Maybe because it comes from the upper city, Nanfei has always attached great importance to education.
Tianyang remembers that when he was a child, his mother would insist on teaching him to read and write at night after a hard day's work. When Tianyang was ten years old, he could read books by himself, and Nanfei would save some contribution points from her living expenses to buy all kinds of books that others thought were completely rubbish.
That's why there are so many books piled up in that small shed in the downtown area.
Tianyang has read a lot of books, especially those related to Ascendants, so he knows that the highest level that an Ascendant can reach now is Level 10. Before today, he always believed that that was the pinnacle that humans could reach.
But now, this history book told him that more than a hundred years ago, an "ultimate" was born.
What kind of realm is that
The end of sublimation... Tianyang couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.
He picked up the book with great interest, wanting to dig out more descriptions about the 'ultimate' from it. Unfortunately, this was a history book. So apart from that one record, there was no text about the end of sublimation in the rest of the content.
The following history was unremarkable, and there was no sufficiently attractive content, which disappointed Tianyang for a long time.
However, this is just a general history, a simple record of events that took place over the past five hundred years. You naturally cannot expect it to be very detailed, and many details and secrets, such as the so-called "Eight Years' War", are impossible to appear in such a book.
Those details and secrets are only kept in the hands of relevant organizations or individuals. If you want to know them, you will probably have to pay a high price.
And information such as the end of sublimation and the ultimate is a secret within a secret.
Trying to find the answer in a general history book is nothing but a pipe dream.
When thinking about this, Tianyang quickly calmed down, put the book back in its place, and planned to return it to the church library in the next two days, and then see if there is a chance to get the "Book of Secret Covenant" immediately.
After I put the books in order, the communicator rang and I received a text message.
'You have a contribution point remittance of 2000 points. For more details, please log in to your personal account... .'
Tianyang was stunned for a moment. Where did 2000 points come from? Then the communicator rang again, and it was also a text message.
'Lieutenant, did you receive the contribution points? I'm sorry that I owed you so much for so long. I've been wanting to pay you back as soon as possible, but my ability is limited. I've finally collected enough money recently. By the way, I'm getting married next month. I wonder if you can spare time to attend the wedding.'
The message was signed by 'Yan Bing', and Tian Yang suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten about lending contribution points to Yan Bing.
'No problem, just send me the specific time and place, and I will definitely attend.'
Tianyang replied quickly. Looking at the content in the communicator, Yanbing's repayment reminded him of another thing.
The Li family still owes the God of Death 100,000 contribution points!
Considering that the family competition has been over for a long time, perhaps it is time for the Li family to settle their debts.
... ... ..
The day passed in a flash, and night came as expected.
Tianyang snapped his fingers in his apartment, opened the "Gap Door", and entered the abandoned house in the town. After changing into the "Grim Reaper" costume, he stepped into a dark alley in the downtown area.
To avoid trouble, he still wore the "nightmare" mask tonight. Under the night sky, the crystal mask
Compared to 'anger', it is less terrifying but more mysterious.
A moment later, Tianyang arrived at the Gray Market.
The Gray Market was still the same, with stalls and shops crowded together, and customers wearing cloaks and masks wandering around. It seemed that a fight had just taken place in an alley, and the ground was full of water stains and some bloodstains that had not yet completely disappeared.
Tianyang pulled his cloak and quickened his pace. Seeing that the Hunger Ball was about to begin, he stopped with an idea in his mind.
Not long after, a few more people appeared in front, all dressed in black, standing straight, like swords standing upright in the darkness.
Tianyang thought they were enemies, but he found smiles on their faces. Although these smiles looked so forced, it did not prevent these men in black from trying to convey their goodwill to him.
The crowd parted, and a middle-aged man with a round face and a friendly look came out with a smile: "Good evening, Mr. Death."
Tianyang adjusted his eyes, making himself look indifferent and cold, naturally sending out the signal of 'keep away from strangers'.
The middle-aged man with a round face really stopped, kept a certain distance from Tianyang, and introduced himself: "My name is Yu Zhou, one of the butlers of Shadow, nice to meet you."
"Shadow? Deacon?"
Under the mask, Tianyang narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since you showed up in the gray market, it should mean that you are not here to cause trouble for me."
Yu Zhouyuan's face was full of smiles. "How dare I? Shadow has suffered a lot under the hands of Mr. Death. If I dare to continue to cause trouble for you, I'm afraid I will lose my entire foundation."
If it were in the past, Tian Yang would have believed this for a while. But after taking Nuo Jin as his servant, he knew that Shadow had been eyeing the grave for seventeen years and had the ability to train spies like Nuo Jin. Tian Yang knew that Shadow's foundation would not be easily shaken.
