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Chapter 2098 We Bear the Brunt of the Charm Research Institute

When Feng Lin heard this, he was silent for a long time. It took him a long time to realize, "I seem to understand your mentality."

"I know that my psychology is normal, because this logic is easy to understand and many people will think so."

Mr. Mei looked around with a smile, "For example, in this island country, if the people at the bottom want to stand up, the easiest way is to completely overthrow the country."

"War?" Feng Lin half-squinted his eyes.

"It's a method. Once a war breaks out, what will the rich people here do? I think you should understand, right?"

Mr. Mei looked at Feng Lin with a smile.

"Everyone's thinking is different. Some people will choose to run away, and some people will choose to stay."

Feng Lin said lightly.

"You're right. They can be roughly divided into three types. The first type is the patriotic businessmen who choose to stay here with their whole family and are willing to live or die with the country."

"The second type will choose to leave. They have money and can live a good life even if they move to other countries."

"The last type is the smarter people, they choose to have both."

Mr. Mei leaned on the back of the bench and talked eloquently, "These old people will choose to stay to preserve their reputation and let their descendants leave."

Feng Lin nodded slightly, the latter was indeed smarter.

The old man only has a few years to live. If the country is destroyed, he can leave his name in history and future generations can be preserved.

If the country gets through the difficulties, for his sake, future generations will be able to return to the country again.

"Only in troubled times can heroes emerge. When things become stable, the cards are reshuffled. When the hierarchy is not stable, everyone has a chance."

Mr. Mei looked at Feng Lin and said, "The same is true in the Strange Land. The forces led by the Yin Yang Crusaders have long been established. When they see your amazing talent, they will choose to strangle the cradle. I think you understand this deeply."

"Yes, the Yin-Yang Crusaders, the Sun Clan, and of course your Demon Research Institute all want to kill me."

Feng Lin sneered, "It's not that simple to kill me."

"Do you know? Your expression at this moment has been shown by many people back then, including Lan Tianhe, Ji Guangling, etc."

Mr. Mei explained, "Like you, they grew to this point under the encirclement and suppression of many forces, and then what?"

"Then?" Feng Lin frowned.

"That's right! What happened next? I think you also saw it. He got old and frail, gradually retreated to the second line, and was finally forgotten. Why?"

Mr. Mei's voice was a little louder, "Because they are still clowns! They found that the Yin Yang Crusaders are too strong and cannot be destroyed! They finally chose to compromise!"

Hearing this, Feng Lin took a few steps back, sat on the bench opposite, lowered his head and pondered.

"You should have seen my purpose. I will not compromise. I just want to cause chaos in the alien land. No one is willing to come forward, so our Demon Research Institute will bear the brunt."

Mr. Mei's face gradually revealed his domineering side, "Believe it or not, the appearance of Burning Wood is just the beginning. After that, wall-breaking masters hiding in the dark will appear."

"A lot of people will die." Feng Lin said softly.

"Are there no dead people in the alien land now?"

Mr. Mei asked, "Yin Yang Crusaders, Sun Clan, Light Clan, don't they kill people?"

"Each one of you is worse than the other." Feng Lin snorted coldly.

"Yes, but who is worse remains to be discussed."

Mr. Mei said with a smile, "Actually, this cruel world has never changed."

"Don't brainwash me, I am very determined."

Feng Lin waved his hand, "The next topic is also the main reason why I came to you, pituitary gland transformation."

"Haha, I heard Hei Yan say, what do you want to know about this surgery?"

Mr. Mei asked with a smile.

"I regret having this surgery. Can I go back to my previous state?"

Feng Lin stared at Mr. Mei. They all knew about Liu Nian anyway, so there was no need to hide it.

"There is no way to return to the past. Sublimation can make the surgery disappear, but what was lost will not be restored."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "After all, cell division is the same as our age and cannot be reversed."

"Isn't it possible to enter sublimation?"

Feng Lin couldn't help but clenched his fists. It seemed that he was too naive before.

"Sublimation has been able to survive for a long time, you should be satisfied."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "Of course, unless she can enter the sacred land, where the top-notch natural materials and earthly treasures can prolong life."

"I see."

Feng Lin did not continue to ask. Aging is gradual. Compared with Liu Nian, he would rather worry about Zhao Qingqing.

At present, he is considered well-informed. He was once worried about Liu Nian because he had little knowledge.

The realm of tempering feels a bit out of reach.

But things are different now. Feng Lin feels that Liu Nian has the possibility of entering sublimation.

If Liu Nian could enter the sublimation realm, his lifespan would be at least longer than that of Zhao Qingqing.

Worrying about Zhao Qingqing is more practical.

"Of course, I can also research a medicine that can prevent her from aging in the future. This medicine is very simple for me."

Mr. Mei looked at Feng Lin and said.

"No need, I will find a way myself."

Feng Lin decided to take it one step at a time. He felt that there would be a good plan for this kind of thing in the future.

Even if not, he would not dislike Liu Nian or Zhao Qingqing because they age prematurely.

"What else do you want to know?" Mr. Mei continued to ask.

"I can't think of it right now, so tell me yours first."

Feng Lin looked at Mr. Mei and asked.

"I'm willing to see you for a very simple reason. I want to work with you to turn the world upside down."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "You are fully capable of this."

"Is Anquan tricked by you like this?" Feng Lin suddenly laughed.

"It's not a lie, there is chaos in the alien land, who do you think is beneficial? Of course it is the demon tribe who has been wanted by the Yin Yang Crusaders. It makes sense for her to cooperate with me."

Mr. Mei looked at Feng Lin, "I don't need you to cooperate with me openly, and I won't let you do anything. I just want you to cause some trouble to the Yin Yang Crusade when necessary in the future."

"I will not cooperate with you, nor will I stand on the side of the Yin Yang Crusaders. I will only consider myself before doing anything."

Feng Lin waved his hand to Mr. Mei.

"I just suggest that my door is always open for you." Mr. Mei said with a smile, "While I am in a good mood now, you can ask me a few questions."

"Then I really want to ask, do you know the Xu family here?"

Feng Lin suddenly asked.

"Of course, Xu Fu's descendants, what happened?" Mr. Mei asked.

"Why can't the Xu family cross the current?"

Feng Lin looked at Mr. Mei with a smile.

"I'm also very curious. Anyway, it must be the fault of you Yanhuang masters. However, I am currently studying the blood of the Xu family, and maybe I can get a glimpse of it."

Mr. Mei smiled and said, "By the way, I am studying Xu Xianfan, not Xu Ruoying."

Feng Lin's smile suddenly faded, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, I'm afraid you might misunderstand."

Mr. Mei smiled and shook his head.


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