arrived, the identity of the Key Hunter was bound to her.

However, a lifespan of five years is undeniably precious.

Even if you were to bribe the president of a country, or the real emperor, it would only take less than ten years.

Li Lin had obtained things that could extend lifespan before, specifically the Horcruxes of the great villain Tom Riddle, but those were mixed-up items.

The esoteric world does not readily accept this crudely transformed product. In the waking world, only the ashes ledger, certified by Sichen and Xindan, serves as the vessel for the concept of lifespan.

If I say I'll give you five years to live, I'll give you five years. Even if you're dying one second, you can suddenly sit up in shock the next second and laugh and chat for another year.

Li Lin's original Originium crystal was located on his left wrist, but due to overuse, his left arm became useless. During the process of advancing to the second mark, he used the legendary artifact, the Lament Spear, which he forged himself, to offset the side effects, but this did not mean that Oripathy was cured.

It simply shifted the location of the lesion, from the left wrist to the left shoulder.