The Beautiful CEO’s Magical Doctor and Crazy Son-in-law

It is not easy to drag a machine that is three stories high.

To be more precise, it is impossible.

Not to mention that Ling Tian is still half a step away from the state of unity, even if Zhou Xiaoxiao is allowed to come in.

I'm afraid I can't drag it.

So Ling Tian used another method - digging a hole.

Countless sword energies gushed out and fell towards the direction of the machine.

The soil on the ground was cut open in an instant.

Deep grooves appeared in front of the machine.

The gully extends all the way under the machine.

Yet just out of reach.

But the guardian was still scared to death.

"Be careful!"

"Hey, hey, my horn - please don't break it!"

"I said, can't you do it another way?"

This is too scary...it scares the machine!

Although he had no heart, he felt that if he had one, his heart would have jumped to his throat long ago.

Ling Tian glanced at him.

"Shut up."

"I won't care if you keep arguing."

"..."

The guardian shut his mouth in grievance.

Dare not say another word.

Half an hour later.

A large pit had appeared in front of the machine, and the slope extended from the front of the machine to the feet of Ling Tian.

Ling Tian walked around to the back of the machine and asked.

"Are you ready?"

"what to prepare?"

The guardian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Ling Tian smiled.

"Of course, I want you to leave here."

The voice just fell.

boom!

A huge force hit the back of the machine.

The machine jerked.

“Ah ...

The guardian yelled without any image.

But it didn't work.

With a bang.

The machine fell into the pit, with its top hitting the edge of the pit.

No damage.

But the guardian wanted to curse.

No, so what you mean by helping me out is pushing me down?

Although it made no difference to him whether it was the front or the back, this method was still a little difficult for him to accept.

“The angle is perfect.”

Ling Tian praised.

"This way, even if the two giant apes attack together, they won't be able to push you back."

"Just wait for me here."

"..."

The Guardian felt that he should regret it.

But thinking that I had the opportunity to leave here, I held back.

"You...go early and come back early!"

he warned.

Ling Tian waved his hand and walked into the passage.

Soon.

He returned to the altar.

According to the method described by the guardian, he dripped the blood on the pot in the middle of the altar - he had actually wanted to complain for a long time, what was the point of putting a pot here?

Not to mention using a tripod, even an incense burner would be fine.

As the blood dripped down.

The altar seemed to be activated.

Start to fall slowly.

The falling speed is very fast.

In just a few breaths, it was at least dozens of meters off the ground.

Boom.

The altar hit something and stopped.

Bright light appeared around.

A machine that looked no different from the Guardian appeared in front of Ling Tian.

"..."

Oh boy, another one?

Ling Tian looked at the machine and spoke.

"protector?"

"Buzz-"

An unknown noise was heard.

After a while, a voice that Ling Tian could understand finally appeared.

"You...are...the...new...high...priest?"

The sound is stuttering.

It seems like the signal is bad.

It's like a broken tape recorder.

Ling Tian asked back.

"Wasn't it me you chose?"

"I?"

The machine on the other side seemed a little confused, and spoke slowly after a while.

"Maybe... I have been... asleep... the whole time, and only a small... part of me is awake."

"Since you are... the new high priest, then come... over here."

It started out one word at a time.

Now the speaking speed is getting faster and faster.

The effort of a few sentences.

Talking becomes smoother.

"Here are the things you need to learn, and once you learn them, you can leave."

A light comes on.

Under the light, a pile of books as big as a small mountain appeared in front of Ling Tian.

Ling Tian felt his expression crack.

Good guy.

How long will it take to finish so many books?

He couldn't help but ask.

"Among the high priests you once selected, no one chose to give up this position?"

"Yes, a lot."

The other party said honestly.

Then asked.

"Do you want to give up this identity too?"

"I can send you away."

It seems that it will be fine if you don't choose to become the high priest.

But Ling Tian felt that it shouldn’t be that simple.

He walked over to the pile of books.

I flipped through it casually.

The vast majority of books can be classified as history.

Only a small part of it involves cultivation.

There is also a separate volume with the title “The High Priest’s Manual” on it.

Ling Tian took a look.

The content is very simple, basically it talks about what the high priest needs to do and the rules that need to be followed.

No use.

He flipped through the cultivation books again.

Half is skills and the other half is martial arts.

None of them are profound.

Relatively speaking, the historical part is more interesting.

According to the records in books, they are indeed not an ethnic group, but belong to an organization.

The name of the organization is not mentioned above.

It's just that their organization has existed for hundreds of thousands of years.

At that time, monsters descended from the sky, and a powerful man sacrificed himself to open up two spaces.

One is the central city.

The second is a place for logistical supplies.

It is no wonder that this place for logistics supply should be the space where the main city and the auxiliary city are located.

The existence of these two spaces is to resist monsters.

The central city is the front line.

All qualified warriors need to go to the front lines and kill monsters - the qualification standard is the state of unity.

And the main city serves as a place for logistics supplies.

They are responsible for providing supplies and transporting talents to the front line.

Simultaneously.

It is also the last line of defense.

If both lines of defense are breached.

Then the outside world will once again be threatened by monsters.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with this organization.

The organization's mission is to transport back and bury those warriors who have made significant contributions to humanity and died on the front lines.

It has been like this for tens of thousands of years.

As to why, it is not mentioned above.

It just records everyone who has ever been buried here.

The high priest was chosen by Songdeta and holds the key to the door.

They also perform the task of funeral procession.

Ling Tian flipped through it quickly.

There is really not much information provided in the books.

He didn't read the rest.

Instead, he walked back to the machine and asked.

"What is the assessment?"

“There is no assessment.”

The other party replied.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you say before that we could leave once we met the requirements?"

"Yes, once the previous high priest dies, the new high priest can leave and take office."

"..."

So this is the only condition?

Ling Tian pointed at himself and asked.

"So I can actually leave at any time?"

"……Yes."

The machine seemed to hesitate.

Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and said.

"Then how am I supposed to get out?"