I created the Longevity Club

Zhang Jian also came to Shencheng from Malaysia.

With him came Zhang Jian's 93-year-old grandson Zhang Wuxu.

It seemed that Zhang Wuxu didn't have much time left...

He sat in a wheelchair, pushed by his grandfather Zhang Jian, and entered Lu Li's study.

This was the first time Zhang Wuxu saw the mysterious 'Mr. Lu'.

Zhang Wuxu was a little afraid, but also a little excited. He knew that he was finally going to get in touch with the secret of his grandfather's immortality...

"Mr."

Zhang Jian stood in front of Lu Li, bent down, and called out devoutly and respectfully~. Lu Li smiled and nodded, his eyes looking at Zhang Wu-xu.

'Name: Zhang Wuxu.

'Age: 93 years old. ' 'Remaining life: 20 days, 12 hours, 33 minutes, 39 seconds. ' Lu Li retracted his gaze.

He pushed the document that had been prepared on the table in front of Zhang Wuxu.

'Sign your name.'

Lu Li said.

Zhang Wuxu was stunned. Beside him, Zhang Jian showed some anxiety and reached out to push his grandson's arm...

He reacted, touched the pen beside the document, and signed his name beside the signature column without carefully reading what was written on the document.

From the summary of Zhang Wuxu's various financial reports for the year, his dividend income was 2.5 billion yuan, that is, he bought one year of life at a unit price of 500 million yuan per year.

"Please stick your head over here."

Lu Li said with a smile.

Zhang Wuxu seemed to understand, he supported his body and bowed his head in front of Lu Li...

Lu Li reached out and gently touched Zhang Wuxu's forehead...

Beside.

Zhang Jian looked a little dazed when he saw this scene.

He vaguely recalled the same scene a hundred years ago.

"The immortal touched my head and gave me immortality."

Zhang Wuxu sat back in the wheelchair.

He could feel that his surroundings seemed to be immersed in warm spring water...

His cheeks flushed...

Zhang Jian lowered his head slightly, his eyes red.

Since he became immortal, he has witnessed the death of his relatives, and now, his grandson has finally embarked on the path of immortality.

Zhang Wuxu, member No. 139.

Zhang Wuxu opened his eyes and was about to speak.

The door of the study was knocked again.

"You go to the side first."

Lu Li said to Zhang Jian and Zhang Wuxu.

Secretary Shen Youchu opened the door, and Rong Yiyou walked in.

On weekdays, the Immortal Club will continue to issue various tasks, so that members have enough conditions to accumulate points...

Rong Yiyou's membership points have met the standards of lv3 members. He came here this time to prepare for his fourth exchange of life!

When you first meet Lu Li, you can redeem 1 year of life. Level 1 members can redeem 1 year of life. Level 2 members can redeem 3 years of life again. Level 3 members can continue to redeem 5 years of life!

Rong Yiyou stood in front of Lu Li.

Lu Li looked at the data above his head: ‘Name: Rong Yiyou.’ ‘Age: 101 years old.’ ‘Remaining life: 2 years, 8 months, 23 days, 18 hours, 22 minutes and 45 seconds.

Rong Yiyou’s life should have ended three years ago, when he was 98 years old, but today, three years have passed, Rong Yiyou is still alive, and even has more than two and a half years of life left.

“Sir.”

Rong Yiyou called respectfully.

Lu Li smiled and nodded.

He took out a new ‘contract’ and handed it to Rong Yiyou.

Rong Yiyou signed his name familiarly.

At the beginning, Lu Li sold Rong Yiyou's lifespan at the price of '100 million RMB' per year...

That was because Lu Li had just gained the ability and it was his first time to trade, so it was relatively favorable.

Now.

Rong Yiyou's lifespan price per year has returned to the lowest '300 million RMB' per year.

This price will be Rong Yiyou's 'lifespan pricing' forever from now on, which is a favor from Lu Li.

In five years, the total is '1.5 billion' RMB.

Rong Yiyou paid in one lump sum.

Lu Li granted Rong Yiyou 'five years' of lifespan.

Time began to reverse on Rong Yiyou...

The changes in 'five years' are not comparable to the changes in Zhang Wuxu in one year!

The study room seemed particularly quiet.

Pairs of eyes fell on Rong Yiyou...

0.. Request flowers 0.. . .

Rong Yiyou closed his eyes...

Can hear.

His breathing became longer and longer...

His old skin began to shed...

The white hair gradually turned gray...

What a great sight!

Zhang Wuxu opened his eyes and looked...

Zhang Jian was relatively calm...

After a long time.

Rong Yiyou opened his eyes.

His real age is 101 years old, and his physical age is 94 years old!

‘Name: Rong Yiyou. ’‘Age: 101 years old. ’‘Remaining life span: 7 years, 8 months, 23 days, 18 hours, 22 minutes and 45 seconds.

..8,!! "Thank you, sir!"

Rong Yiyou didn't have time to feel the changes in his body more subtly. He showed joy on his face and bowed to Lu Li again, thanking him.

"Yes."

"You go down first." Lu Li smiled and nodded.

"Has Malaysia encountered any problems recently?"

Lu Li's eyes passed Zhang Wuxu and looked at Zhang Jian beside him and asked.

"Since the 'World 01' plan, members from many organizations around the world have gathered in Baoyi City..." "Recently, my men found that another group of people have sneaked into the city." Zhang Jian said in a deep voice.

He also noticed the change.

Lu Li's hand tapped the table lightly. He looked at Zhang Jian with a calm look and said, "Recently, there may be some changes." At this point, Lu Li paused.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and continued, "After this change."

"My Changsheng Club will no longer have any twists and turns."

Zhang Jian's eyes condensed slightly, and he immediately understood where the source of this change came from. He put away his emotions, bowed, and replied in a deep voice: "Zhang Jian, I understand." "You go down first." Lu Li said. Lu Li watched the grandfather and grandson leave.

Lu Li stood up from the desk.

He walked to the window, looking at the quiet university campus and the blue sky in the distance.

In the study room.

Secretary Shen Youchu looked at Lu Li's back, she was a little absent-minded... Five.