Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1226: Chapter 67: Text Message

Faced with the approaching burly man, the first thing Youth 24 did was to remove the thick book pressed against his back… because he could now eat.

“Smells so good…” 24 began stirring the cup noodles with a fork, showing a look of enjoyment.

The rich aroma of chemical synthesis immediately filled the ten-square-meter basement… Although this chemical food is called junk food, its power to stimulate human senses seems like magic.

Sitting there, Cheng Yun unconsciously swallowed, instinctively recalling the days of poverty and hardship, being of humble origin, “Wait, let him finish eating first.”

The burly man looked back in surprise but said nothing, nodding his head as he returned to Cheng Yun’s side.

24 glanced at Cheng Yun in surprise, said nothing, and then started eating.

“That being said, your boss must be quite wealthy or very influential, right?” 24 asked while eating.

Cheng Yun just gave a slight, smug smile… In the presence of his boss, Young Master Zhong Er, the so-called second generation in society were just trash. Even the tycoons on the public wealth list were at most equal, this was the true heritage of the capital’s real influential families.

“Seems like it.” 24 nodded, glancing at the three burly men behind Cheng Yun, then continued, “You say your boss is looking for capable people… What’s your boss planning to do?”

“Once you can prove yourself, you’ll know.” Cheng Yun replied casually.

During these days, under the instruction of Young Master, Cheng Yun had tried every means to gather those so-called capable people… but after half a year, the ones he found were not real masters.

Although these masters had excellent personal combat skills, which could be considered as local experts, and had victories and losses when fighting with army experts, they seemed still far from what Young Master wanted… But the Master Chen Er found not long ago, besides decent leg skills, seemed quite capable in feng shui and formations.

For instance, Master Chen Er privately set up a Peach Blossom Formation for him, and indeed Cheng Yun had a stroke of romantic luck in these few days.

Many wealthy people respect ghosts and gods, believe in feng shui, and in the south, many even go to neighboring countries in Southeast Asia to worship gods and Buddha, especially in the Hong Kong and Taiwan regions, the trend is even more prevalent, with some extreme ones even dabbling in that so-called Sorcery.

Cheng Yun was rather skeptical about these things, even though Young Master was nearly obsessed in the past six months, he still sneered at it in his heart… But this disdain was finally shattered a few days ago—because three days ago, the research institute that Young Master heavily invested in finally had results.

It was a child under nine years old, who in the Superpower Research Institute, directly floated several dice without relying on any external force.

Cheng Yun witnessed this with his own eyes, and from then on, he no longer held any disdain for Young Master’s obsession… instead, he was shocked by Young Master’s advanced thinking.

They say the 21st century is a talent’s war… This child who could make dice float was a new type of talent!

If they could uncover the mystery of the birth of this mysterious power, then grasp this fantastical ability, it might be a revolution of the world!

Thinking about this, Cheng Yun was already a bit excited… He looked at 24, secretly hoping that this decadent guy could surprise him.

Blame it on his direct brutality, really during this more than half a year, he encountered too many swindlers of miraculous abilities, countless as fish passing through the river… At the beginning, whenever Cheng Yun found those rumored masters, he would treat them with courtesy, but as time passed, he lost his patience, gradually leaning toward this kind of brutal yet effective approach.

“Alright… Take me to meet your boss.” After finishing the last drop of soup from the cup noodles, 24 coughed twice and stood up shakily.

Cheng Yun was taken aback, having been distracted earlier, now finally coming to his senses, he frowned: “I thought you hadn’t understood my meaning, if you really have skills…”

Suddenly, Cheng Yun felt something was amiss – it was very quiet, too quiet!

He seemed to realize something, suddenly twisting his body, turning his head to look, only to see the three battle-hardened masters he brought along, now wide-eyed, filled with terror!

Around them, not sure when, were strands of shadow ropes winding around them like dumplings, even sealing their mouths!

“Can we go now… cough cough.”

With 24’s coughing sound, the shadow ropes on the three masters suddenly loosened, then started gathering, finally turning into a pitch-black crow, landing on 24’s shoulder!

