With 109,579 days, Lin Yu quickly calculated in his head and arrived at the conclusion that the number was close to exactly three hundred years—just a tiny bit more than 300 years.
The [Item] given by Okfielst, the Second Pillar, did not look unreliable, and the Second Pillar probably had not been deliberately playing tricks on him either...
So his remaining lifespan really was three hundred years?
Why was that?
Lin Yu was utterly puzzled.
Had "advancement" elevated the level of his life?
Did Players generally receive extra lifespan, or was there some other reason?
But to Lin Yu at this moment...
Even extra lifespan was still merely an imaginary number.
Its only use might be that paying now would no longer hurt quite so much.
"My balance is sufficient—take your payment, then help me kill those two outside named 'White Sand' and 'Potassium Chloride.'"
Lin Yu spoke in a low voice, and Hershakanus responded.
"Good—then the transaction is established, and the contract is sealed."
"Witnessed by the Abyssal Lord, Hershakanus, the Ninth Pillar, shall now fulfill the obligations of the contract!"
The Lava Lord murmured, and then the Abyssal Rift erupted with even more powerful demonic energy.
The originally pure-black Rift Gate, which possessed no other trait besides chaotic abyssal energy, gradually expanded. Hot, sulfurous lava fumes surged forth, and scorching temperatures erupted as though they intended to burn everything in existence, making the entire cabin seem to turn into a sauna and a steamer.
White Sand and Potassium Chloride stood on the floor, watching the scene on the other side of the Rift gradually solidify—black, cracked rock; magma flowing through the cracks; and caverns spewing sulfurous steam.
It was as though a scene from inside a living volcano had appeared before them.
Although the two of them had