In the morning, Ling Ping'an walked down the stairs with sleepy eyes.
His cat had been waiting for him for a long time.
He opened the door and saw that the breakfast shop next door was already open.
Aunt Cai's face was flushed as she chatted with a customer.
The focus of their conversation was naturally related to the results of the College Entrance Examination that had been announced last night.
"This place is really blessed by Grandpa Literati Star …"
"This year, we must build a Scholar Star Temple!" Aunt Cai, whose daughter was going to take the National College Entrance Examination next year, said firmly. These superstitious middle-aged women were like this, believing whatever they heard.
The customer, a staff member who looked to be in his late twenties, nodded as well. "I've already joined the street office's' Literary Star Temple Organizing Group 'and donated three thousand yuan …"
"Is that so?" Auntie Cai listened and said eagerly, "I have to donate some too …"
Ling Ping'an listened at the side and smacked his lips.
He knew that a Scholarly Star Temple would soon appear in the vicinity.
Fortunately, most of the religious buildings were far away from the residential areas, so there was no need to worry about a Taoist temple appearing at the doorstep of one's house.
As he walked forward, Ling Ping'an ordered a bowl of tofu pudding and two servings of steamed dumplings as usual. He scanned the code to pay and was about to leave with breakfast.
However, Aunt Cai stopped him.
"Little Pingan, the house price has risen again!" She asked, "Are you really not going to sell it?"
Ling Ping'an smiled and shook his head.
Even if housing prices soared to the sky, it had nothing to do with him.
Aunt Cai was a little regretful. "That's really a pity!"
"Someone has already offered a price of 80,000 yuan per square meter!"
Ling Ping'an couldn't help but laugh, "80,000? Are you crazy? "
The most expensive real estate recorded in Jiangcheng City should be the Beidu Palace Garden in the North City District a few years ago.
Known as an all-natural, environmentally-friendly retro Shanshui district.
It was only sold for 70,000 yuan per square meter.
But because the price was too high, it was fiercely attacked by the public!
In the end, he had no choice but to issue a statement dejectedly, saying that he would donate the proceeds of the project to the Federal Empire's Public Housing Plan. Only then did he barely manage to get away.
Now …
This was an abandoned industrial zone in the eastern part of the city. A run-down shop on the street could actually be sold for eighty thousand yuan per square meter?
Ling Ping'an felt that the world had gone crazy.
… …
He Rourou stood in high spirits on the old dormitory building that had already started construction.
She looked down at the land where work had already begun.
"Yesterday, the municipal authorities have approved us to use the name 'Champion Community' …" A balding designer stood beside He Rourou and carefully reported his work. "The relevant trademark registration work is also in full swing …"
"According to federal law, this project can be pre-sold to the public …"
"We've decided to set the presale price at 88,888 yuan per square meter …"
He Rourou raised the corners of her eyes slightly. "Isn't it a little high?"
"It's not high!" Beside the bald man, the well-dressed general manager beamed with joy. "This is already very conscientious!"
"The champion district, the cradle of the top scholar!"
"In my opinion, we can be a little bolder!"
"Eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight … That's only the price of a affordable house!"
"We can totally set a higher price for our single-story villas and landscaped houses!"
He Rourou could not help but frown, "This is not good..."
"The news media will attack!"
Even though she had only been in the Federation for slightly more than a month, during this period of time?
He Rourou had already seen the capabilities of the media in this country.
Although, in this country?
If the news media reported casually, they might be sued or even have their license revoked.
According to the law?
The news media had to endorse the basic facts for every news they published.
They couldn't deviate from the truth?
Otherwise, they would have to bear the responsibility.
Legal?
Moral.
But …
It was also because of this that almost all the news media were very good at seizing opportunities and raising the tone.
They, who often represented the public opinion, once they seized the opportunity?
They would chase after them relentlessly.
They wouldn't bite people to death?
They wouldn't give up!
They had the posture of a clear remonstrance from hundreds of years ago!
The price was too high?
Once it was exposed to the media?
If they started to set the pace, the Lion City Corporation had this little bit of foundation?
They weren't even qualified to be a snack for those giant crocodiles!
Moreover, the Lion City Corporation was the capital of the Kingdom of Samboja.
Therefore, He Rourou was very clear-headed.
"The price... There's no hurry..." Thinking of this?
He Rourou raised her hand. "Wait for the prices of the other buildings to come out before we discuss it..."
She looked to the east, where there was a giant group that had also bought a piece of land.
The property of the Guangnan Industrial Group!
And in the upper circle, who didn't know that the Industrial Group was the property of the Zheng family?
