Chapter 329

Qin Bei finally arrived before the red church standing before him.

He looked up at the building before him.

One could say this was a landmark tower of the Divine Capital.

For no other reason than that the building before them was the tallest in the Divine Capital.

Upon the highest spire, a black Great Profound Dragon flag fluttered in the wind.

This was the totem of the Great Profound Dynasty.

"Where is this place?"

Qin Bei asked curiously.

"The entire high-level power center of the Great Profound, the Elder Society!"

Lin Shu explained leisurely.

Qin Bei's mind instantly recalled the high-level forces of the Great Profound.

The Great Profound Dynasty was rather special.

Unlike the democracy and freedom of his previous life.

The Great Tian Dynasty belonged to a rule shared by democracy and imperial power.

Imperial power still existed, but it basically held no real authority, or rather, it was unnecessary.

Because regardless of the era... the strongest person within the Great Profound territory was always someone of the imperial power.

But it was heard that it was due to family heredity or some other reason.

The people of the Great Profound imperial power were of the type where the stronger the Great Profound, the stronger their strength.

So every generation of Great Profound Emperors strove for the greatness of the Great Profound.

Never had one heard of a Great Profound Emperor maliciously harming his own subjects.

Of course, those who broke the law still had to die if they deserved it.

Therefore, imperial power continued to exist.

And corresponding to it was the Elder Society.

A total of twelve Elders.

They could be said to be the most excellent people in every field below the Emperor and the War Generals.

Whether in strength or intelligence, they were the top tier.

Unchanging across all industries.

If anything major occurred, basically the entire Elder Society plus the Emperor would convene to discuss it together.

One Emperor, five Generals, twelve Kings!

The Kings were the top tier in every industry.

Some researched weapons.

Some researched potions.

Others specialized in researching how to evolve pet beasts.

Or collecting various data from the world and finally integrating it into one.

One could say these people were the pillars of the Great Profound.

"If your Aunt Bai hadn't been so proud and arrogant, perhaps she would still be one of the twelve Elders now."

Lin Shu teased, glancing at Bai Fangfang ahead.

"Let the past be the past," Bai Fangfang shot him a glare.

Afterwards, she arrived before this clock tower.

Outside the door, two martial artists possessing Tier 3 strength saluted respectfully, then produced a camera.

They swept it across everyone's faces.

With a beep, the tablet in front of one of the martial artists instantly lit up.

Qin Bei's gaze swept over it.

What appeared on the tablet was everyone's basic information.

"Please, my lords!"

Bai Yi nodded, then led Qin Bei inside first.

The interior design of the central tower was very minimalist.

On the white-blue corridor hung a portrait photo.

Qin Bei's gaze kept scanning.

Until he saw a familiar face.

"Lin Shu; retired War General, martial artist, completed 17 S-rank missions, 75 A-rank missions, among which the most outstanding was guarding the Tenth City, but without any support, led his own squad to withstand three days of insect race attacks, narrowly defeated..."

"So this is Lin Shu's name? Lin Shu."

Qin Bei murmured at the corner of his mouth.

Memories from the past, since he could remember, he had always called him Uncle Lin.

This man who rarely stayed overnight at home... who knew he was so formidable.

"Alright, stop looking; you will appear here in the future too."

Lin Shu patted Qin Bei's shoulder.

He said no more, only quickened his pace a bit.

Qin Bei scratched his head and hurriedly followed behind him.

Having passed through two flights of stairs.

Qin Bei was taken by Lin Shu to the third floor.

He looked at the name on the office door before him.

Archives Office.

Qin Bei scratched his head; why had Lin Shu brought him here?

Just as Qin Bei was puzzled,

Lin Shu and Bai Yi in front exchanged a glance.

Then they nodded to each other.

As if they had made a decision.

Meanwhile, Jiang Bufan on the side wore a helpless expression, immediately grabbed Qin Bei's hand, and squatted down in the corner of the wall.

Qin Bei hadn't even reacted yet.

With a boom—

"You old fool! We're back; hurry up and register my great-nephew's file."

Lin Shu's dissatisfied voice rang out.

The office door was violently shoved open.

And on the floors above and below, many offices quietly opened their doors.

Like turtles poking their heads out, small heads appeared, peering at the third floor.

Qin Bei was completely stunned.

Is this the distinctive way doors are opened in the Divine Capital?

Before Qin Bei could figure it out, Lin Shu pulled Qin Bei's hand and entered the office.

Inside the vast office,

an old man in white robes wearing a red robe was holding a cup of tea, his mouth agape.

The teacup in his hand was covered in construction dust.

"You two little rascals! Die!"

The white-haired old man, furious, leaped straight up, extended his hand, and lunged at Lin Shu and Bai Yi.

"Stop talking nonsense; hurry up and arrange things for my great-nephew."

Lin Shu rolled his eyes, ignored the white-haired old man, and sat directly on the sofa.

The white-haired old man sighed, then his gaze turned to Qin Bei standing at the doorway.

"Come in!"

Jiang Bufan immediately obediently brought Qin Bei in and sat down.

Only five people were in the vast office.