In the eighth battle zone of Chaos Base, Mu Shaoan stood at the entrance of a very ordinary elevator. The display light on it was red -39, and it was rising.

Three seconds later, the elevator stopped and opened. There was a quiet piano store inside. Someone was playing the piano, and the sound of the piano was lingering. Mu Shaoan kept walking through the back door of the piano store like nothing happened. After opening it, there was a huge vegetable market with people roaring and shoulder to shoulder.

"Give me two kilograms of ribs, which should be three inches long."

Mu Shaoan walked over and stopped at a meat stall, and smiled at the boss holding a huge bone-cutting knife behind the stall, saying, "The boss is quite unique, wearing a white vest, revealing his bronze skin, holding a thick Cuban cigar in his mouth, and wearing a huge toad sunglasses on his face, and almost no gold chain as thick as a finger on his neck."

"Bang bang bang!"

The boss made a quick move and only heard three swords. After three swords, a bunch of neat small ribs were cut.

"The sword energy has disappeared, and it's no wonder you can fight back all the way from the Holy Ruins."

Mu Shaoan smiled and said, and the boss also pulled away the toad mirror. It was the sword fairy Xiao Wuwang. But if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could have imagined that the sword fairy Xiao Wuwang, who had been flirting with fear of a little dust on his clothes, had become a butcher?

"I have been a butcher for thirty years to wipe out the only edges left by me. Lao Mu, you are here just right. Do you want to compete? I bet I will defeat you under the sword within ten moves."

Xiao Wuwang grinned and showed a row of big yellow teeth. This guy was really enough.

"I won't have ten moves, I'll lose in three moves."

Mu Shaoan shook his head and smiled, then turned around and walked away. Xiao Wuwang also abandoned the meat stall, followed with a swagger, and said casually:

"You seem to have not made much progress in the past thousand years? But that's true. When you gave up the opportunity to stay in the Saint Ruins and returned to the Chaos Base, it would be nice to not drag you down this mess, do you know? Turtle and Arthur have already advanced to the SS level, and the Emperor is only one step away, and I am not bad either. Even Carac and Zhang Lan have already advanced to the SS level. It is hard for you to imagine that there are abundant resources on the Saint Ruins."

When Xiao Wuwang said this, he suddenly approached Mu Shaoan and lowered his voice: "I brought back a secret from the Holy Ruins, a secret that is beyond your imagination, but I have to let me keep it a secret. I will introduce it in detail at a meeting of 49 people in a while."

When Mu Shaoan heard this, he laughed. Yes, the old man Jiang Geng retired and consolidated history, and his successor was Xiao Wuwang.

The two of them quickly left the vegetable market, walked through several doors, and came to a very ordinary study room. In the study room, there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and there was an unfinished landscape painting, including distant mountains, floating clouds, rising sun, white cranes soaring into the sky, deer singing in the valley, fishing boats singing in the evening, ancient trees, a corner of the tower, and a few thatched trees.

Xiao Wuwang turned around and laughed, "Look, it's upgraded. Our 49 people who represent the highest power of the Chaos Base must enter the conference space in a special way. Do you know where the conference space is? A higher dimension."

As he said this, Xiao Wuwang picked up the brush, dipped it in a few strokes of ink, and drew a few strokes on the landscape painting. Soon a mountain path emerged, and a woodcutter was carrying firewood down the mountain.

Mu Shaoan took the brush, looked around, and could only helplessly throw a large piece of ink on it. The ink rolled over three times, and it turned out to become a big yellow dog on the ridge of the field.

"Hehe, Lao Mu, you see that you are very unpopular!"

Xiao Wuwang made a joke and stepped forward towards the landscape painting on the wall. In an instant, he disappeared without a trace. Mu Shaoan sighed and followed closely behind.

This is not a teleportation of ordinary meaning, but a jump across latitudes.

After a moment, Mu Shaoan discovered that he had come to a place without boundaries, with soft white lights up, down, left, left, front and back. He himself was automatically replaced with a very ancient white robe. In front of him was a huge white round table, with 49 chairs behind the round table, but all of them were white.

There are also people sitting on the chairs, whether they are suits or robes, all of them are white.

I checked the number of people again, there were no more and no less, just 49.

However, after Mu Shaoan glanced around and found that there were a lot of missing old men, including Jiang Geng, 18 were missing, and 18 were replaced by 18 young or middle-aged people.

And this means that there are 18 SS-level old guys who have solidified history.

This is like a major blood change. Is it related to the secret sent back by Xiao Wuwang?

Mu Shaoan sat down in his position, while Xiao Wuwang sat next to him and explained in a low voice: "It may be a little unaccustomed, but in this high-dimensional space, white is the safest and most concealed. It can erase all eavesdropping and tracking. In theory, it is 36,000 times safer than quantum keys."

At this time, the cleaner headquarters sitting opposite him spoke, with something special in his smile.

"I'm very happy to have worked with you for so long. Actually, I'm not very competent. I like challenges more. I stayed there before because there were no challenges, so I stayed in a certain position and ruled inaction. Fortunately, there was no big trouble, otherwise I would be sorry for my conscience."

"So now, I think it's time for me to leave. I'm going to solidify history, or start a new journey. Before I leave, I will nominate a person to temporarily take over the position of commander-in-chief of the Cleaner Headquarters, of course, temporary, because you have 500 years to choose a formal commander, but it doesn't matter. What's important is that I can't wait to set off."

Haha, there was no shadow on others, and a dark seal fell in front of Mu Shaoan.

The ups and downs of this seal can affect all aspects of the entire Chaos Base, because it will represent supreme authority.

For a moment, even many people present showed expectation.

Everyone knows the energy of the commander of the cleaner headquarters.

If the person who breaks the Dharma makes everyone hate, fear, or even hate, then this seal represents the popularity, majesty and terror.

For more than a thousand years, although the boss who practices inaction and rule has rarely come forward and will not issue any orders, in fact, the accumulation and development of the Chaos Base over the past thousand years is obvious to all.

To be honest, it is this inaction that has been the most effective way to successfully transition the faults left by the solidified history of the main system and other solidified history to the best state.

It must be like this. Without an extremely solid foundation and huge foundation, those big guys wouldn't really have the heart to play games with the Qin people.

I really think it’s not a pity to sell my son’s land.

In the development of this chaos base, every immortality has injected the hard work of life. Who would be willing to waste it?

"Then I will give you five hundred years to choose a candidate for the general commander of the cleaner whom I recognize, and before that, I will temporarily take over and move to the next issue."

Mu Shaoan picked up the square seal with an expressionless face. There was no need to refuse this matter. At this stage, he, the master of breaking the Dharma, is indeed the best candidate.
Chapter completed!