The Zheng family wasn't a small fry.
Going back 300 years, they were the king of a different surname when the country was founded!
Now, although the ones who stayed in the local territory were only the side branches of that prominent family.
But they also had a close relationship with the royal family.
Since the Zheng family was involved, He Rourou naturally knew that she should follow that giant to eat meat and drink soup.
However, the people beside her all smiled awkwardly.
They knew that some of their plans might have failed.
He Rourou waved her hand, and a female bodyguard who had been serving her since she was young immediately followed her.
She sighed deeply and walked down the stairs.
"Miss..." the female bodyguard walked in front of her and asked, "Do you want to..." she made a throat-cutting gesture.
In Samboja, the Lion City Corporation had always used blood to deal with those disloyal subordinates.
They even formed a private armed force to carry out various elimination plans.
They were already extremely familiar with doing this kind of thing.
He Rourou shook her head. "This isn't my hometown!"
This was the Federal Empire!
Moreover, there was a general in this city!
That was an existence that could pinch her to death with a single finger.
If she used those despicable methods here, she would definitely be taught a lesson by others.
Here, there was another set of rules of the game.
"Contact the New Dao Accounting Office for me..."
"Ask them to come to our company next month to assist in the financial review!" He Rourou said.
Here, in this country, once a professional manager was found to have done something dishonorable behind his boss's back.
Then, what awaited them was only social death!
Because …
Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness had always been the mainstream values of this country.
Eating the salary of the ruler, being loyal to the ruler!
It was a story that had been praised for thousands of years and a social consensus.
Therefore, once a person who made a living as a professional manager was found to have other 'unprofessional' practices or behaviors.
Apart from facing legal risks, they would also be kicked out of the entire system.
As for the New Dao Accounting Firm, it was famous for helping the people in charge of various companies get rid of spies and uncover traitors.
"Yes..." the female bodyguard nodded.
He Rourou continued to walk down the stairs. She didn't pay too much attention to other things.
In fact, there was only one thought in her mind these days.
"Master... where exactly are you?"
This thought had become incomparably deep after she had encountered two extremely dangerous missions in the Nightmare World.
She understood …
Everything was fleeting.
Only by finding her master was the only one!
Because …
She needed... master!
… …
Song Shihui opened his eyes and ended the two hours of meditation.
He looked up at the time. It was already ten o 'clock in the morning.
He stood up, walked to the window, and pulled open the curtains. The world outside was bustling with traffic and people.
All kinds of sounds came one after another in his ears.
The sound of engines, people, the footsteps of passers-by, and even the whispers of insects and ants in the grass.
All of them entered his ears.
More importantly …
Song Shihui could still hear the sound from psionic power.
Sha sha sha... sha sha sha..
This was the infrasound emitted by the psionic power tide when it was accumulating power at a low level.
It was impossible for the ears of living things to hear such a sound.
Listening to these sounds, Song Shihui felt that the entire world had been digitized in his eyes.
In the grass over there, there were ants, flies, earthworms... In the withered leaves, there were also hatching eggs.
Their numbers were XXX, XXX..
On the opposite road, the number of pedestrians was XXX..
In the past few seconds, there were XXX cars passing by on this road. Their models were..
In this building, there were XXX people now.
Among them, the first level was..
Everything was marked in Song Shihui\'s eyes.
To be precise …
It should have been measured!
He shook his head hard and forced himself out of this state.
The strange phenomenon in his eyes and ears had completely disappeared.
However, his face had already turned deathly pale.
"Isn\'t the consumption a little too much..." he panted softly, holding the\ 'book\' tightly in his hand.
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But he understood that he had made a huge profit!
The secret technique passed down in his family, the ability of the Palace of Yellow Bell, had been expanded once again.
Temperament …
Now, not only could he kill people and break spells …
He could do more things!
For example, measuring heaven and earth!
For example, measuring the world.
Even measuring energy!
Even …
Prying into secrets!
And this happened to be what the ancient law books described.
Mathematics, physics, even yin and yang, the five elements, and everything else could be determined and measured by temperament.
Therefore, almost all the ancient measuring tools were modified from musical instruments.
Thinking of this, Song Shihui picked up his phone and dialed his secretary\'s number.
"Contact a few Grand Bachelors of the Federal Empire\'s Central University of Science and Technology for me..."
"Ask them to prepare a discussion about the relationship between mathematics and measuring tools for me..."
"Okay..."
"As soon as possible!"
Song Shihui knew that his future path had been determined.
He wanted to continue moving forward and continue to the next stage.