Oh my… this time really encountered a strange person!!

Cheng Yun’s heart was pounding wildly, the extent of his shock no less than seeing the child at the institute… As a top notch lackey, Cheng Yun knew very well what he should do at this moment.

“Great Sage! Truly skilled!” Cheng Yun took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Youth 24, “Forgive my ignorance and foolishness for failing to recognize Mount Tai with my eyes! You skilled master, my boss will be delighted to host you!”

“Then let’s go… cough cough.” 24 nodded calmly.

Thinking that coming to this unfamiliar place, feeling stones to cross the river was ultimately not a solution, it would be better to find some power in the present world to rely on. Understanding the current situation, going with the flow, leveraging greater forces… Most strong people have come this way.

Thinking of this, 24 casually took the trench coat from the clothes rack, and was about to put it on with a wave, unexpectedly aggravating the injury to his ribs, causing him to squat on the ground coughing violently.

The cough even brought up bits of blood, splattering on the floor.

This skilled person, should be all right…

Cheng Yun had a chill in his heart, feeling that this might be the type that could suddenly keel over?

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Nan Xiao Nan had clearly given up on letting the ‘compressor’ move by itself, and instead chose to put it in a bag and carry it herself.

The Star Creation Technique endowed it with temporary life, and at the same time extracted the memory stored on it… But finding who used it among the vast sea of people was naturally not a simple task.

But naturally, this didn’t stump her, the once-heavily-crowned Immortal.

Fortunately, an afternoon of cultivation allowed Nan Xiao Nan to recover nearly 0.05 units of strength, now some practical simple techniques could be used.

——Come Home, Baby.

This was the name of the technique Nan Xiao Nan used at this moment, it could make an item return to its designated person. In Nan Xiao Nan’s original world, it was developed as a technique for handling lost items—usually for ordinary items, as for valuables, naturally not many would be so kind.

“Indeed, it can be used…”

Watching the ‘compressor’ starting to indicate the direction, Nan Xiao Nan nodded secretly—this further verified a certain conjecture she had before, or rather, the conjecture of those Immortals who had been exploring space-time for some time.

That is, the commonality between Sub-worlds.

Why can Immortals from different Sub-worlds realize their original power by analyzing the rules of Sub-worlds?

Furthermore, why can Immortals from different Sub-worlds analyze the rules of other Sub-worlds?

The long journey through space-time gave Nan Xiao Nan enough time to meet many Immortals, as well as ample time to discuss this phenomenon.

That is, among numerous nearly infinite Sub-worlds, there might be a deeper, another set of rules, and this deeper set of rules almost encompasses everything, nearly covering all the energy use ways in the domains of the Magic Principle and technological principle… Precisely because each Sub-world has such a core, even if the civilizations and ways of expressing power differ in each Sub-world, they can be analyzed through means, which is how cross-spacetime exploration becomes possible.

Every Sub-world, every different civilization, seems to just be a small part of this all-encompassing core… as if it was to perfect something, that this split occurs.

But what exactly is the truth, the Immortals on their exploration journeys still do not know… perhaps some already know, but she has not encountered them yet.

Nan Xiao Nan suddenly thought of Luo Qiu, in this way, did he already grasp part of this core to be able to so easily make the rules of the surface world submit to his will?

“Could this be the true direction of exploring The Origin?”

Where is The Origin located? How should one seek the source of the infinite Sub-worlds? Countless Immortals are exploring time and space, yet so many are lost in the long run of time, ultimately obliterated in the river of time and space, with no trace. They might have already fallen, or perhaps gone insane.

But never has it been heard of anyone like Tutor Luo Qiu who can make the Sub-world’s natural law serve him…

“Could he have emerged from The Origin?!”

Suddenly, Nan Xiao Nan halted her steps, vaguely sensing something unprecedented, something fearsome… a thing dwelling deeper than the Will of the Sub-world.

