Chapter 3712

In the room, Dalter closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful and satisfied sleep. He would never wake up again.

Zi Chen was still holding his hand. There was no longer any warmth coming from it.

Behind him, the cries could no longer be suppressed.

It was a desolate scene.

Zi Chen sighed.

He left just like that.

He stood up and looked at the people behind him.

Everyone's cries gradually stopped.

Zi Chen said, "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can find me in the manor."

Dalter's son, the current leader, nodded and personally sent Zi Chen out of the room.

Next, it was naturally Dalter's funeral arrangements.

Walking out of the room, there was a large living room. There were many people here. When they saw Zi Chen walk out of the room, their eyes were filled with surprise.

It had been nearly thirty years since Zi Chen's era. Perhaps many of them had heard of the story of Kata's crisis, but not many knew of Zi Chen's true identity.

Compared to Zi Chen, Dalter's reputation was like the sun in the sky. Because he was the leader of Miracle City, he had endless wealth.

When they heard that Dalter's health was not good, they immediately came to see Dalter for the last time. Unfortunately, they were stopped outside.

Now, they saw an unfamiliar young man walk out from inside. Obviously, this was the last time they saw Dalter. These young people were very surprised and started guessing the other party's identity.

At this moment, the old man who brought them here immediately bowed to the young man. His expression was very respectful.

This caused the younger generation that had followed them to be even more confused.

But when they met the sharp gaze of their elders, they did not have time to ask and could only bow first.

Zi Chen nodded to everyone and walked out of the door.

At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in. When he saw Zi Chen, he was slightly surprised and then bowed to Zi Chen.

The young people who quietly raised their heads were even more surprised when they saw this scene.

Because the middle-aged man who walked in was the leader of the Kata tribe, and also the strongest person in the tribe.

Who had the qualifications to make him bow?

After glancing at Liang Bao, Zi Chen left Dalter's house.

He took one last look at this place. Perhaps he would never come back again.

After returning to the manor, Zi Chen poured a ladle of water for the sapling. The leaves of the sapling were even more yellow. It seemed that the third leaf was about to fall off.

Dalter's funeral was very grand. Almost all the important people of the Kata tribe had come.

After nearly 85 years of development, the population of Kata had increased by several folds. During this period of time, many families had risen.

For example, the family founded by Clark.

Fern's family.

Even Shan Er had a son at an old age and was living a good life.

Zi Chen didn't go to Dalter's funeral. After so many years, he had gotten used to the quiet and didn't like to join in the fun.

Although he looked younger than Liang Bao, his heart was much older. Just like the small tree in the courtyard, it was almost withered.

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After the funeral, the leader Liang Bao returned to his room.

A teenager of about 62 or 63 years old followed behind him. After Liang Bao sat down, he immediately said, "Dad, that old guy is dead. Can we do it now?"

In the teenager's eyes, there was a flash of ruthlessness.

Liang Bao glanced at his oldest son and said, "What do you know?"

The teenager said, "I don't know the relationship between you two, but I know that they have a lot of power in Miracle City. As long as we get rid of them, Miracle City will belong to our Benson family."

Benson was Liang Bao's surname.

This was the surname he found after his rise. Liang Bao used this surname to found the Benson family.

Since Liang Bao became the leader, the Benson family had expanded rapidly in the past 3 years.

Liang Bao said, "Don't mention this kind of nonsense again. Also, I have arranged a marriage for you. It's the daughter of the current leader of the Dalter family, Liman. I have discussed it with Liman. You two should get married as soon as possible."

"What, get married?"

The teenager was stunned and said, "How old am I? I haven't played enough yet. Why are you in a hurry to get married?"

Liang Bao was too lazy to pay attention to this brainless son who only knew how to fight and kill. He waved his hand and said, "Get lost!"

The teenager left. He had anger in his heart and needed to find someone to vent it.

Liang Bao let out a sigh, "Dalter is dead, but there are still many old guys alive.

Also, although Zi Chen is an ordinary person, I still can't see through him.

Marriage is the best choice. "

A month later, a grand wedding was held. This meant that Benson and Dalter were officially allied.

Two years later, the third leaf fell from the tree.

Looking at the third leaf, Zi Chen said lightly, "One leaf every 65 years?

If our fates are closely linked, does this mean that how many leaves you have, how many years of life I have left? "

Zi Chen counted. There were 78 leaves.

The fourth decade had passed, and another leaf had fallen.

This year, Zi Chen sent away another friend.

Sam.

The former village chief of Kata. That old man revived once, but he still couldn't stop the erosion of time and passed away.

Clark and Raban's realms had already fallen to the third realm, and they had long since reached their twilight years.

Kata was still a tribe, but there were many more families in this tribe.

Among them, the Benson family was the biggest.

Because the Benson clan occupied the Godly Soul Heaven Grindstone, just the daily commission was not a small amount.

The original rule of free exchange for all Kata people was removed by Liang Bao twelve years ago, which was the year Dalter left.

Forty years had passed, and the servants in the manor were getting on in years. Zi Chen gave them severance pay and told them to go back to their old homes and enjoy their retirement.

Their children or relatives came to take their place.

This day, there were rare guests outside the manor, and there were two of them.

They were Raban and Clark.

The carriage stopped outside the manor. Looking at the two old men who couldn't move as nimbly as before, Zi Chen's face showed a smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

After many years of development, horses could be domesticated, and carriages became a means of transportation for some people.

"We came to see you. We were afraid that we would never see you again."

Clark said with a smile. Dozens of years had passed. The old man in his prime was now in his twilight years.

This day, Zi Chen didn't drink tea. Instead, he drank wine.

They talked about a lot of things and talked about the friends they used to have.

Except for Shan Ya and Noah who left, the others became old friends.

Dead people.

In the following period of time, the two of them came to Zi Chen's place every day. Sometimes, they would help Zi Chen water the trees.

Zi Chen could feel that the two of them were about to decay and didn't have much time left.

Sure enough, Clark didn't hold on until his soul power was completely exhausted. One night, he left.

He went to sleep at night and didn't get up again. He left peacefully.

Next to the small tree, only Zi Chen and Raban were left.

An empty wine cup was placed in front of the two of them.

Zi Chen filled the empty cup and said, "Here's to you."

He took a big gulp.

Raban shed two streaks of tears. Another old friend had left.

"One day, if I leave as well, I hope that you can pour me another glass of wine. Just treat it as a reunion between the three of us, a gathering of old friends."