Lin Yuan had already arrived at the Research Institute of Emperor Dragon City, where he met the director.
Inside the laboratory, the director fixed a piercing gaze on Lin Yuan and asked, "Are you sure about this?"
Before engraving the Eighteen Layers of Hell onto Lin Yuan's soul, the director wanted to confirm with him once more.
This time, the director's success rate, at best, was only about eighty percent, which meant there was still a twenty percent chance of failure.
If it failed, Lin Yuan would definitely die on the spot.
At this point, Lin Yuan had no way out.
Unless he was willing to be stuck at Tier Four for life, there was no way to gain greater power or break through without risking danger.
"Do it!"
"Director, I trust you!" Lin Yuan said sincerely.
Even though the director was a Good Corpse transformed from the World Honored, Lin Yuan still believed in him.
Since Lin Yuan himself was not afraid of failure, the director had nothing more to say.
