Ding Xiaoyi gently and carefully took out a bottle of psychic essence and placed it in his hand.

The ice blue potion looks dazzling.

But who would have thought that these beautiful-looking treasures that can enhance one's own psychic abilities are actually the deadliest poisons.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi dug out something from the box that he had not taken out for a long time.

A very old looking bottle.

"Whether you can succeed or not depends on this treasure." With the bottle in hand, Ding Xiaoyi took a deep breath and poured a whole tube of psychic essence into the bottle.

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At the same time, in reality.

In the conference room of the alliance administrative district headquarters building.

In the empty office, sunlight shines through the windows.

There was heavy snow falling outside, making the light in the room seem a bit cold.

In front of the flickering fireplace, an old man held a copy of all the details about the battle in Area 25. He read the document for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep.

It wasn't until the shadow in the darkness tried to call him that the old man said, "It's interesting."

"Would you like to check it out?" The shadow in the shadow whispered to the old man for his opinion.

But the old man threw the information in his hand into the fireplace casually: "What's there to check? This world should no longer be a world for old bones like us. Wouldn't it be better for young people to have capital and ambition?"

On the sofa, the old man's cloudy eyes looked at the documents burning in the fireplace.

Pages of information paper quickly turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!