Now they expressed their stance like this only because they found themselves too difficult to deal with. Rather than continue to be hostile, it would be better to show goodwill and buy them off, just as he had expected before.
"Since you are not here to cause me trouble, please make way. I have something else to do."
Tianyang's voice was low, but his words were neither sharp nor murderous, and he made his position clear.
Yu Zhou's fat face trembled, and he said with a smile: "There is still some time before the 'Secret Party'. I wonder if Mr. Death can spare me a moment to talk."
The news is well-informed...
Tianyang said calmly: "Lead the way."
Yu Zhou was delighted and said, "This way, please."
When we arrived at the old site of Yingzi, the small building that was demolished by Tianyang that day had been rebuilt, but it looked like it was not open for business for the time being.
Yu Zhou personally opened the door, invited Tianyang in, and took him up to the attic.
In the attic, the lights were bright, and a figure stood by the window, graceful and elegant. Just the back view was enough to make people imagine a lot.
Hearing footsteps, she turned around and saw a young woman in her twenties. Her skin was fair and her manners were elegant. Her lips were red and her eyebrows were green. She had a beautiful face and was very graceful.
Yu Zhou introduced with a smile: "This is our Shadow's second boss, Miss Luo Lan."
Second boss
Tian Yang's heart moved slightly, and he looked up. The woman named Luo Lan also looked at him, not showing any fear, and her eyes were full of curiosity.
Tian Yang felt a faint aura of stars from her. He just didn't know what rank or level she was. But he was sure.
What is certain is that her appearance and age are not sufficient as a reference.
"Ms. Luo Lan, this is Mr. Death."
After the introduction, Yu Zhou stepped aside and stood there with a smile.
"Good evening, Mr. Death, it's nice to meet you. If there is anyone in the Gray Market who has left a deep impression on us in the past six months, it is you, Mr. Death."
Luo Lan's voice is clear, like wind chimes blown by the night wind, lively and pleasant to the ear.
Tianyang was secretly alert in his heart. The person who came to see him tonight was obviously selected. Whether it was the steward Yu Zhou or the second boss Luo Lan in front of him, they were both the kind of people who were friendly and hard to dislike.
When dealing with such people, you have to be alert, especially if they are people with shadows, so as not to be led into trouble.
"Ten minutes left."
Tianyang's cold and blunt words made Luo Lan stunned and confused.
Yu Zhou was the one who reacted quickly and stepped forward to remind him softly, "The secret party is about to begin."
Luo Lan suddenly realized, and a trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes.
Tian Yang was very satisfied with her reaction. The 'Death God' he played was not a good man, so his attitude towards Shadow tonight was to restrain his hostility, but at the same time he would not be soft or tactful.
At this time Luo Lan clapped lightly, and a servant came over with a mechanical code box, put the box on the table, and then left.
Luo Qing gently stroked the box and said, "Here are some small gifts we prepared for you, sir, as compensation for our previous repeated offenses against you. I hope you will accept them."
"Is this your purpose tonight?" Tian Yang asked sharply.
Luo Lan smiled calmly: "Shadow hopes that you understand that we don't want to be enemies with people like you anymore. What do you think?"
"Can."
Tianyang reached out and picked up the mechanical box, turned around and left without saying a word.
Luo Lan hurriedly said, "Deacon Yu, please show the guest away."
He did not forget to call out, "Sir, please go slowly."
After a while, the fat butler with a round face came back and said with a wry smile: "This Grim Reaper has a bad temper and is weird. It's really tiring to greet such a person."
Luo Lan said calmly: "It's tiring, but I still need to make friends with this person."
Yu Zhou narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss, I don't understand. Logically speaking, this person caused our organization to suffer heavy losses, and we should eliminate him to establish the power of our 'Shadow'."
"Why does the big boss..."
Luo Lan sat down gracefully and asked instead of answering, "Deacon Yu, how many years have you been a member of our Shadow?"
Yu Zhou answered without hesitation: "If you count this year, it has been 15 years."
"Then did you know that 17 years ago, the Church of the Lord of War gathered a large number of troops and forcefully entered the Klav Gate of our fortress?"
Yu Zhou was stunned for a moment: "I know."
Luo Lan said slowly, "At that time, the church announced that they came to fight the Black King. I don't know whether the Black King surrendered in the end, but I know that three mercenary groups hired by the church were wiped out, and even a team of 'demon hunters' belonging to the church was crippled. The church lost a lot of manpower."
Yu Zhou was shocked: "How could this happen? Could it be the work of the criminals?"
Luo Lan looked at him and said with a smile: "No, there is only one person who brought shame to the church. That person..."
"Calling himself 'the god of death'!"