Not only did he need music, but he also needed the help of mathematics, geometry, and physics.
Because …
The "Music of Mourning" described such a path.
Starting with temperament, he could pry everything.
But …
The premise was that he needed to have a sufficient understanding of mathematics, physics, geometry, and other basic sciences.
Thinking of this, Song Shihui walked forward and opened the door of his room.
Someone was already waiting for him at the door.
"General Song..." Grand Scholar Zeng Jing rushed to him like a madman. "Do you... still have those coins?" He looked at him eagerly and begged.
"What\'s wrong?" Song Shihui asked.
Last night, after returning, Song Shihui handed the six coins he had obtained to the Grand Secretary.
Then, he closed his door to cultivate.
"You don\'t know!" Zeng Jing\'s eyes lit up. "Those coins..."
"The coins you brought back allowed me to make a breakthrough in my experiment!"
"They are simply treasures!"
"It\'s the key left behind by Haotian!"
"As long as... as long as you give me a few more coins... I promise... I\'ll be able to find some clues within three years!"
"Really!"
"We\'ll succeed!"
"We\'ll leave our names in history!"
"Our children and grandchildren will be proud of us!"
The Grand Scholar, who had gone crazy for science, was so excited that his saliva almost sprayed on Song Shihui\'s face.
Song Shihui listened and calmly grabbed the Grand Scholar. "Mr. Zeng! Calm down! "
"What\'s going on?"
"I cracked one of the coins!" Zeng Jing could not calm down. He shouted excitedly, "I found traces of human activity inside the coin!"
"They were created by someone using powerful psionic energy!"
"There\'s an entire one inside! No, there are several extremely exquisite and complicated arrays! "
"This is simply a miracle of psionic energy!"
"Someone actually used arrays to restrain powerful psionic energy!"
"They are the chips of the psionic energy field!"
"Yes!"
"They are the chips of the psionic energy field!"
"As long as we can decipher 1% of their secrets!"
"We can reproduce the rough parts!"
"Then..." Zeng Jing\'s eyes suddenly burst out with a bright light. "We can use them as energy!"
"What does this mean?"
"We\'ve found an energy that is more efficient, powerful, and clean than nuclear energy!"
Song Shihui listened to the Grand Scholar.
He accurately grasped the main point.
"You\'re saying that after you cracked one of the coins, you found traces of a man-made array inside?"
"Just like how we use a lithography machine to carve circuits?"
"Someone carved a complicated array formation into a coin?"
"Using it to restrain and restrain psionic energy?"
"Yes!" Zeng Jing said, "It\'s simply an unbelievable genius idea!"
"Using the idea of making chips to carve arrays!"
"The Three Pure Ones!" Zeng Jing exclaimed, "Who exactly are they?"
He couldn\'t imagine.
What kind of great power and technology would it take to carve such a complicated array system inside a coin?
This was simply not something that humans could do.
Meanwhile, Song Shihui\'s heart was already in turmoil!
"As expected!" He thought, "At the end of science is metaphysics!"
This was a hypothesis that gradually appeared after the Blackguard communicated and came into contact with the Ancient God.
It was one of the hypotheses that appeared based on the various unbelievable and inexplicable phenomena of the Ancient God.
However...
Song Shihui looked at the excited Grand Scholar and shook his head. He said, "Unfortunately... Mr. Zeng... We only have a total of seven coins now..."
"Hmm..."
"There are six now!"
"And..."
"Even those six coins will probably have to be handed over to the research institute directly under the Blackguard..."
"No!" Zeng Jing immediately shouted, "You can\'t do this!"
Song Shihui sighed.
Those coins actually had such a phenomenon?
Then...
Naturally, their status would rise as well.
From a strange object, it would directly become a divine object!
The one who had the right to study and decide how to use it would be the commander-in-chief!
Zeng Jing still wanted to struggle and resist, but unfortunately, his resistance was futile.
Fortunately, he didn\'t lose out.
Song Shihui promised him that he would allow him to continue participating in related work in the Blackguard research institute in the imperial capital. Only then did he finally get rid of this Grand Scholar who was extremely fanatical about these coins.
After sending Zeng Jing off, Song Shihui walked to his office. He picked up the remote control and directly connected to the headquarters of the Blackguard in the imperial capital.
Zhang Hui\'s face appeared on the screen.
"General Song..." Zhang Hui saw him and asked, "How do you feel about your cultivation?"
"Very good!" Song Shihui nodded. "I feel that I have found the feeling of a breakthrough!"
Zhang Hui nodded.
They had already communicated once last night.
