"Just contact Zhong Jianbai."

The old man's words sounded a bit like he was about to end the conversation, which made Zhao Mai stare at him. "It's a bit strange. He sent me the secrets to practice without saying a word, and then hinted me to form an alliance, and finally sent me to find Zhong Jianbai. Why do I think you didn't say anything?"

The old man took a sip of tea, gently put down the teacup, and then said in a calm tone: "Can alliance be reliable or not be reliable? Of course, it is also said that alliance can do many things. The most common thing is to study a certain topic together and develop a certain world. But there is one thing that must be faced independently and cannot form an alliance, which is to deal with threats, specifically targeting the threat of the throne of the transcendent. Some people want to calculate my seat, and no matter how good my friends are, they cannot help, and at most provide protection after I lose my seat. The transcendent in a world can compete one-on-one, but no many-to-many factional war breaks out, because war will destroy the original power and everyone will lose."

Zhao Mai Liu thought about it. Although these words did not mention specific things at all, the meaning inside and outside was "Someone is going to make trouble." The smoke rose in the teacup, forming an unpredictable pattern, just like the situation in front of him. Zhao Mai waved his hand to clear the mist, "Old man, I don't understand too miscellaneous words. If you can't say it directly, I can only pretend that you didn't hear it. I don't want to guess what you mean, it may cause all kinds of misunderstandings."

"Well, I've felt danger lately, and it seems that something is interfering with and affecting me. Look into my eyes and say 'I'm not calculating you'."

Zhao Mai almost choked by the old man's words. He took a deep breath and said with a particularly sincere look: "I'm not planning on you."

"It seems that you are not so strange. When face-to-face, if you mention this matter, as long as the other party answers, no matter whether what he says is true or false, I can pull it off and catch the truth. I have already tested everyone, you are the last one."

"What's the last one?"

"The last guy who has the ability to influence the throne of the transcendent or the life and death of the transcendent."

"Thank you for being so arrogant to me, but you despise my IQ too much. Only lunatics and fools will plot against you, uh, observers will become crazy when facing a dead end. If you change the angle, have you ever thought that the threat may come from the outside world?"

"Of course I thought about this question, and the first thing I thought about is this. If the threat comes from outside, then all the transcendents will have a sense of induction and not only me. We have competition within, but overall we are consistent with the outside world. Foreign threats will not be concealed." The old man stretched out his robe, then stretched out his hand to Zhao Mai: "Give me the scroll back and I will replace it with you."

Zhao Mai jumped up suddenly, screamed and ran around the pavilion for three times, then clenched his fists and said, "Oh my God, can you be less routine? Are you giving fake secrets? Are you tired like this? Give me the real secrets, I have to compare them, what have you changed!"

"Then whatever you want." The old man threw a scroll over again. "In fact, there is no real or fake. The first book is the application. This book is the truth, but the difference between fish and fish. I test you like this because in one aspect, I am the same as the elemental guy, that is, I live too long and be alone, and I need to do everything myself, so I will gradually be understood. But I have two tickets, which are in the center of the vortex, so I have to be careful."

"I will help you." Zhao Mai immediately said: "I am not a transcendent. The policy of not being able to form an alliance in the battle for the throne of the transcendent will not affect me. If someone wants to pull you off the transcendent seat, I must have chosen to help you. I have done this once, so the person who deals with you will definitely consider me and I will not be angry in vain. But when it comes to other things, I have to hear all the truth before deciding whether I will help you."

"Okay!" the old man smiled and stroked his shaking beard, saying, "I can feel your sincerity, so I can feel much more at ease. You have the ability to fight and survive as a transcendent, and you are a ferryman himself, which allows you to be in a very flexible and dominant position in all kinds of things."

"Stop raising me. I'm very nervous. I always feel that if I'm raised, my body will be full of pitfalls." Zhao Mai pinched his nose and said, "I don't know if this is right. I feel that it would be a better situation for us to form a tacit understanding and keep a distance at the same time."

The old man nodded, his smile on his face full of gratitude. "This sentence is well said, tacit understanding and distance are important. Speaking of this, if you want to go to Yunnan, you must be restrained and coordinate with Zhong Jianbai more often, and don't suddenly order your spaceship to fight out. Since the founding of New China, you have experienced many first-level combat readiness, but it has not been 62 years. Do you understand?"

"You mean I just need to keep my contempt? But if I intervene, wouldn't I just cut all the messes out quickly? No matter how you look at it, it's the easiest way."

"There are some tactical means, but you don't lack your strength. If you want to influence your strategy, you have to take regular ways and don't become an illegal armed force."

"What if I'm so angry?"

"The relevant ministries and commissions vent their anger for you, and the soldiers will vent their anger for you. You will be angry. The soldiers in front of you are always ready to dedicate their lives. Do you think you should listen to them or they listen to you? You can't drive him to heaven except to hold it."

"In fact, you can also blow to the sky." Zhao Mai scratched his head.

"Can you really listen to others when you are on the front line? Who do you convince yourself? Don't say you listen to me, I don't believe it!" The old man laughed and scolded: "If you ask you to command, the most likely result is that you are in a dilemma and feel that it is not good to let anyone charge in the fire of artillery. Then he rolled up his sleeves and got on himself, and drove the spaceship to flatten the enemy."

"Then I've learned my skills for a long time, and I'm just putting it aside?"
Chapter completed!