Just for a moment, Nan Xiao Nan felt as if she had been frozen for a thousand years, struggling in a massive black vortex for countless ages… When she came back to her senses, only a few seconds had passed.

Nan Xiao Nan took a deep breath, now soaked to the skin, with her already weak Soul Power plummeting to its lowest point, dispirited.

“Hmm… What was I doing just now?”

Awake again, Nan Xiao Nan looked around in confusion, with the feeling that something had been entirely forgotten in just a few seconds… She shivered, a sense of reverence and anxiety emerging in her heart, but upon careful reflection, found nothing threatening approaching her… As for herself, ever since Tutor Luo Qiu gave her a formal identity in this Sub-world, she felt as if a fish had entered water.

“Hmm, has it been found?”

At this moment, the ‘compressor’ in her bag started to shake… Nan Xiao Nan glanced up at the building ahead—a collective construction from twenty or thirty years ago, without even an elevator.

Meanwhile, a taxi slowly stopped in front of this building.

A young man with glasses, around eighteen or nineteen years old, alighted from the car first, holding a cane, then carefully helped a woman with mobility issues out from the other side.

Watching the young man slowly guide the woman up the building, Nan Xiao Nan emerged from the shadows on the side, muttering, “This young man is the one who once used you?”

She seemed to vaguely remember seeing him somewhere… Nan Xiao Nan couldn’t help frowning in doubt.

Despite her Soul Power suddenly being dispirited, her strong memory quickly reminded her where she had seen this young man.

In the special task force’s records.

“Zhao Le.”

Reading the name on the file, Nan Xiao Nan began to ponder.

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“I’ll go get some water.”

In the meeting room, Zhou Yusheng pinched his brow, stood up, and the others paid no attention, buried in analyzing the case.

Zhou Yusheng went to the tea room, only to see Chen Mingming.

Chen Mingming was lying on the table, seemingly asleep… Zhou Yusheng paused, frowned a bit, but eventually couldn’t bear to wake him, placing an overcoat over him.

“…I fell asleep?”

Despite moving gently, he ultimately woke him up.

“Rest if you’re tired.” Zhou Yusheng nodded, patting Chen Mingming’s shoulder.

Chen Mingming shook his head, “I didn’t expect to fall asleep, I’ll be more careful next time.”

Zhou Yusheng smiled, “You’ve performed very well; if it weren’t for your bold assumptions this morning, we wouldn’t have made such a major breakthrough.”

Chen Mingming slowly nodded, “I’ll go wash my face, be back soon.”

Zhou Yusheng suddenly said, “It seems we haven’t rested for a long time; once this case is solved, let’s take a vacation, haven’t spent time with your mom for ages… How about a short trip?”

Chen Mingming was taken aback, looking at Zhou Yusheng’s hopeful expression, unable to refuse, “Alright, once the case is solved.”

“Then I’ll head back.” Zhou Yusheng said and left the tea room.

Chen Mingming took a deep breath, watching Zhou Yusheng’s disappearing figure, then shook his head… not to mention whether the case could finally be solved, the assessment time left is merely two days.

After two days, such relationships should naturally revert back, right?

Chen Mingming felt vaguely restless.

Ding—!

A sudden short message tone rang out.

Chen Mingming glanced at the message content.

—Dear passenger, March 14th CZ12341 flight business class… Please proceed to the airport X counter, complete check-in procedures 45 minutes in advance.

This was the originally scheduled time to go abroad… Chen Mingming frowned, this part hadn’t been altered.

He shook his head, casually opened a ticket-booking app on his phone; since he received this message, imagine his mother’s phone must have received the same… wondering how she’ll react.

Yet now is not the time to be distracted by such things.

“What’s this?”

Chen Mingming abruptly frowned.

In the ticket app’s personal messages, he discovered many records of successful ticket issuance.

December 3rd, City X…

December 6th, City HK…

December 15th, City PP…

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More than a dozen successful ticket issuance records.

Chen Mingming’s pupils constricted instantly, his face slightly pale, “December 3rd, City X… What on earth did I…”