There was silence in the Hall of Heroes, Luan Jingtian still closed his eyes and remained silent.
But looking at his eyelids moving around, it's obvious that his mental activity is quite intense.
Chen Yan had already walked up to him. He looked up at Luan Jingtian, smiled slightly and said, "Do you have anything to ask me?"
Whoosh!
Luan Jingtian's eyes opened.
Yes, he has been waiting for this sentence, and he has almost lost his patience.
"Who...are you?"
"Obviously someone you can't afford to mess with."
"You...are you the master behind that masked kid?"
hehe!
Chen Yan laughed, and his smile was meaningful.
Luan Jingtian's eyes widened instantly, "So...you are him?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is whether you still want to return to your physical body."
"I..." Luan Jingtian opened his mouth and suddenly looked down at his spirit body, "I... of course I want to, but... what price do you want me to pay? Kneel down and kowtow? Say long live three times? Or? Do you want me to praise you for how well you killed the descendants of the Luan family, how well you killed them, and how well you killed them?"
"That's right!" Chen Yan nodded.
"You..." Luan Jingtian's eyes widened again, and his two blue eyeballs almost fell out, "Don't even think about it—!"
Chen Yan looked at him quietly without saying a word.
The air began to solidify, began to depress, began to...
It makes people breathless.
"You...don't even think about it, don't think about it..." Luan Jingtian's whole body was shaking, and his mouth was repeating this sentence over and over again like a repeater.
Chen Yan remained silent and looked at him with a smile.
Finally, as if he couldn't hold it any longer, Luan Jingtian suddenly burst into tears, making his cry miserable and miserable.
Then, his knees weakened and he fell to the ground, kowtowed and shouted: "Long live the Lord of the City, long live, long live!"
Chen Yan curled his lips slightly and said in his heart: "I thought you could be more stubborn than Yang Zongyue, but I didn't expect you could kneel down in three seconds!"
Yes, people with greater ability are actually more afraid of death.
Because the cost for them to acquire abilities is too high and they don't want to lose them easily.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they must fight for it, otherwise they will be sorry for the efforts they have made!
"Lord City Lord, you are helping the villain clean up his family by killing his descendants. Your great kindness and kindness will never be forgotten, the villain will never forget it, wuwuwu..."
As he spoke, he continued to cry loudly, and the cry sounded extremely wronged.
"It seems that you are still unwilling after all. Forget it, I will come back when you are truly convinced." After leaving these words, Chen Yan turned around and left.
Luan Jingtian quickly shouted: "I am sincerely convinced, sincerely convinced!"
"Then give me the divine power." Chen Yan turned around and stretched out his right hand.
"God, godhead?" Luan Jingtian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened again.
Yes, although the physical body is destroyed, the godhead remains.
This is Luan Jingtian's only hope now, how can he hand it over.
Hum!
Chen Yan sneered, "You exposed it after just one try. How can you say that you are convinced? If you don't want to, then I can't take it away?"
Whoosh!
With a grab with his right hand, Luan Jingtian's godhead flew out of his chest and fell into Chen Yan's palm.
Plop!
Fatty Luan tilted his head and collapsed to the ground.
The last pillar of support in my heart has been taken away, and anyone else would be paralyzed.
Opening the Heroic Spirit Box, he put Luan Jingtian's godhead inside, then closed the lid, and an ice-blue progress bar appeared in his sight.
Current progress is 25%.
Growth rate 0.
This is the heroic spirit summoning value. Once it reaches 100%, Luan Jingtian can be summoned in Chen Yan's original world.
His strength is equivalent to the realm of a god-general during his lifetime. All the skills of a god-general can be used, including his pair of hammers, which will also be resurrected.
But because his godhood was locked in the Heroic Spirit Box, he could not escape Chen Yan's control, and his mind was always in a state of ignorance, without independent thinking, so he could do whatever he was told.
The duration of the summoning depends on the fighting duration of the heroic spirit, that is, it will end when the fighting spirit is exhausted.
Also, if you are killed by the enemy, the heroic spirit will disappear.
So how can we get the summoning value to 100%?
The answer is the incense of the citizens.
As long as someone comes to offer incense to Luan Jingtian sincerely, the summoning value will increase immediately.
That's why Chen Yan said what he said before.
And he can indeed tell what is true and what is false.
Because he is the city lord of the Great King's City and controls the fate of every city citizen, he naturally controls their every move.
He can tell who is really providing summoning value and who is just filling it up by looking at the progress bar.
25% of the current progress actually comes from the faith of the citizens.
Although these people have not yet come to offer incense, they have been impressed by Luan Jingtian's bravery and fearlessness in front of the Heavenly King Tower, and have developed a feeling of admiration and adoration for him.
These people will definitely come to offer incense tomorrow, because they are sincere.
However, their incense can only increase the summoning value by 5% at most.
Because there is a limit to the summoning value that the same group of people can provide within the same progress bar.
If it exceeds the limit, it will be useless no matter how much incense you burn.
Therefore, their followers or those affected are the new source of belief.
There must be a gradual development process here, and it cannot be achieved overnight.
But Chen Yan believes that as long as there is reasonable guidance, rewards and punishments will be clear.
The heroic spirit belief mechanism can be established quickly.
At this time, Luan Jingtian had already woken up and groaned: "I'm convinced... I'm really convinced... Lord of the City... have mercy on me!"
"It's not difficult to spare your life. The difficult thing is are you willing to obey?"
"I listen!" Luan Jingtian got up and knelt on the ground again, kowtowing: "As long as the Lord of the City orders you, I will definitely listen!"
"Then listen carefully. From tomorrow onwards, people will come to offer you incense. You are not allowed to make a bad face, let alone say bad words. You have to imitate the statues in the King's Tower, just put on a smiling face and look at each other."
"Yes, I will definitely do it!"
"You have to remember that the incense of the citizens is your life-saving straw. The more prosperous your incense is, the greater your chance of being reborn. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand, little one!"
"Do you really understand?"
"I... really understand." Luan Jingtian cried again. This was because he was afraid that Chen Yan wouldn't believe him. The crying look was pitiful.
Chen Yan secretly shook his head.
He finally understood the faces of these so-called masters.
I used to think that Yang Zongyue was just an example, but now I see that they all have the same character.
If the two of them meet in the future, they will probably have a lot of experiences to exchange...
…
It was already dawn when I left Dawangcheng and returned to the office.
When I looked at the time, it was exactly seven o'clock.
I quickly took a shower, put on my uniform, sat down at my desk, opened my social media page, and deleted the post that said "Gossip in hand, I have the world".
Just after it was done, Lu Ming came in.
Seeing some hesitation on his face, Chen Yan asked, "Is something wrong?"
"The commander just informed me and asked me to...send the Iron Cloud back."
Chen Yan frowned slightly and turned his head towards the window.
On the pier one kilometer away, the Iron Cloud was bathing in the morning sunshine, showing its majestic appearance...
