In this troubled world, I can optimize everything

Chen Heng didn't say anything, but he accepted Qianfa's statement.

First, Chen Heng really dislikes what the wealthy family does.

Chen Hengtu is a person who does whatever he wants, and he will not let something like this that makes him unhappy exist forever.

Secondly, there were so many optimizations that were revealed to kill the wealthy family that Chen Heng could not resist the temptation.

For example, if a lot of gold bars are placed in front of you, who can bear it?

Third, Qian Fa must pay a price if he wants to manipulate Chen Heng. Chen Heng is not a fool, and he will not work in vain for anyone.

"Mr. Chen, do you think you and I are cooperating?" Qianfa asked tentatively when he saw that Chen Heng didn't speak.

The man in front of him is the only monster he has seen in his long life who can challenge the gods alone.

There is also the possibility of communication, and Qianfa must seize this opportunity.

Even if you pay a certain price, you won’t hesitate!

"We have a few questions to ask you before we talk about cooperation."

Chen Heng did not immediately agree to Qianfa's request for cooperation, but instead raised several questions.

"Mr. Chen, please speak." Hearing this, Qianfa felt happy.

As long as Chen Heng is willing to communicate, he will have the opportunity to promote this unique cooperation.

"First, how many years have you lived?"

I heard Bai Jun say before that Qianfa Building has existed for thousands of years, and Qianfa is the only owner of Qianfa Building.

This couldn't help but arouse Chen Heng's curiosity and desire to explore some things.

"It has been one thousand nine hundred and thirty-six years, eight months and sixteen days since the moment I was born."

Qianfa's answer was unexpectedly cheerful and even accurate to the sky.

"Why do you say you want to keep the blood of the human race pure? Are all the human races outside already polluted?"

"Am I also among those polluted?"

Chen Heng asked another question.

"Mr. Chen, do you actually think you are a human?" Qianfa's voice sounded a little surprised.

"Putting aside your race, the human race outside has indeed been contaminated."

"They are chaotic and disorderly, with dirty blood. Although they are still considered human beings, sooner or later they will be associated with weirdness."

"And the human race here is the last pure bloodline. As long as they are still there, the human race will not die."

Chen Heng frowned, listening to Qianfa's nonsense.

Indeed, the world outside is indeed quite chaotic.

He couldn't feel it in Qiyang City, but a large number of people died every moment because of the war.

Including the annihilation of the Jade Fan Kingdom's cult, resisting the invasion of the Chengtian Empire, and the endless massacre by the Eastern Demon Alliance.

These all mean that the current world is indeed not peaceful.

But no matter how you say it, people will not become weird. This is too nonsense.

"As for Mr. Chen, I don't know why you think you are a human being."

"I see at least three bloodlines in you."

"They are Hanbao, Monster Clan, and Human Clan."

"Human blood accounts for a large part..."

"No, what kind of bloodline is this?"

Qian Fa narrowed his eyes, trying to see clearly the Shura bloodline in Chen Heng's body.

But the next moment, the head that Qian Fa stuck out exploded instantly, and his whole brain was shaking with pain.

"I have never heard of such a powerful bloodline."

Qianfa's voice sounded again, and he didn't seem to be too hurt.

"I have no intention of offending you, but please forgive me, Mr. Chen."

Although Qian Fa seemed to be fine on the surface, there was already a turmoil in his heart.

What did he just see?

There was an endless blood-red ocean, and two people with painful faces, a man and a woman, were struggling in it.

"Let's ignore this topic."

Chen Heng simply ignored the topic. Qian Fa was talking like a riddle man and had no meaning at all.

Chen Heng, who was used to being straightforward, couldn't stand this foggy feeling and simply stopped going on.

As for the human race becoming weird?

Chen Heng naturally didn't take it too seriously.

"My last question, what is this thing?"

A dry monkey lay quietly in the palm of Chen Heng's hand, seemingly still alive.

"Divine Corpse!?"

This time Qianfa's voice was no longer calm, and his blue brain even arched forward twice.

"Oh, is this the divine corpse?" Chen Heng played with the dry monkey in his hand with great interest.

"Yes, this is the Divine Corpse." Qian Fa's voice sounded a little excited, even a little trembling.

"When a god loses his soul and power, he becomes like this."

"Although it has lost its soul and strength, it is still the body of God."

"As long as you master the sacrificial ritual of this god, then this god's corpse will have a chance to restore its original appearance."

"And the priest can also completely control this divine corpse, which is extremely powerful."

Chen Heng could hear the deep fear in Qian Fa's tone. He seemed to be both scared and excited about this thing.

"Oh..." Chen Heng nodded. It seems that the so-called great guardian of the Wutong Divine Sect used the power of this thing.

No wonder he suddenly exploded and became so strong.

"By the way, how does the power brought by this divine corpse compare with that of heavenly beings?"

Chen Heng was suddenly very interested in his current strength.

I don’t know if I am stronger now or if the deity at the end of martial arts is stronger?