Free Web Novel1:30 AM, Happiness Community, Hua City, a corner of the warehouse at Irresponsible Fright Company of Calamity.
Du Sixian pursed her lips, lowered her voice, and asked Lu Yibei, "Expert, what is it that you suddenly called me out for? You even have to avoid everyone to tell me..."
"Shh—!" Lu Yibei made a shushing gesture, looked around, and after confirming there was no one around, whispered, "I got us some funds back. There are too many eyes outside, and it's best not to show off wealth. I'm worried those guys will see it, spread rumors, and draw unwanted attention."
She had already gone to Fat Er Ye's place to verify. The golden substance produced by that rod-like object was indeed gold, with high purity and a astonishing quantity. After purchasing all the Alchemy residue from Fat Er Ye's place, more than half of it still remained.
After thinking about it, she still felt it was more reliable to hand it over to Du Sixian to manage. frёewebnoѵēl.com
Speaking of this, Lu Yibei couldn't help but want to complain about the dependents recommended by Chatterbox Girl.
What kind of stuff were those!
She had already inquired. The people Chatterbox Girl recommended were either dead or missing.
Even if they could be found, could they manage things better than Du Sixian? Could they produce Paper Cicada Immortal more efficiently than Mengmeng? Could they be cuter than Coat?
They were useless! Lu Yibei thought to herself.
Hearing this, Du Sixian was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Some funds? How much is that?"
To be honest, maintaining the Irresponsible Fright Company of Calamity was more time, energy, and money consuming than she had imagined. The rent she collected every month was almost entirely used up, and it wasn't quite enough.
If a large sum of funds could come in... Du Sixian frowned, and many projects that were temporarily impossible to implement due to lack of funds appeared in her mind.
Lu Yibei did not answer Du Sixian's question. Instead, she raised an eyebrow at her with a sly look in her eyes, then waved her small hand, and a passage leading to the God Kingdom Prototype opened behind her.
Then...
"Clang—clang, clang—!"
A fist-sized piece of gold rolled out of the passage, bounced twice, and rolled into a corner between the shelves.
Gold? Du Sixian looked at the glittering object that had fallen to the ground, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
She roughly estimated that the piece of gold was about 3KG.
Although it was quite valuable, for the large Hua City urban legend community, it was just a drop in the bucket.
Just then, a rumbling sound came from the passage leading to the God Kingdom Prototype, with a vague momentum like a mountain collapsing.
"Boom—!"
Accompanied by the roar, gold surged out of the passage like a floodgate opening, rumbling and covering the aisle between the shelves behind her.
Du Sixian roughly estimated the total amount to be at least two to three tons.
Looking at the dazzling gold covering the ground, she widened her eyes, swallowed, then looked at Lu Yibei, and weakly said, "Ex-Expert, have you finally embarked on this path?"
As expected of an Expert, did she empty the vault of some bank?
Isn't she afraid of the Night Watch investigating?
However, if the Night Watch investigates, if I cooperate with Senior Lu, I should be able to help the Expert clear her name, right? Du Sixian thought.
"That path?" Lu Yibei frowned.
"Robbery." Du Sixian said seriously, a fierce look flashing in her eyes as she spoke. "Expert, you don't have to worry. I'll go pick a good brother later and give them enough support money. They should be very willing to take the blame for you."
Lu Yibei's eyelid twitched, and she interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop. Are you some kind of gangster? Why does it sound like I'm going to run away? These weren't stolen by me!"
I don't have that kind of guts. Not just me, I haven't heard of any urban legend or Psychic daring to rob a bank! Lu Yibei thought.
Among the several Guardians of the Night Watch, there is an existence codenamed Caishen (God of Wealth). He rarely participates in investigating or handling urban legend incidents. His daily job is to ensure that the wealth of the vast majority of people is not harmed by illegal Spiritual Energy forces.
Almost every bank vault has a mark left by Caishen (God of Wealth). Once a Psychic or urban legend attempts to do something like rob a bank, Caishen (God of Wealth) will appear before them within an hour.
Of course...
This kind of work requires enormous effort, and Caishen (God of Wealth) cannot take care of everyone.
That's why there are often urban legend incidents where people's wallets, bank cards, and even Huabei and Weilidai are completely drained.
"While I can't quite explain how they came about, rest assured, these things were absolutely not obtained through illegal or criminal means. Feel free to use them!" Lu Yibei explained.
