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Chapter 403: Extending the life of the Marquis (2)

The Marquis thought for a moment and waved his hand.

"Forget it, after all, she is the top master of another country. We don't fully understand her. We don't know what tricks were used to break the machine's monitoring. I finally recovered a little health. It's not appropriate to offend her. Let's not mention her for now. Hurry up. Just do something.”

The Marquis, who had regained his energy, did a lot of things with super high efficiency at the end of the day, as if he had directly returned to the state of his youth.

When I woke up early the next morning, I clearly felt that my energy today was lower than yesterday.

Another day later, it dropped a little further.

Seven days of experience, getting weaker day by day, and returning to the starting point on the seventh day.

Cen Wen has been a guest at the manor for the past seven days. He walked outside twice in the morning and evening, spent the rest of the time in the gym, and ate in his room.

The same goes for the Marquis. From morning to night, no one can see her except the housekeeper and his closest subordinates.

This manor is a symbol of her powerful status as a marquis. She lives alone. Her husband died of illness a few years ago. Although her children and grandchildren are all in the capital, they all live in separate properties.

The Marquise is now over 290 years old, and her eldest son and daughter are all over 240 years old. Not to mention her grandchildren, her great-grandchildren are all married and have children.

This is still the fertility situation of her branch. Her brothers and sisters of the same generation also each reproduce a large population.

Even an outsider can imagine what kind of power and property disputes there will be around her, the powerful Marquis.

Tangible property is relatively easy to divide. There is already a family trust gene. How to divide the power is the biggest problem. If any of these blood relatives shows ambition, I am afraid that their human brains will be beaten into dog brains.

Then the royal family must also want to take the opportunity to take back some power to prevent the marquis's branch from continuing to grow and threatening the orthodoxy of the royal family.

Everyone is looking forward to the death of the Marquis, but the Marquis refuses to die. He is covered in life-support equipment and is still holding on. He even asked Cen Wen to extend her life.

And Cen Wenzhen succeeded in renewing his life.

Not to mention anything else, once the news spread about Cen Wen's skills alone, some rich and powerful people waved huge sums of money to ask her to renew her life. Even the royal family of Wanhua would come to invite her.

Who dares to say that the old king who is currently in power will not be moved?
This naturally leads to bloodshed.

A cliché from history.

Is there a 70-year-old prince in the world?

The old king has returned to his youth and is living healthily, but his heir is getting old. How can he bear this?
Does the heir want to extend his life?

Will the old king compete with him for the throne after watching his heir succeed in renewing his life?
Let's make a fuss.

Do you really think Cen Wen gave Marquis the seven-day experience of returning to youth because he saw money?

She is not a kind person.

In these seven days, the Marquis will clearly feel that he is getting weaker day by day, until he sits back in the wheelchair and puts on life-support equipment, and everything returns to the original point.

Can the Marquis, who has always been aloof and arrogant, endure it?
When she was sweating profusely in the gym, the housekeeper came to her and said that the Marquis had invited her.

She knew that the Marquis had made a decision.

First, I went back to the guest room to take a shower and change clothes, and then went to the study room.

They were the only ones in the study.

Cen Wen immediately and quietly put up a supernatural barrier before speaking.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency."

"Master Cen, I want to restore my youth."

There was no polite word. The Marquis didn't even ask Cen Wen to sit down before he said this first.

"Okay, one billion Chinese dollars a day. How many days will it take for you to recover?"

"Why do you have to calculate it on a daily basis? Can't you just let me return to my youth of several dozen years ago?"

"Your Excellency, have you forgotten that you have multiple organ failure due to aging? Your body is a big sieve, and it can't hold the vitality poured into it. I'll give it to you on a daily basis, or because I don't want to ruin my sign, otherwise I don't want to pick you up at all. business." Cen Wen curled his lips in disgust.

"An old man with healthy organs can extend his life better than you."

"No way? I can add more money."

"It's useless for you to give me all your property. If you don't have it, you don't have it. There is a price for defying the laws of nature. Do you think paying the price is a price? Take the life force from the global population and safely pour it into your old body. Do you think it’s as easy as drinking water and eating?”

The Marquis suddenly remembered the infusion experience seven days ago, how painful it was, and he felt short of breath just thinking about it.

If the global life force was poured into her body, she would die if Cen Wen sneezed or tilted his hand.

"Then if I want to renew for another year, how good can you guarantee the results will be?"

"Same as the previous seven-day experience, the appearance will not change, allowing you to regain full energy and have a flexible mind. After all, it is the vitality of the world. Even if a lot is missed, the rest can keep you living normally for a year, and it will probably be in the last one It will start getting weaker day by day around the month, giving you time to prepare in advance.”

The Marquis lowered his eyes and thought for a while. When he raised his eyes again, he already had a decision in his eyes.

"Since I can only extend my life year by year, then I invite Master Cen to stay as my guest."

"Your Excellency, are you talking nonsense before you die? Who do you think you are if you want to keep me to extend your life year after year?"

Cen Wen stood still, keeping the decent smile he had when he entered. Even his tone was calm, but the Marquis obviously felt short of breath.

Her ventilator mask was worn well, and oxygen was continuously coming out of the outlet, but she just couldn't take a breath.

She felt her heartbeat was racing and needed first aid, but her heartbeat and blood pressure monitors did not report any alarms.

A root of the small cane stretched out from under the table to the back of the Marquis's head and plunged in hard.

The Marquis, whose consciousness was a little scattered and whose life was in danger, was instantly controlled by all his consciousness.

Cen Wen then slowly drew out a little bit of the life force of everyone in the manor and poured it into the body of the Marquis.

Give her a break.

Just like the Wanhua United Nations co-opts and corrupts the elites of other countries, in Cen Wen's view, a rich and powerful figure like the Marquise is very suitable to be a puppet.

Before transferring all their wealth to the Leland Republic, they must live well.

"Your Excellency, I will renew my life for one year at a cost of one hundred million Chinese dollars a day. Once the money arrives, I will renew it for you."

"Okay, life extension for one year."

"Your Excellency, after your life is successfully renewed, introduce your business to me."

"Okay, let's introduce the business."

"I want to see our country's ambassador in Wanhua to arrange it for me."

"Okay, meet the ambassador."

After issuing these three commands, the little rattan retracted its roots, pretended that nothing happened, and waited patiently for the poison to recede and the person to wake up.

The Marquise regained consciousness, the previous fatal suffocation feeling was gone, and her breathing was smooth.

She carefully checked the readings of various life-support equipment on her body. They were all normal and normal. She was confused for a moment and wondered if it was a sequelae caused by her physical weakness.

"you……"

"Your Excellency, have you thought clearly? Do you want to extend your life for another year?"

"If you want, extend it for another year, and I'll transfer the money to you right away."

"Okay, we'll do it as soon as the money arrives."

(End of this chapter)