Consuming lifespan to draw rewards, I'm invincible in the apocalypse!

A good deed?

Ha ha!

Jiang Yi suddenly felt that drawing the [Forced Annihilation] skill, which deals ten thousand times the critical damage, would be a truly meritorious act!

His gaze swept over the assembled tycoons and the surrounding crowd.

Finally, the blame fell on Old Monster Niewu and City Lord Woruo.

He glanced at Old Ghost Candle and said in a serious tone:

"Of course I also hope to preserve the City of All Races."

"But to be fair, the idea that Old Ghost Candle sacrificed his life is 'atone for his sins by performing meritorious service'."

"And I haven't done anything to atone for the undead, so there has to be some explanation for that, right?"

“You can’t really be making selfless contributions for the sake of so-called ‘doing a good deed’? I’m not a selfless person.”

Upon hearing Jiang Yi's words, Woruo knew that he wanted something in return.

But inwardly, Woro thought with a cold smile—

No guilty verdict? Then let's just find a trumped-up charge for you! It's not that difficult.

However, the city lord's face still needs to be respected.

He certainly couldn't directly fabricate this charge himself, so he needed to find someone like Qin Hui.

Woruo glanced at Dean Changsheng.

Dean Changsheng immediately understood and muttered to himself that he might be able to use the identity of "Nine Tribulations" to fabricate a story.

This is also a good opportunity to test whether Jiang Yi is indeed Jiu Jie's second identity.

However, neither Woro nor Dean Changsheng expected that—

As they were whispering to each other...

Dean Wuliang bypassed the city lord and responded to Jiang Yi first.

And his response was very natural, frank, and open:

“Young friend Jiang Yi is right. As long as you are willing to hand over the Undead Clan, you will have saved the entire City of Ten Thousand Races!”

"This is less a 'good deed' and more a 'great achievement'!"

"Those who have rendered meritorious service should be rewarded, and those who have made great contributions should be rewarded handsomely!"

“According to what that old monster Nie Wu just said, your undead servants may very well sacrifice themselves to save us.”

"This is also a sacrifice on your part, so it is reasonable for us, the survivors, to give you some compensation."

As he spoke, he specifically addressed Woruo, saying, "You agree, right, City Lord?"

The city lord thought to himself: You're kidding me!

However, he remained silent for a moment, actually waiting for the surrounding crowd to build up their emotions.

I'm waiting for the right time to democratically ask other people for their opinions.

Unexpectedly, the old monster Nie Wu also spoke up at this moment: "That makes sense."

As he spoke, he looked specifically at City Lord Woruo and said very bluntly, "I roughly know what you're thinking, City Lord."

"However, the Undead will be of great use to me if I borrow them."

"During this period, even the slightest mistake could lead to failure."

"Jiang Yi is the master of the Undead Clan. If he did not do so voluntarily, but was coerced into giving up the Undead Clan, then he would have been forced to do so."

"So while I'm working on this, he's secretly sabotaging me. The final result will be borne by the City of Ten Thousand Races."

When Dean Wuliang uttered those high-sounding words, most people were disdainful.

They felt that Jiang Yi would either directly demonstrate his powerful background to back them up.

Either he continues to hide it, claiming he has no background whatsoever.

So, those without any background, once they've sacrificed themselves, that's it. What right do they have to ask for compensation?

Besides, it wasn't him who sacrificed himself.

It's just the sacrifice of one servant.

There's no question of compensation then.

But Nie Wu Laoguai's words changed their minds.

Indeed, there is a special bond between servants and masters.

If Jiang Yi is unwilling, he may lend out the Undead Clan on the surface, but then resort to underhanded tactics behind the scenes.

They simply cannot afford the consequences.

In addition, there's the reputation that Old Monster Niewu has accumulated on the information network.

At this moment, the general public's mentality almost instantly shifted to that of the old monster, Nie Wu.

As for the various bigwigs who gathered there, they were still somewhat displeased.

At this moment, the old monster Nie Wu looked towards the Nine-Story Pagoda and said in a deep voice:

"Hurry up, we might not have enough time."

The dark shadow hovering in the air then echoed the sarcastic remark:

"Hurry up, we might not have enough time."