Du Sixian was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and had seen the world. After a brief shock, she quickly calmed down.
She looked at the gold on the ground, was silent for a few seconds, propped her chin with one hand, and nodded, saying, "I did think of several projects that require a lot of funds, but..."
She paused, looked at Lu Yibei, and continued, "However, with so much money, if I help you manage and operate it, doubling or tripling it shouldn't be a problem. But don't you have ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) any other plans?"
"Yes! First, buy tens of thousands of graphics cards, then sell them at a low price under the name of cursed graphics cards to disrupt the business of unscrupulous merchants, and at the same time, give away a one-month fright package. If the unscrupulous merchants and mining bosses try to take advantage of the chaos, the fright package will automatically upgrade to a genuine urban legend incident."
"What do you think?" Lu Yibei asked.
As a game enthusiast, she knew well the pain of her Elder brother not being able to buy cheap graphics cards.
What's the big deal about being a little scared? Isn't the ugly face of unscrupulous merchants much more terrifying than urban legend?
Besides, when the Elder brother are playing some indescribable games, a urban legend suddenly popping out of the screen can also help them quit their addiction! It's good for their health.
Du Sixian, "..." As expected of an Expert, she disdains using those despicable methods, and her methods are indeed simple and crude.
Seeing that Du Sixian wasn't speaking, Lu Yibei didn't know what she was thinking, only feeling a bit awkward, and quickly changed the subject, "Just kidding, let's talk about buying graphics cards later. If possible, I want to use these funds to research and develop some new equipment..."
She paused and added, "Something similar to the Paper Cicada Immortal equipment, but the blueprints for making the equipment are temporarily elsewhere. I'm afraid I'll have to wait until I retrieve them before starting the research."
"Elsewhere?" Du Sixian tilted her head.
Does the Expert have other secret bases besides Hua City and that mysterious space?
As expected of an Expert, she always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve!
"Oh, Da Chunyang Palace." Lu Yibei said casually.
Anyway, she had to go there to find the fragments and contemplation diagram of Lingtai Pure Karma, and while she was at it, getting some methods for making Spiritual Energy items should be fine.
When you shear a sheep, you should shear one until it's dead. Don't believe me? Ask the other "sheep" if they think so. Lu Yibei thought.
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Du Sixian, "???"
That place isn't...
Why did the Expert talk as if it was her own home, where she could just go and get things?
As expected of an Expert, she can even come and go freely from Da Chunyang Palace, as if entering an uninhabited land! Du Sixian thought.
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2:30 AM, Salt City, in a small town twenty kilometers away from the Plague Tai Sui blockade zone.
Although it was late at night and there was a heavy downpour, it was livelier here than during the day in some places.
After the urban legend incident caused by the Plague Tai Sui, most of the former residents here died or were injured, nine out of ten houses were empty, and it had almost become a ghost town.
However, as the Night Watch successfully suppressed the Plague Tai Sui and the threat was eliminated, a group of scavengers with Spiritual Energy levels too low to be considered entered gradually gathered here.
This group of fearless scavengers came from all over the world and often appeared in areas abandoned due to urban legend incidents.
Whether it was an abandoned oil refinery on the Siberian Plain, a remote city somewhere in Northern Europe, or even an unknown street in Southeast Asia, their active figures could be seen.
They flew in like locusts, taking away the wealth that no longer had owners, leaving behind only empty shells.
Although the areas abandoned due to urban legend incidents were very few compared to the total number of human settlements, and these scavengers were insignificant compared to the total human population of over seven billion.
However, just as there is a group of people living in garbage dumps in corners unknown to many, spending their days with mosquitoes, insects, and diseases.
Although the existence of these scavengers is not widely known, there are tens of thousands of scavengers worldwide, and their mobility is extremely high. Even if the Night Watch and similar organizations in various countries were willing to manage them, they could not completely stop their actions.
Where there is light, there is darkness. There are always people willing to pan for gold in the darkness.
Some countries even simply let them be, as in their eyes, these scavengers were seeking death by themselves.
At this moment, in the town shrouded in night and rain, lights flashed from time to time, and the orange-yellow light outlined the figures wearing raincoats.
Vague sounds of arguments came from unseen places. One party spoke Japanese with a Kansai accent, and the other spoke Spanish with a South American accent. They were completely mismatched, and by the looks of it, they were likely to start a fight.