As the only two known people who had mortgaged their souls to that person, the two of them could be considered to be in the same boat, so they had communicated some things.
Therefore, at this moment, Zhang Hui\'s expression was a little excited!
He told Song Shihui, "General, I just came out of the pagoda!"
Song Shihui immediately became nervous. "How was the situation?"
Zhang Hui laughed. "It went very smoothly!"
"Those few evil god consciousnesses that have always been unconvinced don\'t dare to attack me at all..."
"Your guess is correct!"
"That person is our life-threatening talisman..."
"But it is also our protective talisman!"
"We can use it to intimidate others!"
The pagoda was the place where the Blackguard had found all kinds of awakened evil god artifacts, sacrifices, statues, and other places where the consciousnesses of those things were placed in.
It was the most dangerous place in the Blackguard!
Most retired generals would take turns to suppress them.
The generals on active duty would also go there once a year to check to ensure that the things inside wouldn't escape.
Under normal circumstances, the suppressed evil god consciousnesses would attack the people who entered crazily.
However, this time, after Zhang He entered, they were more obedient than anyone else.
Although many things were ready to make a move.
But they did not dare to make a move in the end.
What did that mean?
Zhang Hui and Song Shihui were very clear!
"So..." Song Shihui said, "My guess should be correct!"
"That person..."
"Maybe he sees us as a race that is desperately trying to curry favor with him..."
"With his way of thinking, maybe we can be allowed to use our souls as collateral. It\'s still a method of grace..."
"It\'s because he thinks highly of our performance..."
"In a sense, it\'s a favor!"
Zhang Hui listened and nodded, expressing limited agreement with Song Shihui\'s judgment.
There was no other way. The Blackguard\'s understanding of him was still too little!
It was so little that everything that they knew was basically guesses.
"Oh right..."
Song Shihui said, "The few coins that he gave us last night seem to have a big secret..."
Song Shihui briefly repeated what Zeng Jing had said when he came and then said, "General Zhang, please send someone to Guangnan quickly and take those coins away!"
"I suspect..." Song Shihui said, "He gave me those coins because he wanted us to study them..."
"This is some kind of reward..."
Zhang Hui listened and nodded seriously. "I will rush to Guangnan immediately and personally retrieve those coins. I will organize the most outstanding research team to study them!"
This matter could not be careless.
Because...
In ancient times, even if it was fur and fur, the things that were given by the king had to be offered up.
Those who did not do that would definitely have their heads removed!
Because that was a great disrespect!
Who gave these coins as a\ 'reward\'. Although the purpose was unknown and could only be guessed.
But there was one thing. It was best for the Blackguard to show that they were positive about this matter.
Actually, even if they were not, the Blackguard would still put in 100% effort to treat those coins.
Not to mention anything else, just the\ 'array etching\' technology that might be inside those coins.
For the Federal Empire, they were all out-and-out black technology!
It was worth preparing a project like the nuclear bomb project back then and pushing it forward with all its might!
… …
A meteor streaked across the sky of the Middle Ages.
Bang!
The huge bronze man landed on the ground.
It stood up and looked at the sky.
It could no longer contact the communicator of the Immortal Qin Dynasty.
The signals of its brothers and sisters had also disappeared.
Beneath its feet, it was in ruins.
Epang Palace...
Immortal Qin Epang Palace...
The place where the ancestral dragon forged it had turned into ruins.
Its huge bronze palm parted the soil on the ground and found something buried deep underground.
It picked it up and placed it on its nose to smell it.
"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King has been severed!" It sighed.
Thus, its huge body rose again.
There was nothing in this world that it was reluctant to part with.
The bloodline of the ancestral dragon had dissipated.
All the facilities of Immortal Qin seemed to have stopped.
That huge empire seemed to have never appeared!
But...
"Hmm..." it looked at the horizon at the Great Wall defense system that rose high and isolated the world.
The Great Wall left behind by the ancestral dragon was still there.
But...
This was no longer the country created by the ancestral dragon.
"Let\'s go..." it said.
Thus, its huge body floated up.
At this moment, terracotta warriors appeared from afar.
Behind the terracotta warriors, a young man wearing a crown walked out of the shadows.
"Captain Meng!" Liu Zhi shouted at the floating bronze man, "Please wait!"
Meng Yi turned around and looked at the terracotta warriors.
It was very rough... very primitive..
It seemed to be the first batch of terracotta warriors that the ancestral dragon had refined.
Thus, it landed and asked, "Who are you?"
"Why do you know the ancestral dragon\'s terracotta warrior technique?"
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