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It couldn't be helped. With Lin Hao's experience when he was at the Martial Master, it should be extremely difficult for a Martial Spirit Stage to advance, at least it would be much harder than before. After all, the more one advanced, the harder it would be to improve. This was a common knowledge that wouldn't change for ten thousand years.    

    

Now, it seemed like...    

    

F * ck common sense, could charging players be measured with common sense? How can charging money be restricted by common sense?    

    

The Lord could not see the Lord. This could even detect the progress bar of the Bloodline, and it could even activate the Blood Shadow ahead of time. In all the tens of thousands of years, no one had been able to activate the shadow during the Martial Spirit, except for Formation Master and other special cases.    

    

Furthermore, the system seemed to be capricious. It had even casually raised Lin Hao's cultivation to the peak of the First Level Martial Spirit. It had saved Lin Hao a lot of time.    

    

Pill refining, Weapon forging, the third role, the right to fill in the space, expanding the space, martial skills, footwork and secret techniques...    

    

Overall 360 degrees, no blind spots, high definition enhancement!    

    

How could this be called improvement? This was an increase in writing, an ability to read and ascend!    

    

Lin Hao's strength was like the difference between heaven and earth when he was at the Martial Master. As the saying goes, a golden scale transforming into a dragon should not be tolerated!    

    

No! No, there was something even more f * cking awesome!    

    

"Congratulations to Master for receiving all the rewards from the Martial Spirit Gift Bag. Next time, the big Gift Bag is estimated to be... 100 million!"    

    

Just as Lin Hao was so happy that his brain was about to explode, the Greyhound's voice came at the right time, directly stunning Lin Hao.    

    

Lin Hao did not react at all. He just turned his head like a machine and looked at the Greyhound with dull eyes.    

    

"One hundred million? What does it mean?"    

    

The Greyhound did not have the slightest intention of taking care of Lin Hao's glass heart. Instead, it raised its thumb and bared its shining teeth as it explained in a straightforward manner.    

    

Oh, that is... One thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand, one million. It can also be said that it is ten million and ten million. That is five times the amount you spent half of your life trying to get to twenty million. It's not much, right?"    

    

"You're really good at counting!"    

    

"You flatter me too much. The Charging System has never calculated wrongly before."    

    

"I'm f * cking praising you! I want to kill you right now. Ahhhhh! A hundred million! Yes, yes, yes! I can't even put down the amount of Primeval Stone in my space! You're just a dead dog talking big! I'm not going to live anymore! Wuwuwu, I'm going to die, don't let me live!"    

    

Lin Hao indicated that he was going to die on the spot, in order to avoid suffering the crime of charging money.    

    

Was he going to let people live?    

    

Lin Hao had no idea how many times he had escaped death, how many times he had been in a dragon's den and tiger's den. In the end, he still had to borrow two million from Linghu Xiao to barely gather twenty million Primeval Stone.    

    

Now, the Greyhound was asking Lin Hao for a hundred million Primeval Stones. Wasn't this forcing Lin Hao to sell himself? No, even with Lin Hao's two deputy positions of four stars, plus his identity as a Martial Spirit Expert, this was simply not the path of a human.    

    

When the Greyhound saw Lin Hao being so pessimistic and desperate, it couldn't help but feel sympathetic. It remembered that Lin Hao had always taken great care of it. He was also an existence that was righteous and kind. Even the Greyhound couldn't help but comfort him.    

    

"Don't be sad too early. Do you think this is a gift bag for lord? No, this was just another small gift bag. A hundred million wasn't enough to get lord's gift bag. That price is ten times higher than this. Don't cry or cry... "    

    

This was a comfort, a comfort filled with concern!    

    

Greyhound raised his thumb and the corners of his mouth curled up. He raised his eyebrows, 'I am such a loving System Elf!'    

    

'Comfort in the opposite direction! '