Deep in a small alley, a putrid smell permeated the air, and several corpses lay in the dark corners.
At the entrance of the alley, a scavenger was pushing his small cart with a canopy, illuminating the way with a cobblestone solidified with the Red Flame Flash Spell, walking slowly.
Rain hitting the canopy made a clear, sleepy sound.
He was here to find corpses.
Where there are people, there is struggle. In this town, there was struggle every day, and death was commonplace.
Dead people were wealth.
For a lone scavenger like him, when scavenging for ownerless wealth, he often couldn't compete with those working in groups, so he could only try his luck in corners where corpses were piled up.
Undecomposed human organs could be sold to the Black Sun Brothers Technology Association. Mobile phones and wallets on the deceased often contained some loose cash. If he could find one or two Spiritual Energy items, the harvest might be even greater than scouring a residential building.
The scavenger used the rusty iron hook in his hand to flip over a face-down corpse. Seeing the empty abdominal cavity, he spat viciously, "Pah! The shit's all been dug out, these wild dogs!"
"This world is too bad, hurry up and get a Calamity level Strange Story to destroy the world!"
As he cursed, he pushed his cart forward, stopping from time to time, using the iron hook in his hand to flip over the corpses on the ground that had already been searched several times, followed by a string of venomous Spells.
Finally, at the deepest part of the alley, he found a corpse that hadn't been touched by other scavengers...
"Wait, this person is still alive? Holy crap! How can this ♦ be alive?" The scavenger said in surprise.
Using the light from the cobblestone in his hand, he saw that the face of the woman wearing a black raincoat was bloodless, her body covered with bloody holes. Vaguely, he seemed to hear the weeping of torn organs, and the wounds had already begun to rot, showing a moldy, dark green color.
But she was indeed still alive, her chest rising and falling at a very low frequency.
"Heh, so what if you're alive? It's your bad luck to run into me. The bosses of the Black Sun Brothers Technology Association are in a hurry, they'll definitely like your still-beating heart."
"Heh heh, looks like a young Miss, I haven't touched a woman in a long time!"
The scavenger mumbled, squatted down, and using the faint light, reached into the girl's raincoat and fumbled around. Then his smile suddenly froze.
He touched a certain indescribable rod-shaped organ.
"..." After a few seconds of silence, the smile on his face grew wider, "A boy? Isn't that even better? Heh heh heh!"
He continued to fumble and soon pulled out a leather wallet that had been pierced by some sharp object.
"Fang Ji, male, Kyrgyz ethnicity..." The scavenger glanced at the ID card in the wallet, curled his lip, took the only eighty-seven yuan and fifty cents in the wallet, and reached out again to search inside the boy's raincoat.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, and he trembled as he withdrew his hand, looked at the cold object in his hand, and his pupils contracted violently.
It was a bao sang cang xiao badge covered in cracks.
"It's, it's someone from the Night Watch? This, this..." The scavenger's lips trembled as he muttered, looking at the unconscious boy on the ground, hesitating whether to help him and go back to the Night Watch Elder brother to exchange for some reward money, or to finish him off to avoid the Night Watch coming to find him later.
Just then, the boy suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and a sun-like glow flashed in his pupils.
Looking into those eyes, the scavenger's body trembled. He vaguely felt that something on his body was being sucked away by those eyes, perhaps his soul, or perhaps something else.
The next moment, the group of R Country people and South Americans in the distance suddenly started fighting, and gunshots echoed through the empty streets.
In the melee, an Alchemy bullet flew out of the crowd, pierced into the alley, hit the wall, its trajectory suddenly changed, and it landed squarely on the scavenger's temple with a "puff!" sound, bursting open a bloody hole. Before he could react to what had happened, he lost his breath.
Beside him, the heavily injured boy looked at the scene before him with empty eyes. After a long time, he raised his hand, wiped the blood from his face, and muttered to himself, "Who am I?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, lifting the ID card that had fallen to the ground and sending it flying to his side.
He glanced at the ID card out of the corner of his eye, and after seeing his photo printed on it, he frowned slightly.
"I am Fang Ji... Where is this place?"
"What the hell are you fighting for, always fighting! R Country people and South Americans get out of Qianqiu Town!" A loud roar came from the empty town in the distance.
"Qianqiu Town..." The boy murmured, "Why am I here?" freewebnøvel.com
This time, he did not get a coincidental answer...
